The title comes from a Soundgarden song: 'I'm looking California and feeling Minnesota.' Unfortunately, the movie pretty much looks Minnesota too: drab, flat, and overcast (in both senses). There are germs of interest in director Baigelman's screenplay: a shotgun wedding in which Diaz is forcibly married off to accountant D'Onofrio by the local mob bigwig (Lindo) as a kind of incentive payment - she ends up humping her husband's tearaway brother (Reeves) during the reception. They take to the road, but foolishly come back for the money. The movie strains for cool, but the result's something of a mess.