This movie suffers from the same disease that many European films seem to have, and that's trying really, really hard to have an American flavour, in this case a pointless road movie of two completely dim witted characters, one of which is the guy, a red mohawk toting drunkard and drug addict, and a completely hot, leggy Scandinavian blonde who listens to techno music and dresses in tight, revealing clothes.
Everything about the characters seemed so fake to me. A dangerous underground drug scene in Iceland?? Right...next time I'm there I'll make sure to stay off the mean streets of Reykjavik. Somebody said that the style is very Tarantino-esque, and I'd have to agree. And what was with that big ugly leather studded shotgun toting ape?? Now, I'm not Icelandic and have never been there, but these rejects in the film really don't seem like the type of people you would find in an isolated country like that, but I could be wrong, after all, if a freak like Bjork can come from there, anything's possible.
The acting was more or less nonexistent, and the dialogue was so bad that it seemed like it was being made up as they went along.
I only liked two things about this movie; 1) it was a rare opportunity to see much of Iceland, a country that gets almost no attention (and in this case, the scenery that was shown wasn't even all that interesting), and 2) the lead actress was a completely gorgeous blonde with a body to die for and sexy clothes that made sure that you would notice. Since I caught this movie on late night cable I naturally assumed "oh wow, a hot model in an artsy-fartsy tries-so-hard-to-be-hip European teenager road movie...that means lots of explicit sex and nudity!". I swear that's the only thing that kept me watching this terrible movie, and guess what?? Even in that aspect I was let down. You get to see her lounge around a lot in a black bra and thong, but I only saw one lousy sex scene and in that they didn't even show anything! What a waste of talent!
