Fast forward to August 2025

Am I really in business?

(Firstly, yes. But sometimes it feels like I’m just pretending—like it’s just another image in my mind that doesn’t match up to reality.)

When we decided to move to a new state and start over, it seemed like the perfect time to go into business for ourselves.

We had a plan. We had the money. All we needed to do was do it. Or so we thought.

I have the skills required and found within myself that drive I hadn’t seen in over a decade. I was all-in. My wife was all-in. And we had a good backup plan, with a timetable to take away all the stress. Or so we thought.

Life is funny. God is funny. As soon as you make a decision—a good one—that’s when life starts to push you, to stretch you. It’s as if to say, “You’ve got it all figured out, do you? We’ll see about that.”

So, the challenges began coming our way on day one.

(Now, before you get to thinking this is a downer… Well, it is if you let it be. That is the point. As you’ll note from the title, Am I really in business?, the answer depends on what you (I, in this case) decide. Read on.)

I won’t list the challenges in full. I couldn’t if I tried. Instead, I’ll paint a picture that I hope will have meaning for both the established and seasoned entrepreneur as well as the first-time business folks (like me) who have never done this before and don’t come from a business background.

At the time of this life change, my wife and I were in our early 40s:

My wife, having been the career-minded breadwinner in our relationship, the one with education and a solid work ethic driven by having type 1 diabetes since she was eight years old, knows how to survive the corporate world because she has had to, in order to have health insurance and a comfortable wage—enough for the house, the picket fence, and so on.

And then there’s me, an emotionally burned-out Asperger’s case who has basically lived by the grace of others all my life. I never minded it before, though. I had been working in my trade in a small way for roughly 15 years, and though I know the work inside and out, how much I know about the business is still a mystery being uncovered and learned.

Neither of us had ever owned or run a business before. Working for others is always easier than taking on all the risk yourself. It’s a good gig if you aren’t driven to something more—which was the case for me most of my life.

Neither of us went to business school. I myself never attended K-12 regularly and ended up getting my GED at 23 so I could take classes at community college. At first, I pursued an associate’s degree in psychology, but after realizing the number of years’ worth of general education credits I’d have to catch up on, I decided college was better spent on other personal interests.

I spent my twenties working part-time and taking a variety of classes on theater, writing, health, and anything that struck me as fun whenever I could. I tried to maximize my learning with speed reading, but my dyslexia and ADD proved too much to overcome at the time.

Eventually, I settled into a job working as a line cook at a pool hall, where I ended my five or so years there as a manager in title only (right before the place closed down due to mismanagement). Luckily, it was through that pool hall that I met the artists who mentored me as a framer and taught me the trade I now hinge my life on.

My wife was on an upward career path shortly after we began dating. She made better money than me, and it just never made sense to do anything other than support her career opportunities as they came up. It was a minimal-risk, big-reward trajectory most of the time—but as things eventually began not paying off and demanding more, we found ourselves wanting a new dynamic.

In 2024, our little dog passed away. That winter, my wife’s corporate life ground to a somewhat shocking halt, and she took a new job with a pay cut. She liked the job and settled in fine, but that little dog left a hole in our lives. Sometime after his death, we decided to sell the house and seek out a new start.

I was done working part-time, and my health was failing. I did not handle the loss well. We sold ASAP, packed up our remaining elderly dog, and hit the road. Truth be told, I just couldn’t live there anymore—we had this peach tree… Turbo (R.I.P.) loved that tree. I had to cut it down the year before because he had taken to eating the pits.

We closed on our new property on October 2 that same year. Sight unseen.

The challenges:

The car broke down mid-trip. Dropped 10k on a replacement in the middle of nowhere. A trailer burned up on the return trip and had to be abandoned on the road. The house looked good in pictures but needed immediate work—another 6k, plus a lot of effort spent remodeling (this wasn’t hired out). A variety of other expenses and time spent riding out heavy rain over the winter months… rural living stuff. Oh, and the best derailment of all: a welcome surprise baby on the way. (There goes the budget.)

Still having health and back problems, losing my helper for physical labor just pushed everything back. Before we knew it, it was spring, and we still had no shop.

My wife was able to take her job remote, so that helped—but they fired her a month before the baby was due (another massive dent in the budget, which was barely enough to get through the summer months). And for the kicker? Within a month of my wife getting fired, our 16-year-old pup took ill and had to be put down.

