"Sexciting comedy that will have you in splits!!" was what the hoarding screamed outside. Inside, of course, it was a different story altogether - literally! So the only thing splitting was my headache!
Jason Wade is a dejected musician running away from his world, looking for adventure and self-realization, with his pooch as his sole companion. He ends up in a tiny town where he befriends a bar-girl, and lands a job as an extra hand in the household of one Mr Thatcher.
This guy, it seems, is a real bad one, as he goes about wasting all his inherited money in women and whiskey. Mrs Thatcher seduces our handsome hero and hatches a plot to do away with her hubby and claim half a million dollars in insurance money. The plan is supported by Wade's gal, who it seems has an old grudge with this guy whom everybody loves to hate.
The plan is undertaken and we discover the twist in the plot - this complete venture is planned by Mr Thatcher himself, with his wife as his accomplice. Thatcher would like to quit this town and go to Rio with the money from his own insurance policy. For that he needs a dead body, which he can suitably mutilate and that can later be presented as his body to the officials. And it seems Wade presents himself just in time for this plan to fall through. So, just as Wade is planning to murder him, Mr Thatcher is able to set the unsuspecting Wade to carry boxes of dynamite, which he blasts off with Wade still carrying them. Mission accomplished, or so it seems.
Retribution time folks, the divine type! For Wade is miraculously still alive. And Thatcher, while returning from Wade's bar-girl's place, who incidentally is also involved with Thatcher in more ways than one, sees a staggering Wade on the sides of the street. He completely loses his nerve and skids on the snow-covered streets, and dies in a ball of fire. The other two females are left to fend for themselves and then the wife shoots the girlfriend and slips down the stairs to her own death.
With a badly written plot and an extremely unassuming storyline, this flick is an absolute, painful non-starter. And worse, the sound seems to hiccup every few moments, all on its own. The actors seem to be out there against their own will and do a thoroughly uninspired job. Yung Felder (Wade), especially, seems to be in a daze throughout the flick!
The comedy, when present, is totally unintentional, and one may laugh in the vain
hope of redeeming the outing. Truly, one has to work really hard to sit out the
whole movie. Stay away for your own sake!