Peter Weller gives a mumbling, self-indulgent performance in Sunset Grill as a drunken private eye and would-be modern-day Philip Marlowe involved in a muddled tale of duplicity and murder in L.A. and down Mexico way. Lori Singer's the femme fatale. Paging Messrs. Chandler and Cain... please. D+


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