Lamb of God is Juno writer Diablo Cody’s first film as both writer and director. The story follows a young woman who survives a plane crash and subsequently loses her faith.
The girl, named Lamb because that’s so quirky and cool, is quite conservative at the beginning of the film, and she’s pretty religious. After the plane crash she questions her faith, moves to Los Angeles and slowly but surely rediscovers her religion. Because this is a Diablo Cody film and she chose Julianne Hough as her lead, you can be sure Lamb will be quite vapid and shallow, both in the way she’s written and performed. This will come across as a scathing condemnation of ‘small minded conservatives’ and lack any real substance. Such is a Diablo Cody film.
Like I’ve said, the film is the directorial debut of Diablo Cody, who wrote the enjoyable Juno, the trying to hard and failing miserably Jennifer’s Body and the commercial and critical flop Young Adult. She writes in such a quirky style that you just want to vomit.
She’s sorta the female version of M. Night Shyamalan. There’s potential here, and the debut was impressive, but then one shitfest after another makes people laugh when your name shows up on screen.
No trailer for Lamb of God yet.
Julianne Hough … Lamb
Octavia Spencer … Loray
Russell Brand … William
Kathleen Rose Perkins … Amber
Iliza Shlesinger … Carol
Phil Austin … Pastor Rick
Alyshia Ochse … Lexus
Ciera Payton … CoCo the Stripper
Danielle Andrade … Girl In Hallway
Azure Parsons … Charlie
Edward J. Clare … Churchgoer
Gabe Begneaud … Drunk Guy #1
Gralen Bryant Banks … Janitor
Elton LeBlanc … Casino Patron
Shane Partlow … Buffet Attendant
Cynthia LeBlanc … Casino Patron
Cesar Lazcano … Zip Line Attendant
Julie Ann Doan … Tourist
Diablo Cody could actually make a decent film, but only if she gets away from her cleverness and writes in a straightforward and honest way. It’s just annoying otherwise.
The main character’s name is Lamb. Ugh.
I don’t expect Lamb of God to do any sort of business or be a critical darling. Just a flop. A big, hard floppy, useless thing.
Like that thing between the legs of every Canadian man. Except theirs aren’t big.