A law enforcement official climbs out of the trunk of car, breaks the fourth wall, and tells us that we are about to witness an homage to "no reason". For the following 80 minutes we watch a tire, realizing its power of telekinesis, rolling around the desert causing head explosions of everyone it comes across. Looking over the most detestable films I have ever seen, I have determined that I would rather sit through a marathon screening of "The Happening", Tony Scott's "Domino", "Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas", "Smokin' Aces", "Twin Peaks: Fire Walk with Me", and "Ali G Indahouse" than be subjected to this putrid inanity again.
