Science failed, religion failed, philosophy failed.
Now it's time for wrestling to come........and HAVE A GO!!!!!!!!!!
The forces of the cosmos are in turmoil! But through the mists of time, we can discern the fat shadows of obese prophets. When a wrestler is wronged his swollen sausage fingers reach for the bulbous strap-on-jack of vengeance. He penetrates, ripping a wormhole through the very fabric of time's trunks. After the opening of this sweaty Pandora's Box this portly pig man shoots his heavy load, delivering a catastrophic conflict between good and evil.
The film has been earmarked as a visual aid in further education colleges around Great Britain and as a set text on the GNVQ advanced streaking cap, hair & Beauty Course.
- 'It's bloody awful but it will make you laugh' The Times '97
- 'The 1941 of independent filmmaking.' Headpress no.14
- Cannes Film Festival (May 97), Edinburgh Film Festival (Sept 97), Raindance Film Festival (October 97: Special 12D showing).
£13 + £2.50 p&p
- Original non-theatrical trailer