Curious little movie. Jeff Goldblum's morose insurance salesman witnesses a shooting of an employee during the robbery of a deli and decides to look into the life of the man who ultimately dies into his eyes. Auggie Rose, it turns out, is an ex-con fresh out of 20 years in prison with no family ties -- only a pen-pal girl (Anne Heche) who is coming to meet him for the first time. Goldblum's John Nolan takes a giant leap and starts to assume Auggie's identity, slowly weaning himself from his rich guy trappings (and his own form of prison) as he becomes this down-on-his-luck individual. Laconic and contrived beyond belief, Auggie Rose is nonetheless a much better film than I ever expected it could be, largely thanks to Goldblum's prodigious acting chops. If anyone could make you feel the life of a rich insurance salesman is worse than that of a penniless ex-con, Goldblum can.
Anyone who's ever seen any documentary footage of real Nevada brothels (or has been to one personally -- hey, we don't judge), knows that the ladies that typically work there are hardly mistakable for Hollywood starlets.
Never mind that. If you're willing to suspend disbelief -- completely and utterly -- you might find The Ranch a curious diversion.