The ABCs of Death…

…Cannot be unseen. So much death, the unfathomably wrong kind. Is there such a thing as eye soap?! ARGH!!!

I understand what Ant meant in his welcoming speech last night about being proud but not necessarily of the content, lol. Some of those shorts were tough to watch and not always because of their obvious grotesqueness. They just fucking were!

Err, recommend isn’t a term I would use to encourage anyone to see this, rather, Ant’s bloody alphabet soup would be better appreciated by the more curious sorts. Put it this way; If you’ve never sat through an entire movie with sadistic undertones then The ABCs of Death will probably embed your brain with nightmares of bigfoot and the opposite sex, for life. Subtlety wasn’t one of the most favorable techniques among these radical filmmakers — some intense imagery to say the least.

Several standout crazy insane segments had me in stitches, while other shorts found my boots scraping away at the carpet of the Civic as a cat would claw away at its scratching post. Never done that before, which just goes to prove how utterly out of control some of these narratives were. Did I get my money’s worth? Holy WTF yes and then some.