wurd

since i was still having serious bouts with migraine over the past week, i went for an expectedly silly flick to while away my woes over tasks at hand. i watched Weirdsville, starring Scott Speedman and Wes Bentley… a chopsuey about 2 hallucinogenic buddies who are chased by mafia-type gangs, to whom they owe money from and satan-monger quasi cultists looking for sacrificial lambs, whom they met while trying to bury their supposedly dead female friend. along the way, they also met a host of fratmen-acting midgets and a well-off family dealing with the head of the family's freak accident.

to my surprise, the resulting chopsuey was an eclectic mix of entertaining cinema. the mtv-esque surreal junkie visions and obvious, stupid and out-of-this world happenings fleshed out a wurd comical flick. i like the idea of blending shots of Dexter skating in the snow covered streets of Ontario to depict his ecstasy from being high and all, with unexpected twists and characters. the fast-paced depiction of indirectly connected events makes you anticipate the next turn of events, no matter how bizarre these may be. what helped the movie to withstand the stupid stance from the onset was the believable rapport from Speedman and Bentley. their Dexter and Royce may be the regular junkies built on Hollywood standards, but the timing and their effective delivery of the smartly-written dialog and the way they relate with each other aided the movie's not too serious perspective, as seriousness was the last of the movie's aims.

one IMDB entry summarized it aptly: "By turns genuinely engaging and laugh out loud funny, Weirdsville is daft but brilliant."