In Texas, we have a lot of brothers getting in on the movie business. We have the Quaid brothers and then there’s the Wilson brothers. This little project seemed to require the collective talents and energies of Owen, Luke, and their lesser-known brothers.

Hmmm. Since this was shot in the Heights/River Oaks/Upper Kirby sections of Houston, I thought that was very interesting.

But do I like it? Hard to say. I like parts of it. The same way I enjoy watching a train wreck or any other disaster flick. It is intriguing, but also horrifying at the same time. I am not sure if Max is just a disturbed kid who will turn out OK or if he is a major psychopath in the making. I don’t think Wes Anderson knows, either. But perhaps that’s one thing that makes the movie worth watching. My daughter described this as a very unfunny Napolean Dynamite. I am going to have to reserve judgment on that until I see Napolean Dynamite. In the meantime, if you are from Houston, you might enjoy seeing the city on film. Otherwise, I’m not sure there is much value in this film.