One of those not-uncommon-enough limp comedies that leaves viewers questioning who managed to spherical up a lot underexploited talent, Bob Castrone’s Flock of Dudes revolves round a crew of greatest-pal underachievers so bad for each other they’ve to interrupt up to be able to get their lives began. Chris D’Elia stars, however when this pic makes its swift transit from theaters to digital providers, it will be supporting players — from Marc Maron to New Girl‘s Hannah Simone — who earn the most clicks from soon-to-be-disenchanted sofa potatoes.
Viewers who sustain with contemporary comedy shall be puzzled from the start, as Castrone gathers a number of the weirder abilities on the market — like Eric Andre and Brett Gelman — only to have them play generically stupid bros who can “whooo!” with the worst of them. (Both have done this kind of thing paradoxically before; but if there was any meta-boorishness in these performances, it was edited out.) Three of these dudes stay with D’Elia’s Adam in a home you can smell from the tenth row, taunting their more grown-up buddies about getting married or holding straight jobs.
In a drunken second of clarity, having misplaced one girlfriend and realizing he has no chance with the co-employee (Simone’s Beth) he goals of, Adam declares that he is executed along with his buds. In the haze of the following morning’s hangover, his straight-arrow kid brother David (Skylar Astin) makes it formal: He has drawn up contracts spelling out the dire penalties the boys will face (oh my god, don’t take away our fantasy soccer league!) in the event that they make contact with each other during the subsequent six months.
They do, after all, and the film milks about as much comedian rigidity out of their contract violations as this sentence does. On the one hand, going their separate ways means the extra charismatic core castmembers can exhibit a little bit of character. Unfortunately, they’re all stuck within the margins while D’Elia tries to turn his character, who has more problem discovering himself than they do, right into a hero worth rooting for. Meanwhile, comedians Kumail Nanjiani and Hannibal Buress are so wasted that their presence feels like a taunt to their many fans.
Production firm: Kilburn Media
Cast: Chris D’Elia, Hannah Simone, Skylar Astin, Bryan Greenberg, Brett Gelman, Eric Andre
Director: Bob Castrone
Screenwriters: Bob Castrone, Brian Levin, Jason Zumwalt
Producers: Aaron Kaufman, Brian Levin, Mark C. Manuel, Ted O’Neal
Executive producers: Yoram Barzilai, Erin Fredman, Adam Herz, Gregory Lessans, Itay Reiss, Josh Shader
Director of images: Yaron Levy
Production designer: Joshua Stricklin
Costume designer: Paula Tabalipa
Editors: Lawrence Jordan, Alastair Orr
Composer: Jonathan Zalben
Casting director: Emily Bates