Fat Slags (2004)

Waste of time

Funny, strange, confrontational and subversive, this is one of the most interesting experiences you'll have at the cinema this year.

While it doesn't offer any answers, it both thrills and makes you think.

There's no way I can possibly love it entirely but I just think its ridiculously bad, but enjoyable at the same time.

I normally enjoy British comedy more than the American counterpart because the jokes tend to be a bit more subtle, a bit more ironic an less slapstick-y. That is not the case with this movie, subtlety has been thrown out completely, and the "jokes" are more or less shoved in your face. This is exceedingly annoying considering that most of the jokes are based around the main characters being fat, uneducated slobs, its not only childish but unfunny and downright offensive. I wish movie makers could learn that fat people and fart jokes are not funny.The worst thing about the movie though, is not the jokes, or for that matter the inane plot or over the top acting, it is the main characters themselves. These two women are so utterly vile and disgusting (both looks wise and behavior wise) that you end up rooting for, alternatively pitying, the supposed bad guys.

This film was so good that after watching only the first 20 seconds my eyes were glued to the screen. Literally. God came down from the heavens and instructed me to prove my faith by applying industrial strength adhesive to my eyes and sticking them to my television.This is God's film.Would you argue with God? That would make you a heathen. Therefore, if you do not like this film, you are a satanist and a heretic. Please send your name and address to IMDb's head office, so that I may turn up at your house, erect my wooden cross, to which you will be nailed and immolated.I apologize for not being particularly insightful as to the content of this film, but in doing so I would be denying you the pleasure of watching it for yourself. I had never been in love until I watched this film. I hereby declare that Bob Clark be crucified and his name be stripped from the bible. Ed Bye is our new lord and savior.AVETE ADIPEM SLAGS. AVITE ADIPEM SLAGS. AVITE ADIPEM SLAGS.

All-right, so Fat Slags is nowhere near as sophisticated as Shakespeare, but hear me out. A lot of people don't like or appreciate Shakespeare because they don't understand it. That's why so many people either completely love or completely hate Fat Slags. You either love it or you hate it (that's where the Marmite comes in). What you have to remember is it's based on a VIZ comic strip. If you complain that it's too rude, too crass, too unbelievable: you're missing the point. It's a comic book movie, it's meant to be that way. And in my opinion, it's brilliant. And as for the delectable Mr Anthony Head, it's the most devilish I've ever seen him. Bravo. Now that I think about it, this is less of a review and more of a warning: Don't knock it until you've seen it.Go and enjoy :)

This is about as low as the British Film Industry can get. I could have told those involved that this was a bad idea even before conception - and well before a script materialised. Surely someone, somewhere, throughout the entire shoot must have realized that this movie would turn out to be unfunny and a complete waste of time. I am simply at a loss for words. It amazes and, indeed, infuriates me that the British film industry is in the dolldrums and utter rubbish such as this still manages to fart itself out and splatter all over the big screen. For crimes against celluloid, Fat Slags deserves a life sentence - at the bottom of the smallest shelf in the smallest video store in Hell. And it can consider itself damn lucky, too.