The Story:
An apparent serial killer wins the lottery when his mom discovers his winning lottery ticket. The only problem? The ticket belonged to his last victim. Now the killer is thrust into a new type of lifestyle and is able to marry the girl of his dreams, someone who looks just like all of his victims. Then when she walks in on her husband with another woman...
Choices have to be made.
Again, the black comedy potential of this film is only briefly realized in far too few scenes.
Watching Colin Hanks, from a distance every bit seeming like his dad, he is a great, underutilized actor in Hollywood. Perhaps the curse of being his father's son relegates him to smaller films and bit parts, but he always does a great job.
Unfortunately, the buy-in that he is a serial killer is rather forced, with little to no explanation whatsoever. Sure he kills because he cannot get the girl he wants, but then why does he start again? It's a leap, that mostly forces the 3rd act to get started.
That is where the humor truly begins to shine through, but it's too little, too late.
It is available for streaming on Netflix as of this writing, but I cannot thoroughly endorse the film.
This falls in with the first movies of the year that weren't awful, but they weren't great.
They were simply... to quote my honey... "meh".
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