WRISTCUTTERS: A LOVE STORY

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This wretched addition to the cinema of magical realism (think: "Pan's Labyrinth" or "Everything is Illuminated") takes such an arch tone by tacitly endorsing suicide that it spends most of its time in narrative freefall.

Director Goran Dukic based the film on a short story by Etgar Keret about a suicide victim (played by Patrick Fugit), who wakens to find himself in a southern California post-apocalyptic limbo, sharing the company of a Russian gypsy and a waifish hitchhiker.

The three dead friends drive around aimlessly before coming upon a camp of utopian cult followers led by Tom Waits.

Boring, morose, and uneventful, "Wristcutters: A Love Story" is a stinky little picture that mocks the afflicted while giving them a condescending pat on the back.

Barf.

Rated R. 88 mins.