When Jack, a small criminal who never amounted to something after systematical abuse by his father, is just out of jail after six months for his part in a theft of TV sets, he has nowhere else to crash then the place where his brother Moe, a penniless jazz musician, lives upstairs illegally. Their life suddenly gets a new perspective when they observe a robbed armored car is parked downstairs by three black hardened criminals. Jack only has eyes for the mountain of cash that can turn them instantly super-rich, and produces -to his startled brother's surprise- a hand gun, just in case; Moe on the other hand is reticent, till they notice a blonde girl which the hoods hold handcuffed, then decides rescuing her is worth the risk. After the three thugs have a row, Trent, who is unruly even by their standards, takes off but returns with a few scared white buddies of his. There are now too many guns and takers for the money for the plot to end without a heavy body count, while happy ends ... Written by
Never thought a 90 minutes film could be that boring
This must be one of the worst movies I've ever seen. The plot was so tiny, that writer/director Kurt Voss had to fill the time with "Pulp Fiction"-like meaningless dialog. Unfortunately he is not Quentin Tarantino. So his dialogs are just plain boring, not funny. The acting is bäh, the characters are flat and unbelievable, but the main problem is: Nothing ever happens. They are just talking and talking and talking and bla bla bla. Don't waste your time on this one. Instead watch Pulp Fiction once again. Even if you've already seen it a thousand times.
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