Beer for My Horses.
A Roadside Attractions release of a Show Dog Movies production, in association with CMT Prods. and B4MH Prods. Produced by Toby Keith, Donald Zuckerman. Executive producers, T.K. Kimbrell, Jeff Yapp, Leslie Belzberg, Brent Morris. Directed by Michael Salomon. ScreenToby Keith, Rodney Carrington, based on a story by Keith. Camera (color), Paul Elliott; editor, Paul Trejo; music, Keith, Jeff Cardoni; production designer, Thomas A. Walsh; costume designer, Kate Healey; sound, Bayard Carey; casting, Heidi Levitt, Lisa Essary. Reviewed on DVD, Houston, Aug. 3, 2008. MPAA Rating: PG-13. Running time: 88 MIN.
With: Toby Keith, Rodney Carrington, Claire Forlani, Ted Nugent, Willie Nelson, Barry Corbin, Greg Serano, Tom Skerritt, Carlos Sanz, Lonnie M. Tillis.
Even ticketbuyers with a hearty appetite for hayseed humor may be repulsed by the coarse cornpone tomfoolery of "Beer for My Horses," a '70sstyle redneck romp aimed at folks who felt intellectually challenged by the complex narrative stratagems of "The Dukes of Hazzard" and "The Misadventures of Sheriff Lobo." This second second-rate star vehicle (after 2006's "Broken Bridges") for country music star Toby Keith opened in limited theatrical engagements Aug. 8, and likely will be available at Wal-Mart before Election Day.
Keith (who, displaying more ambition than ability, also co-scripted and co-produced) plays Rack, a small-town Oklahoma deputy sheriff who inadvertently collars a bigtime Mexican drug dealer (Greg Serano) during a routine stakeout. When the dealer's crime-lord brother (Carlos Sanz) kidnaps Rack's girlfriend (Claire Forlani) to force the release of his sibling, Rack heads south of the border with two allies--a bumbling Barney Fife type (co-scribe Rodney Carrington) and a taciturn tough guy who's handy with bows and arrows (rocker Ted Nugent)--to rescue his beloved.
Along the way, the three buddies and the captive dealer--referred to constantly, and disdainfully, as "the Mexican"--briefly encounter a traveling circus troupe (led by Willie Nelson at his most easygoing), cuing an oddly incongruous, borderline-surreal sequence that's easily the most charming thing in the entire pie. Helmer Michael Salomon also manages one other grace note: a tense faceoff at a highway rest stop that amusingly evolves into a golden-oldie sing-along.
Except for these fleeting bits, however, "Beer for My Horses" (titled after one of Keith's more popular songs) is hard going. Keith is blandly colorless, Carrington is gratingly cartoonish and most of the supporting players simply go through the motions. Pie overall comes across as a dismal mix of broadly played farce and clumsily unconvincing action, with a heaping side order of witless vulgarity (sample dialogue: "Well twist my nipples! Look who's here!"). Not at all surprisingly, a flatulent dog also figurNs into storyline.
Tech values are no better than they have to be.