Well, "Flypaper" is another "Pulp Fiction" wannabe--a little more funny, a little less bloody, which is probably the best thing about the movie. That and John McGinley's cartoonish reduction from human being to Wile E. Coyote (the funniest bit is when he plummets into the street from a moving ambulance . . . watch carefully to see a shoe pop off.) With a series of overlapping storylines--none of which is particularly compelling--the movie is less a narrative and more a teenager's intoxicated Saturday night romp from one adventure to another. The cast is quite capable, and even cable TV junk-movie favorite Craig Sheffer manages to turn in a decent performance, though Lucy Liu and "Ferris Bueller"'s Jeffrey Lewis are particularly engaging in smaller bits. Of course, the movie also benefits from a lack of Quentin Tarantino, as well as the wonderfully dependable Robert Loggia. There is no ultra-hip soundtrack (a truly cheesy techno track is about all we get), and other than getting to see Ms. Liu nude, there's no real point to the sex scenes, meaning that the "adultness" of the movie seems gratuitous. Still, I've seen worse ("Body of Evidence"), meaning that the movie is worth a look rented from the library or seen on cable.