The skies are blue, the sun unrelenting and the body count escalating in the Bakersfield, California, of “Honey Don’t!,” where Margaret Qualley’s private investigator tries to get a handle on the ...

The skies are blue, the sun unrelenting and the body count escalating in the Bakersfield, California, of “Honey Don’t!,” where Margaret Qualley’s private investigator tries to get a handle on the ...

It’s the second film in Ethan Coen and Tricia Cooke’s so-called “lesbian B-movie trilogy,” and while this shaggy caper might not add up to anything significant — perhaps part of the “B-movie” point — ...