Films like this annoy the hell out of me. They start off looking so promising and especially when you have a great actor like Samuel L. Jackson playing a lead part you don't really imagine that he would lend himself to a bad role. Luke Wilson looks like he has aged ridiculously for his part and has a constant dazed look on his face compared to S.L.J's manic eyeballs. After having an argument with his wife, Wilson hears a knock at the door and is confronted by a sinister man named Ritchie who appears to have run out of gas. Actually he is there to trick Wilson into getting in the car with him and setting out on a crazy killing spree. It seems to be going the right way and you start thinking about all the symbolism that could be merged into the scenes but then it completely does a u- turn and you realize actually that it's not going anywhere at all.
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