And the award for most consistently messed up, incomprehensibly bizarre, totally bonkers and disgustingly greasy movie ever made goes to….***drum roll***… The Greasy Strangler, directed by Jim Hosking, the man who gave us the incredibly warped 'G for Grandad' segment from ABCs of Death 2. Cue applause from fans of f••ked-up cinema all over the world…

The Greasy Strangler stars Sky Elobar as Big Brayden, a tubby lank-haired loser who still lives at home with his father, Big Ronnie (Michael St. Michaels),a grease obsessed disco tour guide who, in his spare time, likes to coat his naked body with oily goop and strangle people until their eyes pop out. When Brayden meets and falls for Janet (Elizabeth De Razzo) during one of his father's tours, Ronnie does his best to spoil the burgeoning romance.

It would take an age for me to list all that is wrong (or right, depending on your point of view) with this film, but I think that I only need to mention that old man Ronnie has a massive pointy pecker that he proudly displays at most opportunities in order to illustrate my point. Even his purple disco suit has a special netting panel to keep his todger in plain sight. If this kind of shock tactic appeals to your sense of bad taste, then dive on in, 'cos there's plenty more where that comes from.

Just one in an endless series of puerile black comedies churned out by American low budget filmmakers. This one has more fame (or infamy) than most which is all it's really got going for it. It's a stupid comedy about a father and son team. The father is a serial killer called the 'greasy strangler' who literally covers himself in grease before committing murder; he son plans to put him away. It's all an excuse for misogyny, crude humour, gross-out effects and a random obsession with prosthetic penises. I can see no redeeming values in this whatsoever.

Braydon (Sky Elobar) is socially dysfunctional in an extreme "Napoleon Dynamite" way. He lives with his dad Big Ronnie (Michael St. Michaels) who is the Greasy Strangler due to his diet. The guys spend most of the day sitting around the house in their underwear and socks, or less. For support they dress up in pink garb and give disco tours, making up things on the fly. Janet (Elizabeth De Razzo) is on the first tour. She is attracted to Braydon, and then Ronnie.

The film is designed to be a campy cult film. I doubt if it reaches cult status. The full frontal fake genital nudity, the Greasy Strangler in a car wash, saying bulls**t artist and general grease humor got old and stale very fast. It is juvenile humor.

Guide: F-word, sex, nudity...and none of it was pretty. Need I say, "not for everyone?"