The cinematic glass is half-empty with “Last Call,” a drunken wheeze of a movie that collapses in a mess of its own making. This Latin American equivalent of a Europudding production is a Chilean pic with bizarre international casting, adapted in English by scribe David T. Page from Jorge Duran’s original screenplay “Loft Story” and filmed by helmer Christine Lucas under surrealist shadow of Chilean exile film master Raoul Ruiz, but without the Ruizian magic. Even Peter Coyote’s involvement won’t help pic abroad in wake of its theatrical run in Chile last January.
Slothful action rotates among three Santiago apartments from dusk ’til dawn, with no connective theme or motive linking set pieces. Upstairs, young Nico (Eric Michael Cole) house-sits for his out-of-town photographer brother and wakes at night getting humped by bro’s drunk lover. Downstairs, model Helena (Elizabeth Berkley) is pointlessly held at gunpoint by a local gangster with a German accent (Bastian Bodenhofer). Coyote, with a comically bad Spanish accent, is conducting a mysterious deal in the basement with two Americans (Garret Dillahunt and Elizabeth Rossa). Tech credits, like story and thesps, are erratic in extreme.