A cold-blooded serial killer floats around the country and chooses his victims from people who complain about their lives and indicate a willingness to be killed. His murders are introduced...
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A cold-blooded serial killer floats around the country and chooses his victims from people who complain about their lives and indicate a willingness to be killed. His murders are introduced with the killing of an asthmatic junkie. The killer settles into a seaside rooming house run by an unhappy married couple and waits for his next victims to unveil themselves. Dream cops plague his nights, while plotting his murders. Meanwhile, he also starts a relationship with a postal clerk. Written by
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Lew McCreary: The author of the novel on which the movie is based has a role as the man in the diner. See more »
Vann is talking to Doug while Doug is putting his pants on. Doug is sitting with his pants just past his underwear, when the camera moves to Vann. When we come back to Doug, you cannot see his pants at all, just his underwear. See more »
[Vann walks into a bar, seeing a lady and a bartender]
Do you have any pie?
No pie. No pizza. No kitchen. Just booze.
You got pickles.
[the three of them look at the pickle jar that's full of yellow juice and yellow pickles]
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A good script, good acting, and new twist on serial killers
Vann Siegert (Owen Wilson) is a quiet, friendly, young man. Although a bit slow-witted and new to town, he quickly develops a close relationship with the couple he boards with (Brian Cox and Mercedes Ruehl), is being pursued by an amorous co-worker (Janeane Garofalo) and distinguishes himself as go-getter at the Post Office. There is one little thing that sets him apart from everybody else - he's a serial killer.
Minus Man is atypical of the films in this genre: there have been few trailers, it boasts no A-list stars, blood and guts are nowhere to be found, there is little melodrama, and it has a tight, well-crafted script. While the film seems to plod along, the pacing is deliberate and just when you're ready to walk it sucks you back in.
Wilson, (looking remarkably like a young Dennis Hopper) is spellbinding: he projects an innocence and vulnerability that not only makes you forget he's a murderer, but leaves you feeling sorry for him. Garofalo meanwhile, is uncharacteristically bubbly, and has no dialogue that dwells on bitterness and self-loathing. Sheryl Crow and Dwight Yokum also turn in admirable appearances.
If you're looking for a change of pace from the Hollywood grind, this is a risk well worth taking.
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