It’s been quite a roller coaster. And I haven’t even gone over the business side of it all. (Perhaps that’s another post.)

A few weeks after we settled here (early December), a small kitten emerged out of the rain. He had followed home one of our cats that we brought as kittens from Utah (unable to rehome before we left). He was starving and instantly took to me and one of the other cats.

I prayed, “Lord, what am I supposed to do with this?” Not realizing (how could I?) what this little cat signified for our new life here. The answer came back plain as day: “Love him.” I sighed and agreed.

The cat quickly took to fighting a stray and got chased up a tree.

I climbed the tree to save him.

The cat got in a fight with a wild thing and had bites taken out of his side.

I took him to the vet and had him patched up, fixed, and vaccinated.

He sleeps in our bed, gets fleas, and brings critters inside at night… But he’s the best cat ever. Totally worth it.

So, am I in business?

I’m still sorting out suppliers, still looking for clients, worrying that sales won’t be enough—that orders will get behind. I still have tools the shop needs, can’t afford to hire the help I need, and have production issues that need to be ironed out and finalized…

F#@k yeah, I’m in business! All that other stuff… That was just the first year. We made a five-year plan.

Refocusing of Talents

After giving me my blessing the Patriarch said something along the lines of what he felt a part of the message meant: that I am indeed supposed to be sharing my experiences and that I have a lot to say that can be of help to multitudes (specifically the youth.)

To that end I am refocusing what I do online and what I write about. 

My writing has always been erratic and without focus– you should see the state of my novel– but now I think I have been given a focus that will be useful. I'm still figuring out exactly what that looks like, but the start of it is just to keep speaking up.

I wrote a letter to the youth a few years back. I've written on spiritual and mental traps I've fallen into. I've written on dispair and mental illness. My latest work I am seaking help to finish is on how to be a man– not a modern man or cliché of the image of a man, but simple truths I've discovered are traits of manhood I aspire to embody– things I've discovered through example of others to be the godly traits of men.

I sent it to some one on a whim– a desparate attempt to have it picked up by some one who might run with it. I know now that I am supposed to finish it. (Still, I really hope that person reads it and reaches out, because I have no idea how to do this.)

Anyway, more to come on this account and substack. I'll never paywall important things for money. I'll always try to be available for replies. I really just want people to know there is hope, God loves you personally, there is a path for you to him. If I can help anyone find their way I will be extremely pleased in that I was of use to the Lord's purpose. 

That's all for now. 

The cost of salvation?

Lot of people out there thinking Jesus requires only lipservice and a changed heart.

Remember that rich guy who didn't give up his riches?

Jesus requires everything. Salvation requires everything.

That means all your efforts, time, resources, thoughts; past, present, future.

Noodle that out. The rich man wasn't "saved" was he. Did he live his life out in wealth and then before he died give all his money away? Did that save him?

Perhaps.

But when Christ called him he denied the Lord. He refused him for the sake of the kingdoms of the world. An entire life then spent in that sin; how many souls might he have influenced had he followed when asked? What is his price of repentance?

Christ requires works. He required it of his Apostles. He required it of almost all he blessed with miracles. He requires it of you.

Peter, "the rock" was charged with building his church.

James & John required to leave their nets and follow him.

The blind man required to wash before his sight restored.

The rich man...

The Israelites passsover

Lot & his family, Samson, David, Moses, Joseph, all had blessing given or taken from them because of actions they chose to take in the name of the Lord or against his name.

Abraham!

Yet, people today say "I am saved" because they confess His name to absolve their sins, yet give nothing of their lives to him in return- or worse, think doing so is of some charity of their heart to the Lord and not required by him.

Yes, Christ died for all; to have the oportunity to embrace the ever lasting. He did not give you grace. It comes with a bargain- a price beyond the reasons He died on the cross. Jesus paid the Father. You must pay the Christ, and what he asks is everything in his name.

The ENTIRE Bible tells this narrative over and over. And there are countless promises recorded in it of God's covenanted gifts to any who will simply do the work.

The idea that Jesus died so therefore "you're good" is a bastardized teaching of the fallen church of the dark ages, when the words of God's prophets were kept secret  by "holy" men who interpreted them for the masses. It is the longest lasting lie perpetrated by the very forces who murdered the Holy Prophets  who walk as Apostles with Christ.

