All My Friends Are Funeral Singers

Before we go any farther, one thing needs to be made clear. Angela Bettis fans who are expecting a gory horror movie along the lines of May or Sick Girl are going to be disappointed. This is basically a quirky comedy with supernatural elements, focusing on a backwoods fortune teller and the small army of ghosts that inhabit her house.

Although not a bad film, there isn't much to recommend about it either. For the first half of the picture, the plot does not so much flow as drift, going from one vignette to another with no real reason or logic behind them. Only in the second half, in which we focus on the ghosts' struggle to leave the house, do things begin to pick up.

The tendency of the film to spend minutes on end watching the performances of a group of ghost musicians, which serve no purpose other than to promote the Califones, the band of director Tim Rutili. These sequences are distracting, and detract from the film overall.

Nevertheless, the film strangely works, with a quirky sense of humor that is at times genuinely amusing. The denouement in particular is quite funny.