The Book of Clarence review – a rival Messiah or a very naughty boy?

The Harder They Fall director Jaymes Samuel’s Pythonesque spin on the story of Jesus and the apostles is a wildly indulgent, irreverent blast

Part old-school Hollywood-style biblical epic, part hipster pop-gospel groovathon, part playful Pythonesque satire: the wildly indulgent and thrillingly audacious second feature from Jeymes Samuel, set in AD33 Jerusalem, sees the director of The Harder They Fall having his loaves and fishes and making a fully catered last supper out of them.

LaKeith Stanfield stars as Clarence, twin brother of the apostle Thomas (also Stanfield), identical but for a few moral irregularities and the fact that, unlike Thomas, Clarence is pretty down on the whole idea of faith in a higher power, preferring the certainties of knowledge. His current certainty is the knowledge that if he fails to repay his chariot racing debt to Jedediah the Terrible (Eric Kofi Abrefa) within the next month, he’s a dead man. To complicate matters, Clarence is in love with Jedediah’s sister, Varinia (Anna Diop). Clarence has what he thinks is a brainwave, but given that he is so high on “ungodly herb” that he’s literally levitating, his judgment is probably not to be trusted. In the hope of wriggling out of his financial embarrassment, Clarence sets himself up as a rival Messiah.