“There’s got to be a better place to find God.”

Justin’s rating: Moo! MOO!

Justin’s review: For those of you who are saying, “I’ve never heard of this movie,” you’re probably not one of the 25 people who made it. It’s an indie film that only saw a limited release.

To try to give you an idea of what this movie is, The Good Book is part Night Of The Living Dead, part 1984, part Devil’s Advocate, and a very small part of Woodstock. We have our hero, Cyrus, who’s a computer consultant living in a very altered future. Mankind is forced indoors and has to live off the internet, and Cyrus makes his living fixing computer problems and shooting zombie “Lock-Outs” (humans who have elected to live outdoors and drink Drain-o).

Cyrus looks like he’s on a perpetual hangover; perhaps this is because some mysterious entity keeps popping in his life: his bedroom, his car, his office, and presumably his bathroom (that’s gotta cut down on luxury time). Additionally, his boss Kersh and a Richard Gere look-alike coworker are out to get him, since there’s this sort of conspiracy going on involving a computer virus.

Ack. I could try to explain this all day. It’s basically a blend of a few different genres that the filmmakers thought were cool: horror, sci-fi, and yelling the F-word a lot. I’m practically borderline in recommending this movie. Parts of it are very well done, particularly for the low ($8K) budget they had. But there were parts I found myself questioning why we had to watch Cyrus dress yet once again, or why the guns are shooting white ovals, or why the sound is so loud you can’t hear the actors talk. It also suffers a bit from a lack of continuous feel: some parts are pretty funny, and I think that’s where this film should have gone. Other parts remind me of The X-Files, what with the voice-overs and nearly constant nighttime locations. Then you have zombies for no reason (who, incomprehensibly, make noises that sound like cows. I’m serious: “Moo!”) and a scene of wonderful gratuitous violence at the end.

My favorite scene is when the Richard Gere guy catches Cyrus, with orders to execute. Gere knows this, as does Cyrus. With a gun at his head, Cyrus starts spouting off something and Gere goes “Don’t test me!” Test him to do what? Honestly! Like anyone was there doing a chicken imitation and taunting him to pull the trigger. Does Cyrus not believe that Gere will do it? Is Gere in “execution therapy” sessions? I do love movie clichés.

Oh, and I just must say that the in-movie movie was hilarious and deserved to be featured more. It was called, get this, Vampire Girlfriend Roommates Part Five. If only I had this much imagination.

Sure, it’s an indie, and I’m not holding it to the high standards of multi-million dollar productions. While this film is not always interesting or even following one theme, there is enough indications here that Drop Dead Studios are on their way to crafting some nice work.