Welp, it's two in the afternoon, time for mom to get Junior to school. Too bad a drunk driver picks that exact moment to get chased down their street by the cops. Scratch one family.

A year later the dad is sufficiently over it to go to a western auction with Cliff Clavin, where he buys a trunk full of crap. Meanwhile in the past (I know that doesn't make any sense, fuck off) that crazy German guy who's always in lousy movies like this is roaming around the wild west looking for some cat who carries a pair of fancy shootin' irons. So what does one thing have to do with the other? Well, it seems the crazy German guy is a time traveler, and another time traveler played by an ugly chick needs a picture that's in the trunk o' crap to figure out what he's up to. As it turns out the picture's not quite enough to go on, but after they listen to some MP3s and get a little additional info from Cliff the good guys finally figure it out: the crazy German guy wants to kill some chump's multiple-great grandfather, because getting rid of said chump via complex time travel paradoxes is so much easier than just pushing the joker in front of a bus. Everybody knows that time travel/wild west mash-ups almost always suck (examples: Timerider, Back to the Future III) and this one is no exception: as science fiction it's pretty lame, and as a western it's about as badass as one of those YellaWood commercials. And if you guessed that they would wrap it all up by going back and saving the main guy's dead wife and kid, congratulations, you've seen a movie before. Hopefully it was better than this one.

Mathematically Suspect Trivia: The main guy in this flick lives at 3491 Mockingbird Lane. If you move the one to the front and then add the 4 and the 9 together, you get 1313 Mockingbird Lane, the same address as the Munsters, whose movies also suck.