All Mistakes Buried

Trammell carries the film with the physicality of his performance as the jittery, panicked Sonny, exerting a tremendous effort to contain his rising desperation and hysteria.

If there were Oscars for Best Performance in a Movie Academy Voters Wouldn't be Caught Dead Watching, Trammel's performance would be a lock for a nomination.

Mr. Trammell's drug-induced stammers and tics don't by themselves add up to a compelling portrayal, nor is this drama of the down and out at all gripping.

Unfortunately McCann's eerie atmospherics and masterful weaving of flashback sequences into the narrative can't save the movie from encroaching cliché.

Even when all the puzzling pieces of Sonny's existence don't quite fit, Trammell's beautifully unhinged performance offers a compelling vision of a grieving narcissist burrowing into the rabbit hole of his own mind.

Sam Trammell is fascinating and fearless, stripped clean--or, more accurately, filthy--of anything approaching actorly vanity.

Combines two popular indie genres (Sad Bastard and Low-Budget Crime) without ever quite becoming its own thing.

Filmmaker Tim McCann, star Sam Trammell and superb cinematographer Alan McIntyre Smith elevate a low-budget crime drama to an elegant, if repetitive, character study.

This story about self/drug abuse would be nowhere as remarkable were it not for Trammell's performance and McCann and Chris Kursel's editing choices.