I Don't Believe In Tipping

A mexican stand-off.
Pop culture laden discussions.
Casual cursing with machine gun rapidity.
A mixed bag collection of songs that could only be found on a cassette that was taped by some nerd boy who collects comicbooks, works in an indie video or record store & thinks that guns are bad-ass.
All the elements that would qualify a film as being described as "Tarantinoesque".
And this is where it all started.







9/10