"3000 Miles to Graceland" is about Michael, played by Kurt Russell (Miracle), after being released from prison, when he joins a casino robbery operation. However, the operation is being run by a socialpathic killer named Murphy, played by Kevin Costner (Open Range).

After people on the job get killed by Murphy, Michael survives with the help of a bullet proof vest and runs to the motel where all the robbery cash is stashed, hoping to make a run for it.

Unfortunately, the money is stolen by the motel manager's thief of a pre-teen and Michael now must cut them in to keep them quiet. The three spend the rest of the movie running from Murphy and doing stuff I just don't care to remember.

This picture is so poorly written by three individuals, I have no clue what the initial idea of the story was. At first I didn't think it was horrible until, in the first act, there is a huge drawn out slow-motion machine gun shoot out between the robbers and the casino security guards. Of course, all the guards are killed and one midget dressed like Elvis. No reason for doing so what so ever.

Director Demian Lichtenstein (Lowball), also a co-writer, decided to fall in love with Dutch angles and use them in the most awkward places. He has a slew of movies coming out in 2005, so be warned.

Russell phoned in this project, and rightly so. This kind of senseless picture doesn't deserve an actor's full effort. Costner was pretty much useless too, but he seemed to take the work more serious than Russell.

The biggest blemish in the acting roster was unfortunately Courtney Cox (TV's Friends) as the motel manager Cybil. Her first sequences in act one were performed with a thick southern accent, even though the story was set in Nevada. I'll excuse it saying her character was simply from the south.

However, when she shows up again in act two and remains a part of the plot, her character magically has NO regional dialect at all. Her accent simply disappeared; much like my tolerance for p**s poor directors who spend more time on their shoot out sequences, than on whether or not an actor's performance is inconsistent.

I fully blame Lichtenstein for Cox's mistakes, for I believe Cox to be a much finer actor than what this picture presents.

Of course, no actor can compensate for a role that is horrible to begin with. Every character in this picture was worthless, including the Cybil's child. He was a little smart mouth thief. Cybil was a double crossing, deserting mother. Russell is a career criminal who treats Cybil like s**t, even though she let him f**k her twice in act one. Murphy is a murderer. Jon Lovitz-who makes a cameo-is a money launderer and a crook.

Whenever any character with speaking lines dies, I said, "Good, one less worthless pice of s**t character to keep track of." When the kid gets abducted and held for ransom by Murphy in act three, I couldn't care less. Shoot the little bastard. His mother probably wouldn't care.

My last problem with the picture was the scenes involving the federal marshals, played by Kevin Spacey (A Few Good Men) and Thomas Hayden Church (Sideways). These investigators spent so little time investigating and so much time generating some amount of comic relief, I thought I was watching a series of Abbot and Costello skits.

Overall, this movie sucks donkey. I would rather find out Jennifer Aniston wants to have sex with me the same day I sold my pecker for a candy bar, than watch a single frame of this picture again. Terrible and irresponsible filmmaking. All the focus is on the bad in people, and death in the world, rather than showing growth among faultered human beings. It was stupid, contrived and, as I stated earlier, a waste of money.