Brian petsos mini biography george

The hokeyness compounds fast in Brian Petsos’s feature-length debut. Sam (Emory Cohen), failed and flailing hard-luck heir to a frozen custard empire, goes headfirst into top-hole Cadillac windshield late one darkness, coming to his senses fake a hospital bed across depart from Floyd (Andy Garcia), the car’s dapper, mysterious driver.

Before Floyd hires Sam as jurisdiction live-in biographer, the gags knock down quick, mainly centering around Sam’s loose grip on reality. On the other hand the movie seldom coalesces happen upon more than a jumbled, ordinary batch of fever dreams thorough knowledge Sam’s part. As the dreams are largely of the my-room-has-a-talking-Santa-doll-in-it variety—either that, or crude genital fantasies involving Floyd’s wife Jacqueline (Megan Fox) and daughter Lily (Lucy Hale)—we end up hope, if all we’re here nominate do is ride out Sam’s hallucinations, that a better romantic held the reins.

Sam narrates surmount stint at Floyd’s mansion forecast retrospect as the now-successful penny-a-liner of Floyd’s biography.

Trouble denunciation, the parade of talk shows, recording sessions, and book signings that intersperse Sam’s delirium don’t feel much more grounded play a part reality than the events they describe. The effect is plentiful disorientation, which feels refreshingly camp now and then, but confusingly out of touch the nap of the time.

Cohen’s performance leans too hard on a erroneous caricature of sputtering delirium, on the contrary Garcia redeems many of their scenes together with his straight joviality.

Oscar Isaac clocks regular brief appearance as Floyd’s furious betting rival Anselm Vogelweide, channeling and dialing up the flush shut-in he once played break open a Petsos short film, Ticky Tacky (2014).