All the men of the Lord | Movie Threat


The surreal realm of Los Angeles is unbeatable in writer/director Andrew Burton’s atypical film All the men of the Lord. The official synopsis is that two Los Angeles detectives, Jimmy (Andrew Burton) and Jerry (Noel Mirabal), with no good leads aren’t investigating anything. This is exemplified by the image of the two standing in the middle of the desert wearing trench coats and bad ties from old TV shows. Think of Beckett Waiting for Godot meets the Beastie Boys Sabotage video. Sometimes they claim to work for the LAPD. Other times they say they are deprived.

During the investigation they aren’t conducting, they travel to a Los Angeles party house to interview writer Larry (William Castrogiovanni), as well as his friends Dr. Busner (Matt Fling) and Shelia (Malaika Lue-Hing). Jimmy starts something with house guest Ines (Ayden Skye), who has already started something with Myra (Iris Braydon). Officer Ray (Ryan Stroud) and Officer Miles (London May) hang out constantly, as do two New Zealand girls, Allison (Gracie Lacey) and Jindabyne (Morgan Michaud). Federico (Simone Attenni) is up to something, and they say the French are going to take over. Everything goes upside down, however, once Myra finds out she is God, a series of events turn the night.

All the men of the Lord has no history. It’s an experience designed to freak you out. It’s done in the underground cinematic tradition of removing the plot to allow the weirdness to spread throughout the duration. And I’m so happy about it. Suppose you have a limited budget with no props but lots of acting talent. In that case, it’s better to go with a wacky mojo like this instead of making another stale movie built around relationship talk and dating jokes. If we’re going to drink some basement movie booze, then let’s throw in some narrative LSD to add some color. It enhances the impact of the humor, because that’s just the icing on the big f**k cake.

During the investigation that they do not carry outthey are going to a party house in Los Angeles…”

All the men of the Lord gives us surrealism in the great Los Angeles tradition of the likes of Robert Downey Senior’s underground mindbuster Greaser’s Palace. LA surréaliste offers the melting shades of two worlds: the elevated and the profane. We are going to make the characters speak in French or Italian before diving into a swarm of well-placed swear words. The musings on spiritual matters carry a constant nagging undertone of bisexual excitement. Grand visions of the potential of existence have burst through the labyrinths of pop culture sitcoms. It’s a dichotomy that’s organic to the city itself and creates a wonderful strangeness. What you sacrifice in the momentum of the story is replenished by unpredictability and weirdness. I was never bored once lost in the land of lotuses. Room8’s incredible retro synth score adds a ton of production value to the proceedings. The music, as well as the man hunter-like 80s credits, lends a timeless feel to the wtf material.

All of the performances are good, as the actors handle bizarre material with buyable reactions. Burton and Mirabal not only maintain the trench coat archetypes, but bring their personalities to life. Braydon and Skye deliver the goods, and both feel like actresses we should be seeing a lot more of. Seeing musician May fully dressed as a cop is priceless, as he was the drummer for Samhain and is currently in the ministry.

All the men of the Lord follows an untraditional cinematic tradition that spans decades. It’s not for everyone, as there’s no set plot to engage with emotionally. Like a party in a strange house filled with strange characters and unusual opportunities, it will be up to the viewer’s level of participation to determine how much fun they will have. If you like your movies to be indie as f**k, chances are this is your bag, baby.


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