Burt Reynolds narrates this pastiche crime drama in a faux documentary fashion.
The tale of a troubled institutionalised teenage girl (Emily Browning) who meets a deranged, part Indian Jack (Luke Grimes) in a rehab centre and go on a killing spree in 1974 which would culminate in them going to Los Angeles to kill Elvis Presley (Ron Livingston) who himself is driven to doubts as he prepares for his upcoming concerts.
The film seems to retread Terrence Malick's Badlands but is not as involving, nor is it nihilistic or darkly comical as Oliver Stone's Natural Born Killers. With the appearance of Elvis, it also reminds you of True Romance. All three are far superior films.
Despite its derivative origins, director Eddie O'Keefe has nothing new to add, apart from delivering a nasty brutal and idiotic film.
