A discontented schoolboy in run-down north-west France is given a lift by a deeply troubled shrink (Vincent Cassel), who persuades him that popular prejudice against redheads is what's responsible for their joint troubles. So they acquire a red Porsche and set off for Ireland, where carrot-tops are welcome, but their folie à deux escalates exponentially as they acquire a crossbow and a shotgun and they get no further than Calais. All sensation without revelation, the film has ambitions but they end up as hollow pretensions.