You think you've got it pegged as a sort of modern-day slacker homage to a Sherlock Holmes mystery, when it turns out all along to have been about the relationship between a brother and sister.
It's a neat trick, and delightful company for a couple of hours.
Set in rainy Portland, Oregon, in the north-west USA, the run-down city is as much a character as the people.
Cris Lankenau's slacker, Doug -- on some sort of long-term (and probably permanent) break from his degree course in forensic science -- goes to live with his sister on the sofa in her one-bed apartment. They were clearly good children who got along and played private games together, all normal and nice. And now, as adults, they are still locked in some sort of delightful familial bond.
Doug gets a job working nights at an ice factory where he meets his new best (and only) friend, Carlos, played by the exquisitely sexy Raúl Castillo.
I am in love with Raúl.
No, really, I am (seen here in something else entirely):
Anyway, Doug's ex-girflfriend turns up out of the blue, and then goes missing. The hunt is now on, as Doug engages his sister, Gail (an engaging turn by Trieste Kelly Dunn) and Carlos in stakeouts, research, pipe-smoking and fun.
The film ends abruptly, but in a way that emphasises it really was all about the siblings.
Delightful fun. Slippery. Hugely enjoyable.
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