The Tripper (2006). David Arquette's directorial debut proves to be an absolute delight: funny, smart, weird. A scathing anti-Reagan polemic, The Tripper tells the story of a bunch of hippies at a musical festival that are beset upon by a psychotic killer, one that bears an unmistakable resemblance to to a certain jelly bean-loving former president. But it is so easy to forget these days, as we stare down the monster currently lurking in the white house, that awful monsters proceeded him, and Ronald Reagan was no exception. Reagan was truly awful, viciously so, and it's valuable, I believe, to model a cinematic serial killer after him. Valuable and appropriate. The Tripper is loaded with wonderful performances, led by Jaime King, who is simply a delight, and she anchors the whole thing. She brings baggage with her, of course, thereby providing her with additional--and deeper--motivation. Thomas Jane is on hand to play the sheriff, and he mines it for all the fun it's worth. Jason Mewes is also pretty awesome; he, of course, does tons of drugs, but in a much more low-key way than we're accustomed to. And there is copious drug use, sex, and rock n' roll, as if to really give Reagan and his cronies the big middle finger. David Arquette proves to be a confident and capable director, as The Tripper moves beautifully, establishing the narrative impetus and then hurtling forward. Visually, this movie is stunning, even more so due to its presumed lack of budget. Not only does all the acid being dropped lend to some really, ahem, trippy camera work, but the locations in Northern California are filmed gorgeously. Several times I found myself appreciating how beautiful the woods, swamps, and nature in the movie are, and how perfectly Arquette and DP Bobby Bukowski capture them. Truly, this movie was something of a revelation, smart, funny, gory, and above all else, deliciously entertaining. Features copious male full frontal nudity, always a plus! Arquette should absolutely direct more.