Earmarks of American independent cinema: a Tom Waits song behind the credits, the presence on screen of Christopher Walken (a quadriplegic ganglord) and Steve Buscemi (a hitman nicknamed Mr. Shush). Scott Rosenberg's overspiced dialogue ("Girls who glide need guys who make them thump") is so idiom-heavy it is often hard to follow, but it doesn't totally disguise the cockamamie plot: Mr. Big's son has been arrested for "grabbing itty-bitty titty" (trans., child molestation), so Mr. Big turns to Jimmy the Saint with a plan to cure the problem by scaring off the current boyfriend of the molester's former fiancé. (Sure thing.) Jimmy, a fallen seminarian with a legit business called Afterlife Advice (videotaping deathbed words of wisdom for surviving family members), recruits a crew of screwballs and then is thunderstruck when the plan goes haywire. A few muffled chuckles and fragrant whiffs of existentialism, but the procedure of nudging the odd and the weird toward the conventional and the traditional is the wrong way around. With Andy Garcia, Gabrielle Anwar, William Forsythe, Treat Williams, Christopher Lloyd, Bill Nunn, Jack Warden, Fairuza Balk; directed by Gary Fleder. (1995) — Duncan Shepherd
This movie is not currently in theaters.