The Most Fun I've Ever Had With My Pants On

What's this about? About 95 minutes, that's what! And it feels like about 195! It's no mystery how they got funding for this inane piece of bunk: The title and the locations! The clever, catchy title harkens back to some- thing I swear I read from Woody Allen decades ago, but I could be wrong. I know it's been around for a long, long time.

The locations are spectacular: The Mojave, with its astonishing wind eroded rocks; Sedona, with its incomparable red rock formations; Route 66, with its prickly pear and ocotillo cacti; a Pow wow with its inevitable tourists; White Sands, New Mexico, where our heroine does snow angels in the sand; and Austin, Texas with it's beautiful river and handsome downtown. But nothing ever happens at any of these places.

In this 2012 Seattle International Film Festival submission from the U.S., we have two young women on a trek from Los Angeles to Austin, to spread the ashes of one's father along the way. Their idea of fun is to shoplift unnecessary items, have a "gun battle" using stolen fireworks, engage in vacuous conversations while smoking an endless supply of pot, and consider the possibility of being lesbians while one of them, an actress, prepares for an audition.

The best part of the entire film was the opening blank screen with Willie Nelson singing an a cappella version of Swing Low, Sweet Chariot. It went downhill as soon as the song faded out.

Please save yourself the 95 minutes. I'll never get mine back!

BTW, this film was the LEAST liked film at the Seattle International Film Festival...out of almost 500 films!