I decided to write a review of this film while watching it, just to make sure the boring 112 minutes it takes to get through it are not a complete waste of time. This is sophomoric male fantasy, embarrassing in its stupidity. "Jesus Christ kid, that's an $1800 window," says Al as his new-found friend takes him on a shooting rampage. The entire film is one absurd and phony protestation after another from Al, followed by his gleeful compliance with every idiotic stunt of theft or vandalism the fool in the woods dreams up. Mid-life crisis? Mental breakdown? I don't know and the movie never prompts me to care. At this point in the film, people are seeing Jesus in a hamburger placard. Amusing? Now the two fools are getting beat up. I give up.

I avoided this movie at the time because it featured John Turturro. Boy was I wrong. This movie is a fine well-crafted story about-well nothing much. Just saving a man's life from utter meaningless. John Turturro plays an annoying executive who decides to lie to his wife-take a road trip-and perhaps find the meaning of life amongst a bunch of-well, "white trash". You could call it a Hero's Journey if you'all like. As soon as The Kid(Sam Rockwell) shows up, in his grimy buckskin outfit- this movie takes off. Screenwriters have a name for this: the inciting incident-whatever. Asking Sam Rockwell to play a hippie-backwoods kid with little future is like asking pigs to search for acorns. It just works. The writing and acting are just so relaxed and yet vital. This movie breathes. It flows. It floats-like Floatie Dupre(Catherine Keener) gently downstream-in the river of life.It is lazy. It just makes you grin. Ultimately, this is the story of one man, The Kid, reaching out to another man, Al Fountain(Turturro), in the confusing world we inhabit. This is a light movie-or rather a movie filled with light. This is one of Turturro's, and Rockwell's finest movies. Catherine Keener glows as a somewhat-dejected faerie-queen. This is a Hero's Journey, into the heart of not Southern darkness, but Southern kindness and Southern joy.A classic film-If you ask me.

Like a fairytale without the magic, or perhaps the magic without the actual presence of the fays, is of little or no consequence. The story is about the quest in search of one's true inner self, like an odyssey or some mystical adventure through the psyche, having the most unlikely of guides there to lead you. A middle-aged professional engineer, who seems to have lost sight of the most fundamental things in life, is exposed to a life changing, potentially enlightening experience. Whether or not he possesses the insight to recognize the true meaning of life in its most basic of elements, remains there the lesson of a wisdom inherent in the constant struggle between reality and possibility.Sometimes we become so wrapped up in the mundane, we lose ourselves and the only way to regain one's senses is to then distance ourself from the reality of things. Al Fountain is such a fellow, he meets the "Kid", a free-spirited, highly irresponsible dreamer who lives life in the moment with no apparent regard or respect for the consequences. Such a philosophy, or lack thereof, could drive a seemingly "normal" person to the brink of either insanity or epiphany, yet there appears to be a very fine line between the two. A thoroughly enjoyable Indie film.

This movie was by far the worst movie ('indie masterpiece' or otherwise) I've ever seen.Turturro - For Christ's sake, man! You were "da Jesus", you were Disco Bean! For crying out loud, what possibly motivated you to even give this script a second glance? It obviously wasn't the money.This film went nowhere and it went nowhere and it went nowhere and it went nowhere and it went nowhere and it went nowhere. Some more. By the end, I was seriously looking for Alan Smithee's name in the credits.I see Sam Rockwell's career really took off after this little number and poor Catherine Keener wasn't famous yet so she took what parts she could, I guess.Not quirky. Not cute. Not a humble slice of Americana, not a modern fable about a man getting through a mid-life crisis.CERTAINLY not a comedy. Unless perhaps unintentionally.Am I not getting the joke? Are all of these glowing comments just a clever ploy to get people to waste 112 minutes of their life by watching this movie continually bomb until the credits roll? If so, please - let me in on it. I swear to god I'll laugh in spite of myself. I promise.Life got you down? Feel like you're going nowhere? Then hey, check out Box of Moon Light. I swear by the end you'll want to kill yourself.