Money, Death and Snow.
Robin Williams is playing a travel agent at the end of his rope. He's out of money, his business is failing, his wife is crazy and a hardcore insurance agent won't let him cash in a $1 million policy on his missing brother.
So when he finds a frozen body stashed in his trash, it could be the answer to his dreams, right?
Not so fast!
The insurance agent (Giovanni Ribisi) is hell-bent on sniffing out the plot, even if it means screwing over his life and his long-suffering psychic hotline girlfriend. The wife is seriously, hysterically nuts (Holly Hunter plays the hell out of this). The Keystone Krooks who stashed the body in the garbage need it back. And hey? Is that the missing brother?
A wacky, Fargoesque black comedy that was made in 2005 but apparently never released in theaters, The Big White has a stellar cast and a plot full of impossible coincidences.
The finale is flat-out violent, but before that, we get an overdose of "independent" film making -- long, artsy shots of nothing, overly quirky characters, brutal humor and copious amounts of sarcasm.
Funny, in an indie way. Too bad so many film makers are following the same map.
Has independent cinema become a cliche?
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