“When I was flying back from Lubbock, I saw Jesus on a plane,
or maybe it was Elvis, y’know they kind of look the same.”

Don Henley – “If dirt were dollars.”

We all know that Elvis Presley has been dead for thirty years – don’t we?

When dead-beat author Kevin Redman thinks he sees Elvis on a plane, this becomes more than just an academic question – it becomes a quest that tears his life apart.

Kevin is drifting through his thirties, on the verge of the ultimate mid-life crisis – bad marriage, bad job, thwarted ambitions – when he spots Elvis.

Neglecting job, wife and family, Kevin begins a desperate search for The King in the arid suburbs of Phoenix, Arizona.

His wife thinks he’s having an affair, his brother-in-law is plotting to get him fired, and his best friend thinks he’s lost it, but Kevin is obsessed.

The path to The King isn’t easy – Kevin is mistaken for a peeping tom, captured by an S & M gang, and stalked by a deranged local hunter, but he finally finds Elvis, living in a gleaming Silver Stream trailer at Cactus Jack’s Motel Park.

Face to face at last with Elvis, Kevin must face up to his past in order to allow his future to emerge.