The Greasy Strangler

Michael St. Michaels and Sky Elobar star as a father-son duo in Jim Hosking’s scatological surrealist comedy set to divide opinions with its perverse brand of puerile humour. Cut in the mould of a John Waters’ midnight movie, but lacking the edge, the film follows the foul-mouthed Big Ronnie (Michaels) and his middle-aged son Brayden (Elobar), who run a dodgy disco walking tour together.

By night, Ronnie slathers himself in grease, stalks the streets committing murder and fries off the odd eyeball of his victims before degreasing at a local carwash. Meanwhile, Brayden has fallen for one of their clients, Janet (Elizabeth De Razzo), much to the annoyance of his father.

Hosking's offerings wear thin, relentlessly attempting to sicken us with cartoon violence, excessive nudity (be prepared for endless shots of micro- and macro-prosthetic penises) and crass language. It is a truly bizarre, and purposefully grating, bad-taste flick that will no doubt find a small band of loyal fans, but The Greasy Strangler is guaranteed to make most people flee from cinemas.