What do you get when you cross a chicken in a top hat, a fuzzy mono-syllabic rabbit, a contract for murder and a 24-hour deadline?
Well, nothing. This entry to the NYC Film Race 2008 didn't manage to get it all together quite in time.
However, you tack on a couple more days to that and you get a short film that exists on the cinematic spectrum somewhere between TV Funhouse and Mean Streets…
BTW, for any Cassavetes fans who happen to be reading this for some reason: Yes, the reference in the title is intentional.