A violent stop motion cabaret for the cynical and depraved. Guilt, alcoholic apathy and the inevitable, looming apocalypse threaten to push a young man to the brink.
In a surreal, industrial dystopia, a travelling salesman encounters a singing behemoth. This towering, two-headed monstrosity tempts him with a terrifying (but lucrative) proposition.
A crash landing leaves an astronaut stranded on a desolate planet, he attempts to phone for help. Instead, he’s met by a robotic, automated voice calmly informing him: “...unfortunately, all our operators are busy right now...” Stuck, with no other means of communication, he has no choice but...
We all know that smoking is a dirty habit, but this cigarette is utter filth. Smoking kills. Smoking abducts babies. Smoking sucks the living soul from your urethra, spits hot ash in your ear and insists that you call it ““Daddy”“. Is this really what you want?
