It’s a black comedy, through and through. This film will not appeal to a lot of people. The people who will laugh at it will undoubtedly feel guilty after every single laugh.

It’s very preachy, too - and in terms of presenting narrative, that’s the biggest issue I had with it; Bobcat Goldthwait, the writer-director, is extremely articulate but there are parts that feel more like a novel or, at worst, an erudite political manifesto. There’s a lot of telling, and not enough showing.

Surprisingly, this film ends up being about an odd relationship, and not about how America is full of vacuity. The shooting of the worst kinds of people ends up being a vehicle, rather than the point, and that might be what redeems it.

Definitely not for everyone. But Joel Murray is a force of nature in this one.