Rusty is 24 and it feels like he's been trying to beat up the whole world the last 10 years. Which more or less coincides with when he met trouble, aka his best friend Dallas (Caan). They beer 'n' brawl, but they both know something's got to give. Difference being, Rusty (Hatosy) hankers for the rodeo life; Dallas figures ripping off the local drug baron (his boss) is the smarter play. It's a West Coast Mean Streets, in other words, except that Harvey Keitel never consulted the psychiatrist who's boffing his mom (Lynch). Caan's directorial debut is eager to please, with flashy montage sequences, lots of colourful character bits (Van Lauren stands out as a Jew called Christian), black humour and a punk/blues score from the likes of Soledad Brothers and White Stripes.