Herbert Allen

Herbert Allen pops up in “I Am Here… Now” (2009), and if you’ve ever dipped your toes into that strange pool of indie sci-fi, you know this one’s got a vibe all its own. The story? It’s a wild ride. The film drops you right into a near-future world that’s basically circling the drain—climate disasters, corruption, people acting like total idiots. The big twist? God (yeah, that God) decides to come down to Earth, and not in some grand, thunderous spectacle. Nope, he’s just kinda chilling, wandering the desert in human form, looking like he just stepped off a cross-country Greyhound. Herbert Allen’s role isn’t exactly front and center, but honestly, nobody in this film is just background noise. Every character seems to represent some little piece of the messy puzzle that’s our world. You’ve got drug dealers, lost souls, people trying so hard to find meaning it’s almost painful to watch. Allen’s character stumbles through this chaos, bumping into the divine and the desperate—and, honestly, you can’t tell which is which half the time. The movie’s less about big-budget effects and more about awkward, earnest conversations—like someone mashed up a philosophy class and a fever dream. It’s got this weird, low-budget charm, like everyone’s in on the joke but no one’s actually laughing. Allen brings this raw, off-kilter energy that fits right in with the surreal, sometimes cringey, always fascinating mess the film throws at you. If you’re into movies that make you go, “Wait, what did I just watch?”—this one’s got your name all over it.