Sorry gang, but works ARE  required. It is a lazy mind that thinks otherwise. The scriptures are full of examples of God requiring works before glory & grace. It isn't a given by the cross.

What is given by the cross is a much deeper doctrine than salvation alone. Yes, it is crucial to it but Christ did not suffer and die for just this. But that is another post.

Rules for Men

Rule Number 1: Cowboy up

There are times in life when things just aren't fair, people don't treat you right, and luck isn't going your way. It's in these times that you can tell how deep the a is being tested and what's beneith his surface appearence.

Rule Number 2: Crying

A man cries tears of joy. He cries tears of profound gratitude or sadness. But he never cries for himself.

A man doesn't whine and lament the wrong doings of others with crocadile tears in his eyes.

Rule Number 3: Pain is a challenge

When faced with any kind of pain, be it sincere enough to bring tears to a man's eyes or of the physical kind, the man sees this not as a setback, but as a step forward. With pain comes the oportunity to grow and overcome challenges of life. A man looks at pain as an enemy, a friend, a leader; a necessary adversary to the boy.

Rule Number 4: A man needs a woman

Every man needs a woman in his life. At times this role will be provided by a mother or sister, and at times a friend; but no woman will ever be as valuable to a man as his wife. And a man without a wife runs the risk of falling back into boyhood.

Rule Number 5: The Protector

A man protects the weak and innocent. 

Rule Number 6: No splitting hairs

A simple statement given by a man should be conscise enough to be clearly understood by his peers. Men do not mince words. They do not hide their intent in obscurety or vague statements. No, when a man speaks, his words are to be well thought out and complete. If it is not correct a man should not say it; nor should he repeat poorly constructed statements of partial truths without filling in the whole to correctness.

Rule Number 7: Gossip & Chatterboxes

A man does not suffer fools to fill the air with chatter unbecoming of themselves or others. He does not gossip. 

Rule Number 8: A man speaks to what he knows

There are a great many things a man is expected to know, one of which is to not speak on things he knows nothing about. Having an opinion is often overrated when the subject is outside a man's particular studies. Expressing an uninformed opinion for any reason but to ask it as a question to one who has an expertise in the matter is the action of a child.

Rule Number 9: A man asks questions

It is often said that there's no such thing as a stupid question. This is not true. But a man who never asks the stupid questions will have his opinions formed by stupid assumptions. So ask them. Learn.

Rule Number 10: There are no stupid questions

Yes, I know, you're thinking rule 10 is in conflict with rule 9 aren't you? Well you'd be wrong.

When in leadership there are no stupid questions from those you are expected to lead. A man in leadership should be approachable (through propper channels) to be asked almost anything, by anyone.

If you want those you are leading to be stupid tell them to keep their stupid questions to themselves.

If you want those you lead to be wise and well informed, and proficient in what they do, gake time to flesh out every stupid question (on the propper subjects) they have.

Rule Number 11: A man must recognize the caveats

Things are spoken in a context. A man is required to discern the context of a given statement and apply that knowledge to his thinking and response. Not doing so is dishonest.

The context matters. And from a propper context, a man can infere correctly any caveats in a given statement that are required for adepth understanding and rebuttle.

Rule Number 12: Kindness

Generally speaking, a man is kind. He is kind to his enemies. He is kind to his family. He is kind to animals. He is kind to himself.

A man must be kind to maintain honesty and perspective.

Rule Number 13: Hell & Righteous fire

Hell on earth is an angry man. While a man can be angry for good reason it is always best to have righteous indignation over anger. A man's wrath should be that of heaven, not of hell.

To know and master the difference makes a wise man.

Rule Number 14: The Cross

A man is ready to be a martyr. A weak man is unsure enough in his convictions that he will not die for his cause. A strong man will not even think of his life when it comes to his convictions, and he will die before he wavers.

Rule Number 15: Choose you battles

A man may not know what he will lay his life on the line for until it arises, if he has never considered losing it. Cowards are chosen, often because they never choose, while the brave and wise will position themselves according to their values. Both will fight in the end, but only fools & cowards will wonder what for.

Rule Number 16: To fight

A man will fight for something. Boys just fight. If there is no objective to be achieved there is no chance of winning.

