Well, it certainly makes me feel a bit butter (err better) about myself.
It’s gross in a fairly-clever-but-I-refuse-to-say-“well”-written sort of way til about 23 minutes in; then the zombie-ish-ness starts.
Is it a satire on people in general as being pretty nasty? As fighting their own kind, which not even fcken ZOMBIES do?
Or is it a guy making a movie about fat guys running and then gross sight/sound gags (major fart quotient) before the obligatory zombies?
Dunno. But I did actually sort of enjoy it, for whatever the hell it is.
Checking in at:
35:40 – ok…
47:45 – Yeah baby! Now there’s a title confusion for ya! (still fairly clever).
1:03:19 – mmmhmm.
1:14:44 – ok…
1:16:31 – gratuitous nudity!
Ending – weak.
Oh God it hurts. But still…
Inspirational Quote: “The truth is, your movie is a steaming pile of sh1t nuggets, with the production value of a home video shot by a deaf, blind amputee that is drunk on cheap gin. Please consider quitting filmmaking altogether.”
Grade: D+