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
When Jerry is offered an American car at the Mexican car rental agency he expresses disappointment and is offered an "El Camino" by the rental agent. However, in the next scene we see that several workers draw to see who gets Jerry's business, insofar as to who will allow Jerry to rent their car, but only one of the cars is an El Camino - which in the previous scene was already rented to Jerry. See more »
The group thinks we're married. I accepted the potato slicer for our anniversary. Right, sweets? I go along.
That's it. That is it. You... You... You go along!
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In the middle of the credits, when the first or second song ends, you hear the guy from the car rentals shout "RAOUL !!" 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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