This is a significantly re-cut version of the
film that Roger Ebert once called "the
worst in the history of Cannes." Now its
actually pretty decent, at least until Chloe
Sevigny appears and sucks, amongst
other things, the life out of the movie.
Vincent Gallo, who writes, directs, shoots,
produces and does special effects for
this film, also stars as a motorcycle racer
whos lost his woman. He drives around
the United States looking sullen on sexy
Super 16mm film, and occasionally has
weird interactions with roadside women
who love him for a few minutes before he
goes back to brooding and being sad. Its
very early-70s, with lots of filtered
sunlight and Easy Rider/Five Easy
Pieces thematics. It all falls apart in
the end, but, you know, so do life, love
and capsule-sized movie reviews, so
really, what the hell, eh? You know what I
mean? Huh?