Big Trouble

Every once in a while we get a film of this rare and musing genre. Take all the low-rent character actors and comedians around Hollywood, put them into a script with nearly as many improbable twists as actors, then narrate it by one of the characters involved complete with color commentary, and you get a funny flick with everyone chasing after something, in this case a large metal suitcase.

Here's just a quick summary of some of the things involved. A man with a lousey job and an even lousier Geo, his son more concerned about a game of Killer (didn't that go out with the 80's?) with a girl, the girl's mother married to a hateful man that's connected up with a source of income of questionable legality, two hitmen having a very bad day involving the stupidity of Gator fans, a man that looks like Jesus with a thing for Fritos, a dull-witted cop played by a certain actor that still thinks he's on The Tick, the cop's female partner who's a better man then he is, two Feds one of which seems to be channeling Rosey Greer, two very stupid ex-inmates who's idea of humor is armpit noises and coughed explatives, the Discovery Channel, a lovely maid, an ugly dog, a psychadelic toad nearly as big as the dog, the head of Martha Stewart, and the aformentioned metal suitcase.

What?! You need something more then that list to get you to see this thing? Did I mention it ends with a bang?