A Frenchman and his wife are vacationing around Twentynine Palms, and are driving through the desert going who-knows-where, to "repair" their relationship. A stop at a desert bar, where hubby gets drunk turns to disaster and she wacks him a few times with a lamp in a motel room. Now, she's on the run and doesn't know whether hubby is dead or just injured. Her guilt causes her to stop at a police station to confess, however, an investigation determines that he's not dead -- just hospitalized. And, she's not going back to him. Instead, she hitchhikes to Las Vegas. She gets a wonderful job and lives happily ever after... well, not exactly. You'll have to watch this one to see how well her choices go.

I basically watched this because it looked intriguing on Netflix streaming and Norman Reedus is in it. I didn't know anything else about it.This isn't like most other films. A slow drama, dialogue based, periods of time go by and we don't know how long. It just shows clips of things, like real life, but slow and atmospheric, kind of like how real life is.The acting and writing was well done. I enjoyed the performances. If you are a sucker for indie stuff like me that is done differently and well and not traditional Hollywood garbage then this may be up your alley.If you are looking for something fast or action packed then this is not the film for you.But I enjoyed it a lot.

There are just constant errors throughout the movie even though it tries to be realistic. The police are incompetent. The detective is even more incompetent and naive. The main character is an incompetent "spiritual french hippie" who constantly ACTS on FEEEEEEEELINGS over logic. Other errors include the nonsense and falsehood known as "depleted uranium" making someone sick. This is simply not true. There is no such sickness. There is no "radiation" that people get from "depleted uranium". It would be like getting radiation from tungsten or other heavy elements that aren't lead. People constantly shoot lead bullets and yet they don't get poisoned or irradiated. There is no SUCH THING. It's a hippie myth.The movie is basically about a sexually repressed woman who becomes a stupid slut and a hobo and leeches off of others. A few of the worst behaviors a woman can do in life. Living life through unplanned emotions/feelings/thrills. Making child-like decisions. Hurting other people along the way...She's not an adult. She's a child who cares about nothing but her own selfish feelings. There are also constant filming of Western/Mid-western American culture and portraying it as inbred, violent, and backwards, which yes there could be such characters but I don't know why the movie director or script writer decides to focus so closely on this.Characters in the movie keep doing illegal things or things that can get them fired and trying to make it seem "Oh it's OKAY and NORMAL."Then she finds spirituality and native Americans and other nonsense. The Native Americans are portrayed in their typical clichés as super-connected with spirits.This movie was written by children who have only had a few bad experiences with love.

Greetings again from the darkness. {Minor Spoiler} Remember that time you bashed your lover in the head with a lamp, left them bleeding on the floor, and then drove around for 3 days before turning yourself in to the police, confessing to what you assumed was a murder? And then remember how emotionally free you felt when it was discovered that not only was he/she alive, but they didn't even blame you for the head injuries? Well that's exactly what Diane Kruger's character, Romy, goes through during the first part of the film.Romy and her husband Richard (Gilles Lellouche) have traveled to the southwestern United States from their home in Paris. It's pretty clear that their hope is that this vacation will reignite the passion they once had and break them out of their marital slump. A few too many drinks at the bar leads to some unwanted amorous advances, and in the heat of the moment, Romy starts whacking Richard in the head with the lamp.Once she realizes that he survived and she's not going to spend her life in prison for murder, she also decides that she's not going to spend the rest of her life in a dead end marriage – a different kind of prison. Instead, she sets off on a journey of self-discovery. She even mentions how free she is, and can choose her own path.Her self-discover phase takes her to Las Vegas – courtesy of a truck driver played by Lou Diamond Phillips. Within a short period of time, she has befriended a lady (Laurene Landon) who wears a bunny suit in order to pose for pics with tourists. Romy borrows the bunny suit and meets a mysterious cowboy (Norman Reedus) named Diego. It's the relationship between Romy and Diego that dominates the final 2/3 of the film, and though they both create interesting characters, it's a bit of a letdown after the story's set up with the French husband.Lena Dunham has an odd turn as Diego's sister-in-law, and there is a dose of spirituality from Native Americans, but mostly this is Diane Kruger's movie. She seems to be enjoying the wide range of emotions while showing off her talents, and she keeps us interested enough to keep watching … even when the pace slows to a crawl.