Haven't we had enough of this? Haven't we had enough of these flashy Tarantino rip-offs? Hit men delivering eloquent monologues (why don't they just shut up already?), slow motion bullets, soundtrack laden with seventies pop tunes, multiple story lines converging clumsily...it's all here, and it's all been done before and much better. While not as shitty as a Michael Ritchie caper, this occupies the same litter box. Writer/director Andrew Dominik makes a film that a fourteen-year-old boy with no friends and raised on video games might find brilliant. Bottom of the barrel.