I probably should have guessed this would be awful considering that its director and lead actress were so heavily involved in the earlier film Harvest Lake, which at least started fairly well before becoming totally ridiculous. Jessie's Super Normal Regular Average Day is ludicrous straight out of the gate. Jessie waits on an alarm clock to wake her up so she can crawl out and do drugs. Then she goes out and does drugs. And you watch her watch TV. A televangelist is funny because, well, she's on drugs. Then we hear that reality might be different than what she thought, and reality is apparently the kind of world that visually fascinates someone who is on drugs. A snail moves. A topless nun holding a pink chainsaw (and duplicated twice over thanks to green screen special effects) talks to herself. A cocaine-filled banana explodes on Jessie's chin. Quite intentionally nothing really happens. They comment on nothing happening. They say that even that's probably not real. They say things that only people out of their skulls would consider deep. You know those films that are nothing but fish or birds and moving red dots but no plot, just to attract your cat's attention? That's this movie, except it's for assisting with a drug experience.