Rule Number 17: Win or Lose

Men compete. It is a healthy and nessicary activity. It is also inherent. Men will compete, if not with eachother then with themselves, with their spouse, their children, their friends, strangers etc. Having a healthy and open competition is a vital requirement for being a man.

With competition comes stakes. If there are no stakes the competition simply becomes boyish fighting. Fighting is for children.

Rule Number 18: Grace

When a man wins he is graceful. He is thankful for the challenge he has overcome and benevolent to the loser. Whether it is an enemy in war or a friendly sport, a man is required to be graceful in victory. 

In war he is expected to tend the wound of the fallen, honor the dead, and treat his captives with dignity and love.

In sport, a man who wins should accept the congratulations of an oponent just as gracefully and with as much humility as if he were congratulating his victor.

In losing a man should be humble and contrite.

In war he should offer grace to his enemy, even as a captive. He should be grateful when his wounds are bound and offer himself where he is useful to the mending of the injured in battle. And while a man is under no obligation to be of use in the enemy's war efforts, a man should carry himself with pride in his labors and honor himself and his countrymen in all that is asked of him, but never betray his convictions.

In sport an man is humbled by a loss and grateful to the victor. He should congratulate the winners with grace and love.

And in all scenarios, win or lose, a man is expected to learn from his mistakes and from the performances of his oponents, to better himself.

Rule Number 19: Love

A man must love. He must learn the actions of it as well as the inner emotions and exhibit them where apropriate. He need not be a bundle of joy or overtly lovable in any way, but to those he is required to care for he must be available to give and recieve love.

Rule Number 20: Keep going

A man knows times will be tough. He keeps going, because for every tough time there's an equally easy one. For every ugly, depressing day there's a beautiful, bright and sunny one, full of joy. A man keeps on going tbrough those darker times because he knows it's gonna be worth it later. He knows pain brings growth if he can just get past it.

Which brings us to...

Rule Number 21: No man is an island

It doesn't matter who you are: a man needs somebody. He can't go it alone for all the rules I've listed above. And just as a man needs all these things, is expected to be all these things, he also needs and expects them from others. There's nothing a man should require of others that he's not willing to give of himself. When a man's alone he has nothing to require of others, and thus nothing to require of himself.

Rule Number 22: Faith

A man without God is lost. He is callus and cold. Having faith seperates the men from the boys. Boys will always have their mothers to answer to. Men will answer to God. That might be a subtle distictions, but a good man will fear the wrath of both his mother and God, because he recognizes that he's a child of both. Boys might fear their mothers, but to them God is just a fairy tale.

Rule Number 23: Work

A man works. It's unavoidable really. A man is either working by his own design or by that of some one else. Boys toil. Men work. The difference is the reward and objective.

Having a job is no fun. But being a man is. Sometimes you have to do a joyless task in order to afford the things that make you a man.

A man at work does his best. He doesn't cut corners or shirk. He doesn't judge his performance by the performance of others, but by his own capabilities. Neither does he cut his performance based of a lack if showing by his peers. He does his best work, or he toils in boyhood.

Rule Number 24: Reward

A man who works for nothing is either a fool or a very charitable man with few needs. On the popular ocasion of a man working who is neither a fool nor motivated by charity, he is working for reward. 

A man must know his worth; and his worth can be assessed by evaluating his adhearence to the Rules for Men. If the work isn't worth a man's time he knows it and does not waste himself on it. A man does not toil where he is neither needed nor properly compensated. Such employment is for boys.

Rule Number 25: The inflated man

Often times we meet an inflated man; one whose worth doesn't measure up to his status or position in life. He might be your boss, a leader, a teacher, and most often, a politician.

While it's annoying (and disheartening) to see these inflated men out in the world, the real men pay them little mind. Because the inflated man, most times, is no real obstacle to a man. He's just a pain in the ass, and we've already covered what pain means to a man.

If a man find himself faced with such an obstacle as an inflated man hindering the way, he need only remind himself of rules 3, 15 & 20... and 22... hell, probably best to keep them all in mind; but mostly remember they are only a temporary pain in your ass so choose you battles wisely and keep on keeping on.

Rule Number 26: It all washes out

If you've made it this far in life you can probably look back and see the times you thought were huge mountainous challenges have passed by like a babbling brook instead of the tsunami you might have fear at the time. And maybe there were some great floods too. But you're here now with all that behind you.

Remind yourself once in a while what hou've already overcome, and how big those challenges seemed before. You'll need those reminders when you look forward and see tge daunting road ahead of you.

