Let's see...Jim Belushi with the worst Texas accent imaginable. A time machine that only lets ya go back about 20 minutes at a whack. A trip across the dustlands of rural Texas, and a Shrink who shoots up about a hundred magazines and never hits a bloody thing she is aiming it.
When you have 90 minutes of blank film, and about 7 minutes of plot, this is what you get. How many times can one watch minor permutations on the exact scene before slumber ensues, and the brain glazes over.
This could have been so much more, but a promising cast, and a promising premise have been totally wasted in a sea of car stunts and shoot-em-up. Even as a two dollar rental this puppy is a bust!
