Jerry Welbach is given two ultimatums. His mob boss wants him to travel to Mexico to get a priceless antique pistol called "The Mexican" or he will suffer the consequences. The other ultimatum comes from his girlfriend Samantha, who wants him to end his association with the mob. Jerry figures that being alive, although in trouble with his girlfriend is the better alternative so he heads south of the border. Finding the pistol is easy but getting it home is a whole other matter. The pistol supposedly carries a curse - a curse Jerry is given every reason to believe, especially when Samantha is held hostage by the gay hit man Leroy to ensure the safe return of the pistol. Written by
Despite the fact that this was filmed in Super 35, "Filmed in Panavision" is listed in the end credits. See more »
When Sam is throwing Jerry's stuff down from the balcony, her necklace jumps in and out of the top of her shirt between shots. See more »
If you're going to kill me at least tell me who it is that's going to send me to God. Tell me!
Look, I'm not going to kill you. But I am going to have to shoot you.
But why, sir? Why?
Why? Why? Because you stole from me and you know about the pistol and you're just gonna steal again and I can't have you coming back in the situation like a fly in the ointment.
No, I won't be a fly! You'll never see me again.
Look, you're getting shot and that's it. It will take you time to get to the next town ...
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At the very end of the credits, Samantha whispers "I love you, Jerry". See more »
A chaotic, messy but brilliant commentary on relationships
I'm genuinely surprised at the number of people who disliked this movie. Perhaps because it was a bit disjointed, chaotic, uneven, unpredictable and even incoherent at times. And that's just why I loved it. It's life. Yes, it's the crazy, seedy, shady lives of these people (the main characters being Pitt's and Roberts' characters), but at least it's honest... and darned funny. I thought the self-deprecating jabs at how most Gringos view Mexico/Mexicans were priceless. Raul!! The grainy flashbacks had my sides splitting.
People, this is a classic melodrama told in today's yucky, dirty, gritty, ugly times. A beautiful (if you look closely) story that doesn't take it self seriously at all. This is anything but formula Hollywood hype. It is a genius inside-joke that sandbagged most of the people hoping to come out and see a Pitt/Roberts version of Sleeping in Seattle or some similar chick-flick dreck.
When is enough enough? Never.
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