Something the cat dragged in -- a scruffy but not unappealing little movie, by Gus Van Sant, Jr., about a two-man, two-woman team of dope fiends who burglarize pharmacies to feed their habit. Its main tenor of amorphous, improvisational realism, its intermittent eruptions of high style and experimentation (the Wellesian camera angle, the hallucinatory montage updated from 1940), its bumbling approach to comedy -- all this is ingratiating rather than really convincing, effortful rather than really effective. And each of the three cited tendencies clashes with and chips away at the others. Starring Matt Dillon, Kelly Lynch, James Remar, and (novelist and drug guru) William Burroughs, who seems to want to expand the dimensions of a cameo role, expand his number of minutes on screen, simply by re-punctuating it: "Nar. Cot. Ics. Have. Been. Sys. Tem. Attic. Ly. Scape. Goated. And. Demon. Ized." (1989) — Duncan Shepherd
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