Manny, you see, is a literal "Swiss Army Man." Tilt his head forward and he barfs drinkable water. Yank his arm back and he karate-chops wood. Plug his mouth with a giant stone and he'll fire it off like a gun. And his post-mortem farts provide quite the thrust. In the very first scene, Hank escapes a desert island by riding Manny like a jet ski. A well-dressed, ghost-white, gas-spewing jet ski.
Swiss Army Man plays like The Revenant reenacted by the Lost Boys. Between its absurdist sight gags, the movie asks life's big questions: the meaning of life, the futility of death, the responsibility of the modern man, and the truth about sex. This is a movie where the heroes build a compass out of a magical, raging boner.
The directors, Dan Kwan and Daniel Scheinert, whose previous work includes everything from Chromeo music videos to Childrens Hospital, revel in their mix of high- and lower-than-lowbrow. "Originally it was a fart joke," admitted Scheinert during a post-screening Q&A. Then the duo wondered how a dead body would wind up farting its way across the Pacific. The rest is history.