‘Plantman & Blondie: A Dress Up Gang Film’ Review: A Laugh-Free Comedy

In case you’re wondering about the title of the new feature comedy receiving its world premiere at SXSW, be advised that The Dress Up Gang is an alt-comedy troupe that has attracted a following for their videos and television series. They’ve now parlayed their popularity into their first feature film directed, written by and starring its members. The result is Plantman & Blondie: A Dress Up Gang Film, which is about as wacky as its moniker suggests.

Full disclosure: I was previously unaware of the troupe, although several of its members — such as Frankie Quinones, Cory Loykasek and Kirk Fox — are familiar from such television shows as What We Do in the Shadows, Physical and Jury Duty, respectively. What I do know is that this sort of offbeat comic material, best suited for short videos and sketches, can be very difficult to pull off in a feature-length film, as the recent The Napa Boys proved. Humor is of course subjective, but what this effort mostly seems to indicate is that the Dress Up Gang’s brand of comedy is an acquired taste.

The shaggy dog story involves the main characters of Cory (Loykasek), a work-at-home employee for a small-time parking lot company in Los Angeles, and Donny (Donny Divanian), a cyclist who chides him for leaving the wan fiddle leaf plant he’s just purchased in his car during a heat spell. Their nicknames stem from the fact that Cory is, well, blonde, and Donny is a neighborhood vigilante obsessed with protecting neglected houseplants. 

Their paths cross again when Cory accidentally hits Donny’s bicycle with his car and, as penance, agrees to drive him around town for a week to do errands. In the process, Cory becomes aware of his passenger’s extracurricular activities, which include breaking into people’s homes and rescuing plants he deems at risk.

Listen, comedy films have been constructed around flimsier premises. But those premises are usually, you know, funny, which this one really isn’t. Nor is the supporting character of Fox, played by Kirk Fox (making up original names doesn’t seem to be in the troupe’s wheelhouse), Cory’s ex-con friend who brags, “I used to teach tennis to Pablo Escobar,” and whose frequent words of advice always include film references. “I don’t like it,” Fox says about Cory serving as Donny’s chauffeur for a week. “You saw Collateral?”

Nor is the running gag of people constantly complimenting Cory on his gecko t-shirt. Nor is the scene in which Cory trips on mushrooms on Hollywood Boulevard (which is probably true of half the people walking there). Nor is the sight of Donny wielding a Super Soaker as a weapon. Nor is the subplot in which Donny’s victims, one of whom makes his living as a “water sommelier” (and yes, I know they exist), band together as the “Next Door Boys” to get to the bottom of the neighborhood’s plant thefts. 

Featuring so many plugs for Chick-fil-A that one hopes the producers got a good product-placement fee or at least free catering for the film shoot, Plantman & Blondie might have been amusing enough as a brief sketch, although frankly even that’s doubtful. Stretched out to feature length, it drags unmercifully, with its laughs-per-minute ratio in negative numbers.

The performers, who also include such non-Dress Up Gang members as Kevin Nealon and Kate Berlant, are clearly talented. But their film has the feel of an improv exercise badly in need of further development.