I have no idea why Cory McAbee isnt much, much more famous than he is. His films embody a low-budget, whimsical, creative æsthetic that is delightful and irresistible. There is a huge hole in my soul that can only be filled by singing space cowboys, and I’m delighted someone is making films about them.
Stingray Sam is his second movie, following from the similarly-toned, better-rounded The American Astronaut. To describe the plot is to give it away. Follow fakeequator on YouTube to see all the musical numbers, but you really should see the film in it entirety.
If it doesn’t leave you slightly puzzled and entirely cheered up, there’s something wrong with you.