I doubt the producers intended to make a comedy, but I laughed very hard at this movie each time I saw or heard the "Bronson" imposter. He makes the Elvis impersonators look dignified. But its not just Bronzi's fault. The so-called writers and producers are also pretending--to be writers and producers.
This is a very strange movie. The viewer is dragged along as a seemingly omniscient "Bronson" keeps appearing at active crime scenes that he should have no way of knowing about. No one ever bothers to explain how he knew. Also, "Bronson" is the sugardaddy of a woman who doesn't know him, giving her bundles and bundles of hundred dollar bills throughout the movie. No one ever bothers to explain how a man with no obvious source for any money could afford to do this, either. That's basically the entire movie.
Just minutes before the movie ends, when the viewer realizes nobody bothered to write any plot, the viewer is informed that "Bronson" felt guilty about having inadvertently crippled a young girl years prior in a shoot-out gone wrong, and has been pursuing a criminal whom he failed to kill ever since. The movie then abruptly ends with "Bronson" leaving a photo of the crippled girl to torment that criminal, whom he left to die as vengeance. There is a major logical hole with this ending of leaving behind the photo; it implicates the crippled daughter's mother in the murder. To be clear, the writers, producers, and "Bronson" never intended to implicate the mother, but I mention it so you understand just how irrational this movie is.
If you have just over an hour of time to kill, I highly recommend this short movie, as long as you understand you are watching it only to discover how bad a movie can be.
This is a very strange movie. The viewer is dragged along as a seemingly omniscient "Bronson" keeps appearing at active crime scenes that he should have no way of knowing about. No one ever bothers to explain how he knew. Also, "Bronson" is the sugardaddy of a woman who doesn't know him, giving her bundles and bundles of hundred dollar bills throughout the movie. No one ever bothers to explain how a man with no obvious source for any money could afford to do this, either. That's basically the entire movie.
Just minutes before the movie ends, when the viewer realizes nobody bothered to write any plot, the viewer is informed that "Bronson" felt guilty about having inadvertently crippled a young girl years prior in a shoot-out gone wrong, and has been pursuing a criminal whom he failed to kill ever since. The movie then abruptly ends with "Bronson" leaving a photo of the crippled girl to torment that criminal, whom he left to die as vengeance. There is a major logical hole with this ending of leaving behind the photo; it implicates the crippled daughter's mother in the murder. To be clear, the writers, producers, and "Bronson" never intended to implicate the mother, but I mention it so you understand just how irrational this movie is.
If you have just over an hour of time to kill, I highly recommend this short movie, as long as you understand you are watching it only to discover how bad a movie can be.