Directed by the folks behind Lil Jon's genital-possessed "Turn Down For What" music video, the film, it's probably no surprise to hear, opens with Paul Dano literally riding a violently farting corpse to shore like a jet ski -- a scene that required the production team to construct a prosthetic mold of Radcliffe's bare ass and record their own farts to use in post.
As described by Variety, the whole experience is a cross between Castaway and Weekend At Bernie's ... if Bernie had a posthumous erection that was then used as a makeshift compass. No, really -- that's something that happens in this movie ... along with the hero drinking buckets of water puked by a corpse and an underwater kissing scene between Paul Dano and Daniel Radcliffe. Sign me the fuck up. By all accounts, this film looks so tongue-eatingly crazy that even the behind-the-scenes photos look like FBI surveillance of a cult's final day.
It's like the middle of Deathly Hallows Part 1, but interesting.
Considering that the entire premise was conceived as a joke between the directors, there's no guarantee that any of this adds up to a good movie ... just one that's aggressively worth watching, like a church fire or drunk dog.