Southland Tales

Going in, I didn’t realize this was the second film by Richard Kelly, the writer-director of Donnie Darko, which is a film that has a cult following that does not include me. (I gave it my shortest review to be found in these pages: “Huh?”) If you liked that film you possibly should disregard this review. Because this one is way, way, way worse. Huh does not even begin to cover it. It is an incoherent mess, a waste of celluloid. An hour into it I had very little idea what was going on, and even less interest in finding out. I checked the DVD display and found that this piece of shit was over two and a half hours long, and there was no way I was going to waste any more of my time. And it’s too damn bad, because it has a pretty interesting cast.