This unbearably self-consciously “quirky” movie about a nondescript mattress salesman seems to lie somewhere on the line between “Napoleon Dynamite” and “Slackers”. It desperately wants to be a “cult favorite”. “Quirky” characters speak in non-sequiturs, give overwrought philosophical answers to questions like “how does your day look?”, and name-drop obscure celebrities in conversations that go absolutely nowhere. And that’s just the first 20 minutes, because after that I assumed the title was honest and gave the rest of the movie a miss. I bet it was filmed in Austin.
