I’m not sure what screenwriter Matt Drake (“Project X”) originally had in mind for “Charlie Countryman,” but in the hands of director Fredrik Bond, the picture is turned into a mess of ideas and motivations sliding around the screen under the guise of youthful impetuousness. It’s the cinematic equivalent of somebody rubbing their bottom on shag carpeting to work up a static electric charge, working furiously to build a sense of excitement that never comes to fruition, despite admirable aspirations to work the effort into a tizzy. Although gifted colorful locations and glossy HD cinematography, “Charlie Countryman” is too manic and meandering to achieve the emotional authenticity it’s searching for. Read the rest at Blu-ray.com

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