Chris (Emile Hirsch), a small-time Texas drug dealer saddled with debt, hatches a plan to kill his mother for the insurance money. His trailer park-dwelling family, including a slatternly stepmom (Gina Gershon); a stubbly dad (Thomas Haden Church); and a simple, virginal sister (Juno Temple) her brother is way too attached to, are disturbingly OK with this plan. Chris hires the services of "Killer" Joe Cooper (Matthew McConaughey), a police detective who has a little side gig as a hitman. This is a film that virtually reeks of cigarettes, stale food and lower-class luridness, and it marks the second collaboration between director William Friedkin and playwright Tracy Letts. Killer Joe
is a hideously over-the-top, black-hearted view of Southern-fried scumbags that even Texans like myself can't get offended. However, I wouldn't blame you if this movie turned you off from ever eating at Bojangles again.