A man knows that the road is always hard ahead, but it is always worth the journey.

Rule Number 27: Help other on the path

Because the road is always hard ahead a man knows he must help others on the way. For one day ahead of him may be an obstacle he will need help getting past. Perhaps one you lift up today will be there to lift you up. We are all on the same path. 

Rule Number 28: The path

A man knows his path. It is the only path. 

Rule Number 29: Straying from the path

When a man strays from the path he must correct himself. Since we are all on the same path, if a man strays there is no one to help him find his way back. He must correct his course alone. If he doesn't, if he finds himself listening to others who have strayed from the path, he will toil and flounder with them. Only he can correct himself. Once back on the path he can expect a helping hand from other men still striving forward. He must accept it.

Rule Number 30: Accepting charity

When a man is down on his luck is no time for pride to kick in and make a bad situation worse for him. Everbody needs help once in a while, and not because they've failed or are bad at being men. The truth is that the road is always harder ahead. So if a man is down amd out there are a lot of reasons he may need a little charity coming his way. When a man needs help he accepts it. No "ands, ifs or butts" about it. And he doesn't try to repay it either. He pays it forward when he can.

Rule Number 31: Go your own pace

Since we're all on the same path, heading the same way, there's no need to race. The path isn't to a destination, so there's no point in competing. If some one's ahead of you, that's good for them. It makes no difference to your journey one way or another. Going your own pace may help you from falling down once in a while. It can be the reason you're available to help others along the way, and not needing charity yourself. There's no glory in being ahead of anyone else and no shame in being behind. You're only competing with yourself, so go at your own pace.

Rule Number 32: Give 100%

There is nothing below 100%. Commit or don't bother. It's that old saying "if it's worth doing, it's worth doing right." And it's true. You wouldn't accept a contractor building 90% of a house and calling it done. Don't accept anything less than giving 100% from yourself.

Rule Number 33: Nobody is perfect but God

Even though a man gives 100% doesn't mean he gets 100%. That's how he learns his limits and stretches himself for the next effort.

Rule Number 34: There will always be a next time

If it doesn't work out this time, don't get down. There will be a next time. Likewise, when it all goes well, it's no time to be laxed; there will be a next time.

Rule Number 35: The Enemy Never Rests

A man is diligent. He is trained. He is ready. Because the enemy never rests. There will always be another fight, challenge, another foe. Stay focused and tuned for good.

Rule Number 36: The enemy is no dummy

The only dummy is the guy who takes victory for granted. The enemies of a man are organized, trained, devious, intelligent, adaptable, and smart.

who is hillbilly flyer?

Where did the name hillbilly flyer come from? (you didn't ask, but I'm gonna tell you)

I was raised in a one room shack with an out house out back, with my 5 brothers & sister, along with my parents.

That was life until I was 9. I am a literal hillbilly.

From 9 to 19 I lived everywhere from California to Arkansas, over 21 moves in those ten years. Most places didn't last more than a month or two.

At 17 my parents settled im Arkansas with me and my younger brother. We lived in tents & a small camper til we built another small shack, and eventually a small home.

My father and I placed every cinder block, salvaged every 2x4, hammered every nail.

Arkansas was my first "home" at 17.

At 19 my parents divorced.

I found myself living in a rented room with my two older brothers in Utah.

I had no education. My parents gave up on trying to keep me in school after the 3rd grade. I barely had a pair of shoes to my name.

Around this time I began having a recurring dream that would keep my nights full for the next ten years- the hardest years of my life.

In the dream I would always will myself into flight. It was hard. It took all my concentration. I often wavered and fell, but I always flew in my dreams. I felt powerful and free.

Over the next ten years I struggled with education (trying to go to college,) trying to find steady work that had a future, figuring our how social structures work (how to have, make & be friends,) how to date, how to open a bank account, how to drive in traffick, and how to find sanity with mental illness triggered by stress.

In these years I struggled with addiction to porn, I lost my faith, I was haunted by demons and kept company with evil spirits, I struggled to see reality from paranoia, I lost my opportunity to serve my country, I failed college, I got into debt, I became homeless, and I tried to kill myself.

Through all of this I still had the dream. I wrote music. And I had one friend who genuinely loved me, Nyrie. She saved my life.

