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“CODE NAME: DYNASTUD”—A Farce
“CODE NAME: DYNASTUD”
Set in the USA in 2024 where homosexuality has long been outlawed and made punishable by death, ultra-conservative gun-loving, gay-hating senator Hightower (Bruce Church) is hoping to become the next president. However, his daughter Patty (Candace Sampson) sleeps around a bit too much (quite literally). Hightower decides to give her a husband who will be forced to be devoted to her so he chooses Bart (Derek Laurendeau), who got caught offering a blowjob but is otherwise a pretty decent guy, and the two get married. But because he is gay, Bart is unable to perform in the wedding night, and then is snatched by gay superspy Dynastud. Bart is believed to be the chosen one of the secret gay movement, so it’s imperative to get him to Bruce Li’s (Mark Andrew Garner) frozen body on a Canadian space station without delay but Hightower and daughter are not the ones to let a good man go, so they send bumbling duo of Sam (Dan Mauro) and Vargas (Aaron Andrade) after the two of them. (Whew).
“Code Name: Dynastud” starts on a wild concept and then just gets weirder all the time and also funnier. The film also never talks down to the audience and keeps them wondering “what will they think of next” occasions.
It is a raunchy comedy that follows a gay secret agent/superhero who combats the forces of repression that have taken over the US in a dystopian future that seems a whole lot less ridiculous now than it did a few years ago when the film was being written. (I know that is a run-on sentence). Even though “Dynastud” is full of political subtext, there is no mention of any actual current politicians. tt has over-the-top characters, visual jokes, self-referential humor and throw-away puns. The meta humor and coy references make this film a winner. Republicans are mega-maniacal, the homosexual underground’s enforcers are the “k.d. lang fan club” and Kegel balls are the health care industry’s cure-all panacea. Any group is a fair satirical target, and by the end the hijinks go interstellar. Directed by Richard Griffin, the story was written by Lenny Schwartz, Duncan Pflaster and many more.