The craziness that comes with the summer heat gets into your bones, fraying relationships and making even thought a chore. When you have no work and even the Tarot cards are saying bad things, it makes a road trip sound like fun.
Three friends head out from LA to Las Vegas⊠the place where many things fall apart, including the foundation of the trio. Blame it on vagueness and a prostitute who is a Scorpio.
Escaping without money means catching a ride with a Midwestern Dentist. He's driving his Porsche all the way to a mountain without even the weight of a name, and the trip provides a certain amount of flatline insight. Finding a job in a diner in a remote mountaintop town filled with strange characters and a library of books in Khmer (Cambodian), suddenly things start to flow together. Realizations are muddying the waters, but also provided a certain kind of clarity and possibly a purpose.
If the endless country music doesn't prove toxic, a return from the brink might be possible.