my son, my son, what have ye done?

kinda not as good as one would think david lynch and herzog working together should be, but not a trainwreck of egos either.

salton sea, was so fucked up the first time i saw it i thought it'd be worth a revist. between heat and meth-noir with a fun yet absurd plot, val kilmer's just trainwrecked beyond repair. ponytail exchanging mann's always solid choice of cars and weapons with pacino until splatting is a long, long, time gone.

nick cage is so hideous, you can still cripple him in that new orleans keitel remake and he's physically capable of a solid leaving las vegas, the guy literally never turned down a gig and he's broke, he's delightfully as dumb as you want him to be based on appearance. kilmer's just too fat elvis to cough and doc holliday it up, useless.