This movie goes to show that even Morgan Freeman can strike out, and make a bad film. This is unadulterated crap. I kept waiting for it to improve, and saw it simply wasn't going to, so I turned it off.
The story seemed a fine one: a parody of actors: Freeman plays an actor who hasn't made a film in four years, and is driven to a supermarket to research his role. Right off, the cursing was gratuitous, as if tossing in curse words made the film better. It didn't.
The film centers on two strangers, an actor preparing for an upcoming role and a cashier. Through circumstance, the two end up driving around Los Angeles together while having a number of conversations about life and exploring the differences and similarities between their worlds.
I didn't get quite that far. I could not abide watching it. Crap. One star for Freeman being in it.
