Andrew Savoy once put out a little-heard rock album in 1970, then quit the music industry forever. 50 years later, now a hermit-like semi-retiree and grandfather, a visitor comes to his door — claiming to be a shapeshifting alien being from where his one album was transmitted and has shaped the planet’s civilization. And they want him to come back and write more songs.
Director’s Vision for ‘The Infinite Andy Savoy’
I was sitting around one day, thinking about the little-known singer-songwriter Emitt Rhodes, and thought, “what if aliens came down one day in search of the greatest songwriter from Earth, and decided it was Emitt Rhodes?”
The Infinite Andy Savoy is a story of regret, redemption… and devotion — about an artist who bore his heart to the world, got rejected, and forces himself to live in a life he’s settled for, a prison. It’s a man who has spent half a century in a rut, mocking a part of his life that he really deep down misses — but presented with the most baffling, and frankly terrifying place a fan could come from. It’s reflected in production design (stark white walls), the mundaneness of his settled life, and the shock of being face to face with an alien who not only knows everything about him — one that’s disguised as a human — but also one that loves him so much, something he’s never given himself.
The film is heavily inspired, in pacing and tone, by Rod Serling’s work on The Twilight Zone and Night Gallery, with a soundtrack drawn from Bernard Herrman’s incredible anthology television scores. It’s a return to classic storytelling, and one that leaves no detail spared — and one that any artist, or any creator that puts 100% of themselves into their art can appreciate.
