By Don Simpson | July 8, 2012
Director: Brian McGuire
Writers: Brian McGuire, Joey Capone
Starring: Joey Capone, Bret Roberts, C.C. Sheffield, Brian McGuire, Harry Dean Stanton, Mark Boone Junior, Elana Krausz, Winston Zarco, James Duval, Christo Dimassis, Terry Wayne, Emmet Mcguire, Cory Cataldo, Jordan Harkins, Logan Sparks, Max Hoffman, Foster Timms, Agnes Barrios-Laffitte, Ugo Bianchi
The Boyle clan is perversely rich, yet their extreme level of dysfunctionalism rivals any stereotypical “white trash” family. We can only assume that things were much different when their much-respected patriarch was still alive; but he is dead now and their mother (Elana Krausz) has turned into a cougar who enjoys preying upon much younger men. Now, the future of the family — and the family restaurant — is in the hands of the nine Boyle boys.
The youngest of the brothers, Steve (Joey Capone), is currently the cook but he aspires to eventually overcome the pressures of his overbearing family and become the manager of the restaurant. When we first meet Steve, his demeaning position seems to have rendered him with a bout of impotence that even the sexiest waitress in the restaurant — Joyce (C.C. Sheffield) — is unable to remedy. Partially out of embarrassment, Steve ends his clandestine relationship with Joyce, falling back on the excuse that he does not condone workplace romances.
Steve becomes incredibly jealous once Joyce starts dating the restaurant’s new bartender, Victor (Bret Roberts). See, Victor is basically the most perfect man to have ever walked the earth. His impeccable looks are only the tip of his persona, as Victor is also an unfathomably — especially for Steve — kind and gentle human being. Steve wants to win Joyce back, but he does not know how. All the while, Steve finds various ways to prove his worth to his family and his ascension to becoming the restaurant’s manager seems all but imminent. That is until his best friend and co-worker Carlos (Winston Zarco) spills the proverbial beans, then Steve’s future becomes much more complicated.
While the making fun of dysfunctional rich white families seems to become its own sub-genre, writer-director Brian McGuire’s (who shares co-writing credit with Joey Capone) Carlos Spills the Beans is uniquely entertaining. Despite being fairly over-the-top, this comedy finds interesting ways to ground itself in the reality of Steve’s quest for respect. Thanks to Joey Capone’s empathetic performance, Steve’s emotional growth and maturation during the course of the film actually makes sense. It helps Steve’s case tremendously that he is surrounded by a backdrop of exaggerated caricatures — he actually begins the film as a caricature himself, but breaks out of that mold by the third act. I often use the term caricature as a criticism of films, especially when used by the director as a lazy means of conveying a character’s “type.” That is not the case with Carlos Spills the Beans. In this instance, the caricatures are means to turn the supporting characters into cartoonish fabrications and increase the saturation of zaniness that Steve must endure and eventually overcome. Speaking of… I really love what Bret Roberts and C.C. Sheffield do with their characters — Victor and Joyce, respectively.