I'm a big Tom Robbins fan. Some of his work is pretty good, some of it is great. One of those books I hadn't read yet was Even Cowgirls Get the Blues. I recently finished it and, while I don't think it was his best, I thought it was pretty good.
When I found out it's a movie, I thought that was pretty cool and promptly Netflixed it. I just finished it.
What a piece of garbage! Essentially, it views like a bare plot treatment for the book. Now, I understand the book is pretty philosophical and there's no way to fit that into a film, but you can convey some of the themes, or maybe personalities of the characters. I didn't care at all about these people. Sometimes the acting was just so bad you wanted it all to end. When Bonanza Jellybean was shot--once, mind you, not the bloody pulping of the book--I just felt relief. Of course, they felt it necessary to throw in a "heartfelt" death scene.
I feel like I need to gargle with used cat litter to get the taste of this film out of my mouth.
What about yam butter? You complete omitted any mention of yam butter. I feel like you aren't even listening to me.