Picture this: Brisbane City. 1980s era. Crime is running the city. Who is capable of stopping it?
Enter the no-holds-barred, chain-smoking, potty-mouthed Lieutenant Jangles: a cowboy-esque supercop who will stop it nothing to seek revenge after his partner is killed during a shoot-out.
The world of Lieutenant Jangles isn’t your everyday shoot-em-up either. Set in a wild and wacky world of heavy tongue-in-cheek retro satire, the action comedy film introduces us to a literal fence-pissing contest with Jangles (Matt Dickie) and his partner Dickens (Andrew Dickens), when they’re supposed to be on a high-risk stakeout with Gonzales (Justin Gerardin). After the stakeout is done at the wrong house, the true criminals – with complete shonky wigs – end up having a Looney Tunes inspired shoot-out, where Dickens gets his genitals shot off and subsequently dies. From there, Jangles is out for revenge. Not taking a new partner lightly in Wheels (Daniel Mulhall), Jangles uses his connections to track down the crime gang, has an identity crisis, and just wants to shoot shit up – his way.
Lieutenant Jangles is not a thinker movie. It’s an extraordinarily low budget, crude, unintelligible film that will bring out the immature child within yourself to make you laugh at as many fart, boob and dick jokes as possible, while offending everyone and everything at the same time. That’s what makes it brilliant.
Written by Nic Champeaux and Daniel Cordery, Lieutenant Jangles should be viewed in such a way that if you love the rawness of the Australian TV comedy series Pizza, the toilet humour of the 2003 comedy film Ned, the crudeness of early Trey Parker / Matt Stone films, independent comedy routines uploaded to YouTube, and paying homage to the 1980s, then Lieutenant Jangles is your man / movie.
If anything, Lieutenant Jangles has worked its way to ‘cult’ status, even before the first pair of testicles were shot off. Escape today’s world, grab a slab, park your arse on the lounge and get your janglies on.