Lucky Number Sleven: I watched it; I wept.
Unreliable narrators. Nattering, un-clever dialogue -- it worked for Pulp Fiction but not here. Quirky-just-to-be-quirky sets. A plot "twist" unworthy of being Keyser Soze's hillybilly step-cousin.
There is nothing lucky about this film apart from the fact that you can borrow it from the library for free. Be forewarned that this may be a case where time is more precious than money. You will not get those two hours back again.