Did you hear the one about the red herrings in the desert? If not, director Ethan Coen and his co-writer Tricia Cooke would like to tell you all about it over 89 minutes. But like its central character, you might end up roughly as baffled at the end as you were at the beginning.

The best reason this film has to exist is Margaret Qualley’s Honey O’Donahue, a cool private-eye character in search of a compelling case. Instead, here she’s called out to an apparent car crash in the desert by local cop Marty (Charlie Day), because the dead body might or might not be a client of hers. Then there’s the question of local sleazeball church leader/drug dealer Drew Devlin (Chris Evans) and how he might or might not be involved, and a relationship with police records officer MG (Aubrey Plaza) that mig

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