Then there are the more aggravating elements; the extreme illogic in the storytelling, the excruciatingly pointless “twist” and the lethargic approach to desperate times. All of those, mind you, are the result of the story, a collaboration from TV scribe Garrett Lerner (who does far better work on House) and novelist Eric Garcia, whose literary take, The Repossession Mambo, hit shelves last fall. I can’t tell you if the book is better, or if it makes the same mistakes. But I can tell you that all the neato futuristic gadgets, enjoyable performances and stylish direction are ultimately rendered meaningless when cast against the glaring flaws in Repo Men’s foundation.
