I write a lot about how difficult it is to make an indie comedy. The trend today is to make a dramatic film, add comic elements, and then call it a comedy. With the recent end of the “Not Another…” series, the silly, wacky, screwball comedy is now left to indie filmmakers to do with it what they will. Thank God.
Jocelyn DeBoer and Dawn Luebbe comedy Greener Grass takes a simple theme and blows it up into a weirdly, wacky film and as a warning, must not be taken seriously to experience its full comedic potential. My first reaction after seeing Greener Grass was to ask the question, “What the hell was that?” Now my attempt to describe its narrative may turn you off, but you must see this movie.
“Lisa mentions how happy she is for Jill and her baby. In return, Jill offering to give baby Madison to Lisa…”
First, I’m not surprised the filmmakers have such an extensive UCB background, because the movie is a well-written narrative with undertones of the herald (improv nerds know what I’m talking about). Ostensively, it takes the “greener grass” concept, lays out every permutation of the idea, and drops it in a white upper-middle-class community, where everyone in this golf-cart town feels that everyone else has a better life than they do.
"…opening the second act—Jill’s son, Julian, turns into a dog."