When I saw Scott Caan in Varsity Blues some years ago, I truly believed that was his peak. I mean, starring in a
movie in which your character is best
friends with James Van Der Beek (and has alot of sex) seemed to be the
perfect role for an actor with Caan's depth. However, Caan thought he should push the envelope. With the rising success of the so called "indie flick", Caan took it upon himself to write, star and direct one of his own. Perhaps he believed he was following in the tradition of Mr. Wes Anderson himself (Caan does have the ever popular Jeff Goldbloom and Selma Blaire in the film), but he misses the mark significantly. The
movie itself seems to be Caan's attempt to reinvent the character his father once played in the ever famous The Godfather. Dallas, the character who contributes his name to the title, is a hard ass kid (of course played by Caan himself) who gets his good friend Rusty into rumble after rumble. Rusty must find out what he wants from life, and seperate himself from Dallas before the guy crashes from his lofty arrogance. One must wonder during the
film whether Caan was expecting this crash after making such a movie. Besides the plot being totally inconsistent and the acting of many of the characters being mediocre, the most appalling of all is certainly the dialogue. I can understand Caan wanting to star, and create a plot of his own, but that he created this dialogue really set him up for disaster. The language is banal and repetitive, and typical to a man who obviously did not read his way to the top. Not recommended.
