Melvin (Stephen Dorff) has "no manners and no grace" as his ex-wife (Keena Ferguson) bars him from seeing their son Rex (Jonathan Billions) who must travel through drug infested areas to go to school. Melvin likes to party with recreational drugs and with the young ladies. He is educated and and considers himself, "talented and astute, but lazy." His best friend Lucille (Eddie Griffin) is in a wheel chair. They live in an impoverish section of New Orleans. Lucille harps on Melvin for being an underachiever as you see Melvin has major telekinetic powers and chooses to use it for street magic, rob robbers, and impress women.

As expected, Melvin has an epiphany and decides he wants to do good so maybe he could see his son.

The theme of the film is about a wasted gift. The acting wasn't that great and the epiphany came late. The ending was anti-climatic. The film exhibited some good writing, it just didn't present itself in an entertaining fashion.

Guide: F-bomb, brief nudity

Drug-addled all-around foul-up Melvin (a fine and likeable performance by Stephen Dorff) decides to finally get his act together so he can use his heretofore suppressed telekinetic powers to do some good. Melvin is assisted on his noble quest by his easygoing disabled best friend Lucille (a spirited and engaging portrayal by Eddie Griffin).

Writer/director Nick Love relates the enjoyable and engrossing story at a constant pace, grounds the premise in a plausibly mundane everyday reality, offers a surprisingly thoughtful and effective mix of comedy and drama, and further provides a flavorsome evocation of the New Orleans setting. Moreover, Melvin's deep-seated need for some kind of redemption as well as his friendship with the fiercely loyal, but long-suffering Lucille give this movie an unexpectedly substantial amount of wrenching poignancy. In addition, there are sound supporting contributions from Luis Da Silva Jr. as the rowdy Lyle, Yohance Myles as concerned science teacher Lucas, Andrea Cohen as Melvin's caring mom Eileen, Raeden Cohen as snippy sister Clarice, and Christopher Berry as wastoid pal Danny. A sweet movie.

Melvin, troublemaker extraordinaire, is living in the hurricane-battered housing projects of New Orleans, and is about to lose custody of his son.

He also has telekinetic powers, but at the moment, he uses them to impress women and to fool the public into giving him money, rather than using them for the greater good.

He's got little time to shape up fast. Will he succeed in cleaning up his act or will his powers ultimately be his downfall..........

The sole reason for me having any interest in this film is because it's directed by Nick Love, and up until this movie, his speciality has been British crime movies, usually starring Danny Dyer and involving lots of swearing and usually quite good music, so I wanted to see where he would be with this.

Well with a $990,000 budget, and a really strange genre arc, the answer is, not very far, as Love appears to lose the film at the first hurdle, and only to find its mojo literally ten minutes toward the end.

Billed as a comedy, it's depressing to say the least, as we follow Dorff and Griffin on a sub documentary style filming of debauchery, drugs, alcohol, and almost always ending with Dorff staring into the abyss.

But the films narrative relies heavily on Tranters Chronicle, but instead of showing us how dangerous a power like this could be, here, the use of its almost beyond blaise, as our hero is using it for his benefit.

It starts to pick up a little toward the end credits, but by this time, you've become as depressed as Dorff appears when he's on a comedown.

There is an idea in here somewhere, but it gets lost in translation. And heaven knows why Love chose this project, he's much better suited to Danny Dyer and Tammer Hassan swearing their noggins off.

A wasted effort, but would make a great double bill with Tranters Fantastic Four.