Bruce Willis, Albert Finney
In Kurt Vonnegut Jr.'s pessimistic view, man is an organism whose brain has evolved more than is good for him, giving him the capacity to wage war, pollute the air and delude himself with such concepts as free will. So the novelist might grunt with bleak satisfaction to see how the species has mucked up the movie version of-Breakfast of Champions, his 1973 classic.
Willis plays Dwayne Hoover, a car salesman on the verge of a breakdown in a town called Midland, where an arts festival plans to honor Kilgore Trout, sci-fi writer and mad prophet. The two men finally meet in an explosive confrontation, but by then I was worn out by the film's atmosphere of noisy, bright-colored chaos—the world, it seems, is as insane as Hoover. Directed by Alan Rudolph {Afterglow), Breakfast feels like a ticker-tape parade in an asylum. (R)
Bottom Line: Too flaky
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