One of the weirdest and absolutely most disgusting late night movies in memory, The Greasy Strangler is truly the most bizarre film you will see this year (and maybe ever).

A veritable oasis of filth, depravity and shocks director Jim Hosking's riotous debut is a mind-melting masterpiece of bad taste and infantile humour. At its flatulent core is hot-tempered 60-something Big Ronnie and his schlubby son Brayden, who together run a bogus 'disco tour' of their neighbourhood ("The Earth, the Wind and The Fire lived here"). The rest of the time, they feast on grease-slathered and oil-soaked meals, the greasier the better (greasy breakfast grapefruit, anyone?). When disco diva Janet captures Brayden's heart, however, a slime-covered killer starts terrorising the city...

With its fetishised cellulite, nauseating food, close-ups of phalluses (microscopic and elephantine both), profanity, farting and cartoon violence, it would be safe to say it's certainly not for everyone... but those who do settle down will be treated to a grotesquely hilarious exercise in depravity. Think John Waters at his gross best - and then some! Flush your expectations down the toilet and let's get greasy at this late night screening!

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