the story proceeds in fits and starts, with so many choppily edited scenes that it feels like key pieces are missing; Stahl seems to be having fun; and the rest of the performances are stilted. Even the cinematography (by Keith Dunkerley) is subpar
Janusz Kaminski takes a similarly dour, no-nonsense approach to what could be a cheerfully all-nonsense story -- as if stripping junk food of its fat -- and this "American Dream" dies somewhere in the impasse