OK, here’s the plot, but you won’t believe it:
sees two hit men kill her scummy husband, retreats into a fantasy about an actor on a soap opera, whose character she now thinks is a real person, and leaves in her husbands car (full of drugs) (the car, not betty) to find him…meanwhile, the hit men, who have to return the drugs to their boss, embark on their own odyssey in pursuit of her…and it just gets wierder from there, folks, truly.
Um. Well. Quirky is a good word. Just plain damn strange is another, although there were enough interesting bits to keep me from turning it off…well, ok, let’s be honest, who cares what it’s about when Morgan Freeman is in it? serious honey, you betcha. Chris Rock was cute and mouthy (as always) and Greg Kinnear and Renee Zellweger were also good…but it was just a tad over the line of too strange to really work well.
Don’t take my word for it, watch it yourself, you never know, you might like it better than I did…and even if you didn’t, how can two hours with Morgan Freeman be wasted time?