| Daniel Cartier | ... | Anthony | |
| Lowe Taylor | ... | Donna | |
| Ryan A. Allen | ... | Leroy | |
| Linus | ... | Jack | |
| Andrew Sears | ... | Bruno (as Ward Montgomery) | |
| Mink Stole | ... | Psychic | |
| Judy Tenuta | ... | Jayleen the Motel Lady | |
| Brian Grillo | ... | Tommy | |
| rest of cast listed alphabetically: | |||
| Don Allen | ... | Johnnie | |
| Ruby Boofont | ... | Ruby | |
| Vicky Boofont | ... | Vicky | |
| Alex Garner | ... | Colt | |
| Edward Hibbs | ... | Rodney | |
| Heather Meyer | ... | Mona | |
| Mr. Dan | ... | Crazy Foreign Lady | |
| David Sivits | ... | Sean | |
| Carl Strecker | ... | Carl | |
Directed by | |||
| Christian Calson | |||
Writing credits(in alphabetical order) | ||
| Christian Calson | ||
Produced by | |||
| Sandon Berg | .... | producer | |
| Christian Calson | .... | producer | |
| Christopher Griffin | .... | associate producer | |
| Shannon Kelley | .... | associate producer | |
| Raymond Murray | .... | executive producer | |
| Rich Wolff | .... | executive producer (as Richard Wolff) | |
Original Music by | |||
| Zach Archer | |||
Cinematography by | |||
| Gavin Kelly | |||
Film Editing by | |||
| Michael D. Akers | |||
Costume Design by | |||
| Damien Duran | |||
Makeup Department | |||
| Octavio Solis | .... | key hair stylist | |
| Octavio Solis | .... | makeup artist | |
Second Unit Director or Assistant Director | |||
| Andrew Sears | .... | first assistant director | |
Sound Department | |||
| Zach Archer | .... | sound editor | |
| Greg Papania | .... | sound mixer | |
Camera and Electrical Department | |||
| Carl Strecker | .... | camera operator: second unit | |
Thanks | |||
| Nicholas T. King | .... | special thanks | |
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The director, outfitted in chains and leather, warned the audience at the SF Frameline Film Festival Friday night that we were about to see an "experiental" film. Experimental? Leave the video camera on the back seat of the car, let the tape roll and edit in all the pointless dreck within eyesight. A meandering pastiche road show manqué that starts nowhere and takes the audience no place. The gratuitous violence that opens the movie drove more than one patron from the Castro theater. I would have left, too, but my cine-buddy needed a ride home and has this thing about seeing even the worse merde through to the end. By the time the lights came up the audience had thinned considerably. Tepid applause. Pro forma questions of the director who seemed pleased with the product. Avoid this film!