Starring Joel Murray and Tara Lynne Barr.
Directed by Bobcat Goldthwait.
This movie felt like Bobcat Goldthwait cranked out the screenplay on a bender of rum and coke while watching reality TV. It's about a working stiff named Frank with a crappy life, bad job, rude neighbors, who just hates what American society has devolved into. People are too rude now. Crassness is rewarded. He watches reality TV and is disgusted.
We know he's disgusted because he has a few monologues where he just lists everything that's wrong with society. And when Bobcat wants to rant more, about pettier things, he introduces teenage girl Roxanne, who joins Frank in his bloody quest. See, Frank has a brain tumor and thinks he's dying, so he decides to kill some people that deserve it first. His victims start with a spoiled girl on a Sweet 16 type show, and then her parents, and then he shoots a Bill O'Reilly stand-in, and on and on. Roxanne would like to expand the list of possible victims from anyone who gives a high-five to people who use "literally" in conversation.
There are anti-social people out there who may find this a carthartic experience. And there is something fantasy-fulfilling when he shoots people who talk on their cellphones in theaters, or Westboro Baptist stand-ins, but there's only so far this premise can go.