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Steve Harding’s review published on Letterboxd :
This review may contain spoilers.
SHIT THE BED. I put this shit on and stared at it for fifteen minutes. I was lying on the sofa face down on top of my arms. A bunch of internalizing went down in my dome - should I move so I can turn this shit off or am I that lazy. Turns out I am slovenly as fuck, and thank fuck for that! This movie is fucking awesome! It's a Freddy Got Fingered. The first twenty minutes go past and you question the sanity of the fool who funded the film, and then you get it - and it all becomes insanely funny. Maybe that's the point where the weed kicks in. Who knows? All I know is that my fat lazy ass saved me from missing this brilliant film. Spoiler alert - the dudes mouth is massive, this will totally fuck with your head. I still can't work out if it's CG or not. He could fit a foot long in that fucker.