Well, I have to be honest and say that I took notes for about half an hour, then just threw the notepad into the air with a cry of dismay. I knew by then that this movie was going nowhere, and couldn't possibly have any payoff that would warrant one's devoted and conscientious viewing attention. Make that bitter end. This only helped in the respect that I was shocked to see Eric Roberts, the film's leading man, also listed as co-producer. The wonderment of it all only deepened within me.
Camera holds for what seems like minutes.
Finally the credits begin. Roberts standing on a hill overlooking ocean. Talks to Frenchman about how pissed off he is. Girl carrying long knife to cut down weeds on hillside approaches. Frenchman drinks from cocktail glass.