Debt collector and sometime-killer Roy (Ben Foster) survives a death-trap assignment set by his loan-shark boss. The would-be killers are mostly dead and he is just about alive. Before making his getaway, Roy discovers a young prostitute, Rocky (Elle Fanning) hiding in the back room, and he sees something in her frightened, defiant eyes that prompts a fateful decision. He takes her with him as he flees New Orleans to Galveston - an action as ill-advised as it is inescapable.
I thought I had the ending sussed with a conventional Hollywood ending, but I was wrong. In case you do get to the end, no spoiler. Maybe not enough action for some, but Ben Foster is excellent, and there is an unexpected killing.
Gritty, poorly-shot drama has little going for it, not even a music score to add drama to proceedings. Filmed mostly in dark interiors by a director who has no sense of what to do with a camera. The two leading characters – a killer and a prostitute on the run – are deeply unappealing and uninteresting. Cut to under 90 minutes, it still feels like a drawn-out student project.