A clueless foreign exchange student deplanes in an America teeming with nothing but cops, killers and assassins in “Damn Yankee Day.” Debuting filmmaker Robert Shupe (who wrote, directed, produced and even sound designed) tries to work every device he’s learned from classical Hollywood and David Lynch into a loopy surreal-noir narrative. It doesn’t hang together, and acting and black-and-white lensing defeat Shupe’s vision, but pic suggests promise. Fringe indie fests may provide safe harbor.
Waiting at an airport for his American hosts to pick him up for his first semester in a Stateside school, Kimmo (Doug Ecks) finds himself pestered by airport staff, taxi drivers, pushy, amateur-hour cops and a suspicious pair who may be smuggling drugs. Soon, Kimmo arrives in a strange suburban setting where he’s under the control of the shady pair and, later, a man in black on the hunt for a U.S. senator. Finale, in Lynch tradition, suggests alternative scenarios, including Kimmo’s own tendency for murder. Pic suffers from poor tech work, particularly sound.