Hillbilly Flyer was the name I performed open mics under. It was born out if that dream that gave me hope through all those hard times. It gave me a taste of what was possible and planted a seed that never died.

Even though my music never turned into anything, hillbilly flyer still lives on. I've abandoned the capital letters because I realized that ego was the source of all my suffering. At 19 I didn't know how to ask for help. I was too busy being scared to be humble.

At 32 I met the love of my life. My Arkansas princess who I met by chance at 15. Even though I only lived there for a month or two, she remembered me & I remembered her. We've now been together for 13 years and married in 2018.

I am learning to fly. It's still hard at times but I'm making good progress. At 19 I would have never thought I'd be where I am today.

I am hillbillyflyer. Ever changing, ever growing. Going up.

On Rumble

 Rumble... 

I have hopes, but they are repeating the same exclusivity pattern with features that Twitter did, giving higher tier access to select accounts behind a secret wall.

Streaming on Rumble is kind of a pain in the ass compared to the ease of youtube or twitch.

It's is forgivable for a small platform starting out, but Rumble is past that. How much did they pay certain personalities to move over there? Yeah, they aren't a little mom and pop app. They want to be with the big boys but have you believe they are just grassroots little guys.

There's a dishonesty in the way Rumble presents itself and runs their site.

You never got that with Parler for example, and we all know what happened there. Rumble isn't going against the main tenant of big tech. If they did they would be at war.

"free speech" is the brand. Rumble is the proving ground as to the financial viability of so called free speech. The truth is that they don't actually care what you say, and never did. They care who says it.

You see some of this same dishonesty in Truth social. It was too close to Parler, people sniffed it out. Parler didn't move to Truth. They came to twitter, now X, and that remains the distinct difference between the so called free speech platforms.

If I were to rank them it would go X 1st, Rumble 2nd, and Truth 3rd, in equal free speech for users. Yet even X has stated that free speech does not equal freed reach; which is that main tenant of big tech: control not what is said, but who gets seen when saying it & when.

Rumble has a looser vision of reach than X or Truth does, but it isn't unfettered. Access to advanced features of the site are limited by status, just as twitter has been. But when Musk & X are opening up their access and transparency Rumble is not.

On X you can now basically see a set of features and their price points. On X, if you want more access to the site and it's features you simple pay for the service. That doesn't exist (yet?) on Rumble.

Although Rumble recently opened up their streaming features to all accounts, it really is just not enough in the long run. The site is a jumbled mess. Features are missing. Features are hidden to smaller accounts without any info on how to achieve them (even twitch has that.) Hopefully this will change.

Hopefully I will see more as my channel there grows. But into what? To what end? Well I guess that's all on me because Rumble doesn't seem to have a long term path for their users. Their vision seems fairly narrow and short sighted. And that's a huge misstep considering they attract (and intend to) the kind of creators that are looking to a longer future.

Woke movie reviews (not what you think)

Blue Beatle is genuinely bad. Maybe the worst written movie I've ever seen.

I don't care about "woke." It's not about that. (Mind you, this is coming from some one who stands my the statement that "Barbie is one of the best, and most important films ever made in my lifetime" and should win best picture. I am  not interested in the politics of woke movies.) Blue Beatle is just bad writing.

The era of visual story telling could be great. Blue Beatle could be great. What messes all these films up is the exposition, every time. It's like they 'draw' the story board first, budget the project based on those visuals, and then plug in writers (because they have to fulfill contracts.) I don't know anything about the industry, but I'd bet money that's exactly what happens with these films, so it's no wonder the writers don't give a $#!t about the product.

It doesn't take a genius to know that when your 'talent' (or employees) don't care about their work, the work suffers.

Barbie is good (even if it is woke) because the people who made that movie cared about what they were producing.

Blue Beatle is bad because those involved clearly don't care. It is just fulfilling a contract- checking boxes and moving on. They didn't care if it was a success, good, or even made money. The boxes got checked & the unions got paid. The product is of little interest.

Visual story telling can work. But when actors get paid by the line, when writers are built into the project, when directors & producers are all on retainer, there's little room for anyone who cares what gets produced. Scenes are overwritten, rushed, incomplete, chopped together... the only people who might have cared about this movie were the editors, and I've got to figure that after a few hours of trying to turn $#!t into gold even they check out and check boxes.

The movie would improve greatly if 90% of the dialogue was cut.