“It is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly; who errs, who comes short again and again, because there is no effort without error and shortcoming; but who does actually strive to do the deeds."
Sunday, May 24, 2015
How bad is it? It's a film about a monster turd. That said, it's about what you'd expect. Should you see it? I hated it, but if you think bathroom humor is great, it'll do.
Reportedly budgeted at $3000, this has a little girl tell her father a story she makes up, which turns into a film about a serial killer who hides in a sewer when toxic waste gets involved and he becomes a giant turd (actually, it looks like thousands of regular turds piled together). There's a chili cook-off. There's an attempt to kill him with flies. There are people wearing diapers as armor. There's a lot of crap.