A lonely, balding, alcoholic cartoon writer hits a little Chihuahua-ish breed of dog on his way back from a beer run one night. He takes the little guy home and attempts to nurse him back to health while continuing to struggle through writer's block as he contemplates his entire existence through bleak, yet humorous voice-over narration. When it appears that the dog - ironically named Lucky - has died, the guy digs him a little backyard grave, but to his surprise, Lucky springs to life and begins communicating telepathically with the miserable writer and starts helping him get his failing writing career back on track with a new cartoon script. Things start looking up for him when he meets the woman of his dreams (or perverse fantasies) and starts selling quality scripts around town. Unfortunately for him, Lucky's work ethic gets in the way of his master's personal life and bodies start piling up...
"Lucky" isn't anything phenomenal, but it's definitely a fun way to kill and hour and half. There's some pretty funny bits of jet black humor and goofy dialog. Plus, toward the third act it get's into the topic of necrophilia and S&M pretty heavy which was kinda awesome. And it's always nice to find a micro-budget horror film that manages to compensate for it's lack of high-end production value with a skillful proficiency such as this. "Lucky" never really feels as cheap as I'm sure it was due to some fairly competent film making. Check it out.
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