Writer-director Alex Cox may be a permanent Hollywood outcast, but he continues to find ways to sneak out his modest, renegade projects. The undistributed "Searchers 2.0" was shot in 10 days on digital video and, while it's clearly mediocre, it's an enjoyable… More
Writer-director Alex Cox may be a permanent Hollywood outcast, but he continues to find ways to sneak out his modest, renegade projects. The undistributed "Searchers 2.0" was shot in 10 days on digital video and, while it's clearly mediocre, it's an enjoyable diversion -- especially for a no-budget movie that mostly rests upon three chatty people riding in a car.
Mel (Del Zamora, who also appeared in Cox's "Repo Man," "Walker" and "Straight to Hell") meets Fred (Ed Pansullo) by chance, and discovers they are both aging, bit-part actors with a love for cult Westerns. Furthermore, they even appeared in the same Western as children and share bitter, traumatic memories of its vicious screenwriter, Fritz Frobisher (Sy Richardson, another of Cox's durable acting troupe).
By far-fetched coincidence, they almost immediately hear of a special, out-of-state screening of a Frobisher film where the famed writer will make a personal appearance. Having nothing better to do, they take off for Monument Valley, Arizona with vague plans to give him a vengeful pounding. They lack a reliable car, so they recruit the services of Mel's estranged daughter Delilah (Jaclyn Jonet, far more appealing than she was in the subsequent "Repo Chick").
The plot doesn't go much further than this, but we do share the trio's long drive in Delilah's gas-challenged SUV. Along the way, they casually banter and argue. Mainly about classic Westerns. Cox is a major aficionado of the genre, and most of the script feels like an indulgent excuse to share this passion. But yes, some good lines pop up here and there -- check the interesting debate about whether a revenge film's protagonist should succeed or not -- and twitchy, malcontent Fred has various gripes that somewhat recall Tracey Walter's iconic "Repo Man" psychobabble. And the ruddy desert vistas are exquisite.
Of course, the three eventually meet Frobisher (now lamely hawking souvenir merchandise), but the climax adds a dumb twist that leaves a bad aftertaste and makes the film seem much sillier than it should have been. A pity.
Watch for cameos by Roger Corman (also the executive producer), nerd critic Leonard Maltin and Cox himself.