Imagine a world where, since 1953, women have been able to reproduce without men and they are no longer giving birth to male babies. Now, over 60 years later, a quiet, unassuming housekeeper named Andrew Myers finds himself at the center of a battle to keep men from going extinct.
The gags, many of which come packaged with the premise, largely fall flat. For all the thought put into No Men, it still feels more like the makings of some solid sketch comedy than a feature film.
Combined with some stiff performances (even for fake talking heads), it's hard not to feel like No Men Beyond This Point is just one long "men are from Mars, women be shopping" joke.
