After a bizarre car accident, Alice steals a strange, antique brass teapot from a roadside accident scene. That night, she discovers the teapot’s supernatural power: when she inflicts pain on herself (a pinch, a burn, a slap), the teapot spews out hundred-dollar bills. When she feels genuine physical anguish, the payout is massive.
He smelled ozone. And something else. Old copper. Blood.
Upon release, The Brass Teapot earned mixed reviews. The Hollywood Reporter called it "a clever, if uneven, moral fable," while Variety praised its "wicked sense of humor." Audiences were more divided—some found the violence too mean-spirited, while others hailed it as a smart, low-budget gem.
Set during the 2008 financial hangover, we meet (Juno Temple) and John (Michael Angarano), a broke young couple in upstate New York. He’s a failed writer. She’s a failed… well, everything. After a brutal car accident and a stolen teapot from a roadside antique stand, they discover the teapot’s rule: