Ten years ago, this might have been funny. Time and recent events have not been kind and have reduced this to a painfully tone-deaf polemic that educates no one, enlightens no one, and does more harm than good.
Frank (Joel Murray) is a sad-sack middle-aged divorced dad in a dead-end job, plagued by inconsiderate neighbors and chronic migraines. He is trying to woo the receptionist (Brendalyn Richard) at work but his misplaced attention causes him to be fired for sexual harassment, then his doctor (Dan Spencer) tells Frank his headaches are caused by an inoperable brain tumor. Pissed off, alone, and despondent, Frank decides to do the world a favor by murdering a spoiled reality show teen queen named Chloe (Maddie Hasson) before killing himself, only to have his suicide interrupted by Chloe's bloodthirsty little classmate Roxy (Tara Lynne Barr). Roxy convinces Frank that there are many selfish, rude, inconsiderate people that deserve to die and the unlikely duo start a cross-country murderous road trip.
This very clearly wanted to be the successor to Natural Born Killers but after Charlottesville, Heather Hayer, the Las Vegas concert shooting, and oh yeah, an armed insurrection attempt in the halls of the Capitol, seeing a pair of entitled white people gun down anyone they feel is inferior to them just feels in poor taste.
And make no mistake, Frank is the definition of entitled. He whines about how we as a country have lost our civility, and pander to our worst excesses while also refusing to see himself as part of the problem. Sending someone you like some flowers to cheer them up is nice, but finding their address in the HR records is crossing a line and should have consequences. Any valid points he might bring up are instantly negated by his attitude of "the world should change to fit my view with no effort on my part."
Roxy is just as bad, a fake woke "progressive" who thinks all NASCAR fans should be summarily executed for being trashy and can't see the irony in her hatred of right-wing conservatives. But at least she's just a teenager. Shitty extreme opinions not based in fact are practically a requirement.
I feel bad for Bobcat Goldthwait. I like him as a comedian and he's generally a very good writer. This is going to be one for the ash-heap of history, I'm afraid. It's currently streaming on Tubi.
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