In celebration of Four Lions hitting cinemas this Friday we’ve gone stiff cocked and panty soppingly wet for all things Chris Morris. We’re starting with a re-watch of his BAFTA winning short film My Wrongs #8245–8249 & 117. A film as mental as a cat tied to a stick, that’s driven into frozen winter shit.
Starring one Paddy Considine as a man of unsound mind and body left to look after his friends dog, things take a turn for the worse when the dog starts to tell the man what to do. Things take an even stranger turn when the man agrees.
Full of brilliantly dark material like a baby outing a priest as a peado and his own mum as a whore, My Wrongs #8245–8249 & 117 is sick, twisted, completely unapologetic filth that is the reason that this country is in such a mess. Broken Britain! Broken Britain! Broken Britain! Yeah!
Have a short film you want to air? Seen one you think we’ll like? Get in touch and next Wednesday it could be your film we’re raving about.
