A son is stuck with caring for his Alzheimer victim father, a former professor who can now barely communicate. Depressed and struggling to make ends meet, an old buddy tries to get him to ...
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After a run-in with the law, an angry maladjusted young man starts calling himself "Hate". One night he saves a girl from a lusty Assistant District Attorney. He falsely accuses them of robbery, so they go on the run and make things worse.
Kevin Michael Richardson
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A son is stuck with caring for his Alzheimer victim father, a former professor who can now barely communicate. Depressed and struggling to make ends meet, an old buddy tries to get him to become a pusher. He gets further drawn in by a wild girl for whom he does procure drugs and gets involved in a wild sexual relationship. All of these factors weigh on the man until the inevitable conclusion is reached.Written by
John Sacksteder <firstname.lastname@example.org>
Like a lot of indie films, it doesn't seem to know what it's about, but it has a nice understated tension that keeps it from being dull. The main thread is about a young man caring for his disabled father. Everything else is a jumble of tangents--his fling with a female artist looking for kicks, his dead-ender street buddy, his run-ins with the cop on the block, his attempts at school and a career, his brief job as a drug dealer. None of these quite make sense, since the son clearly can't afford to leave his father alone for even an instant, given dad's tendency to nearly fall down elevator shafts and wander outside in his wheelchair. Scott Caan channels much of his real father's (James) charm, and I wonder if this was originally intended as a vehicle for them both. Leo Burmester gibbers and drools effectively, though you wish he had more lucid flashbacks. The film meanders without a plan, much like its protagonist, but the threads pull together enough for a "holy s--t" ending. End result is that it deserves to be better known, at least for the performances by Caan and the late great Burmester.
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