There's no amount of emotional distress that macho brooding can't fix in Least Among Saints, a monotonous drama centered on a PTSD-afflicted Gulf War II soldier's search for canned redemption. The emotional stakes of writer/director/star Martin Papazian's feature directorial debut are almost exclusively defined by clichés. Papazian plays Anthony, a testosterone-addled soldier who just can't get his act together once back home. He's drunk a lot of the time, suffers from nightmares, and isn't allowed anywhere within 500 feet of his ex-wife. So, being an alpha male with an Atlas complex, Anthony's ego-stroking challenge is to rescue Wade (Tristan Lake Leabu), the grade-school-aged son of his irresponsible neighbor. There's nothing but skin-deep warmth to Least Among Saints, a film in which any authority figure who can't magically sober up and play surrogate daddy for a spell is treated as either a meddler or a well-meaning, do-nothing skeptic. Almost everyone in Anthony's world is helpless except the new-and-always-improving him, and nobody but Wade can save him from his worst impulses. After myriad deferred glances and a lot of aw-shucks protesting, Anthony inevitably gets his way. If only that were a good thing.
Martin PapazianMartin Papazian, Tristan Lake Leabu, Laura San Giacomo, Azura Skye, Audrey Marie Anderson, A.J. Cook, Ronnie Gene Blevins, Charles S. Dutton, Taylor Kinney, Lombardo BoyarMartin PapazianRobert A. PapazianVitagraph Films