Jack (The Lone Ranger with an eyepatch instead of a mask) does yoga on a rock in the desert. Mo (Tonto), his faithful sidekick, sends him a message by arrow. Thus begins DUST UP, the story of two ex-marines who have followed different paths since leaving the military. One of them is the aforementioned Jack (played by Aaron Gaffey), an ascetic who is into the whole atonement thing, and the other is Buzz (Jeremiah Birkett), who has embraced hedonism and self-indulgence. DUST UP is self-conscious enough to have Buzz tease Mo (Devin Barry) by calling him ‘Tonto’.
As one might expect, Buzz has more followers than Jack.
The film is not as gory as (for instance) BITCH SLAP. In DUST UP, the gore is restricted to certain parts of the film, so if you don’t like that sort of thing, go to the lobby and get some popcorn during those scenes. Quite a bit of the film is relatively carnage-free and contains scenes with Amber Benson and a baby, or Jack and Mo in the desert. There’s something in this movie for everyone.
Every character, even “Mr.Lizard” (Al Burke), is convincingly portrayed. As the story progresses, Benson effectively transitions from harried housewife to gun-wielding guerrilla fighter. But the best thing about DUST UP is that it is delightfully pointless. At the end of the story, no one is better off than they were at the beginning, and Ella could have achieved nearly the same result for herself by getting Jack to drive her and the baby to the bus station.