I had to tick the spoiler box even though I'm convinced it would be difficult to spoil something as grim and tiresome as this. A cast of fine, talented actors convincingly portray... Tattooed greasy haired illiterates killing each other over some filthy lucre. Rockwell's bearded, sweaty, unintelligible,(though unflinchingly accurate) protagonist is about as much fun to watch as a home video of someone's colonoscopy. The forests of Canada do an interesting though slightly confusing job of standing in for... West Virginia? The endless rain and grey skies quickly inform us that "This is a darkly realistic thriller" or some such, and you can feel your brow furrowing to match that of the hero. Without doubt, the film's crowning glory is its symbolic end scene: Sam Rockwell digs himself a hole so deep that he can't climb out, and after an interminable amount of time, he drags another actor down into the pit with him, and slowly dies....
Of boredom.
Of boredom.