“Between,” tyro helmer David Ocanas’ stab at a neo-Lynch-ian mind trip, settles for weak deja vu. Risible when it isn’t deadly dull, pic about a Yank attorney exploring the Tijuana back streets for her missing sister must be judged as one of the sorriest choices for a Sundance competition slot in many a year. Only third- and fourth-tier fests will find room for this mystery, and even latenight cable may not find space.
After hearing her sister Dianne’s voice on the phone, and troubled by cracks in her bedroom ceiling, attorney Nadine (Poppy Montgomery) jumps to the conclusion that she must search for Dianne in Tijuana — even though she hasn’t seen her in four years. Nadine is soon in a looking-glass world of glowering Mexican cops, gun-toting hotel clerks and dime-store surrealist movie effects whose lack of logic isn’t supplanted by cinematic bravura, and ends up being explained in a painfully predictable finale. Montgomery, often quite good in “Without a Trace,” is an actor without a map here, and appears to be having an understandably miserable time.