A middle-aged social misfit is forced to confront the possibility that his abusive father is the local serial killer in this outlandish black comedy. This is not the easiest film to warm to with deliberately over-the-top performances, repetitive dialogue and the two male leads constantly wandering around nude, however, the pure wackiness on display has a certain charm. There are also several very funny moments as Michael St. Michaels keeps complaining "you probably think I'm the greasy strangler!" when everyone from hotdog vendors to his own son refuses to put more grease on his food, and as he dons bizarre outfits without giving a second thought to how he looks. Not all of the jokes work, with far too much toilet humour in the mix, but it is an amusing film from start to finish with all its weirdness. What's more, the film even spins an at-times touching tale of father and son coming to understand and appreciate one another in the backdrop. This is certainly not a movie for all tastes, but in between the pitch perfect electro funk music score, the imaginative costumes and the surprisingly decent makeup effects, there is a lot here to like. The film admittedly goes a little off the deep end towards the end and gets a little too weird for its own good, but this might otherwise be the most refreshingly unusual horror-comedy since 'Otto; or Up with Dead People'.

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.

This movie is actually really bad. Like I should be rating it a 1 or 2 out of 10. The acting is despicable and annoying if you want to be nice. But it's all part of a master plan. Well maybe not master plan, but at least a plan. A plan that is pretty greasy. Almost as greasy as the movie and the Strangler himself.

It's not a big mystery who the title character is, you'll find out soon enough. So it's not about mystery, it's not about quality either. It's about being as crazy and ridiculous as possible. There is a faux tourist service, there is a father and son duo who seem to have the lowest IQ one can imagine. Then you meet other people and kind of realize there is not much thinking going on. There also seems not be a real investigation into the murders. But why should there be? This is gross and insulting. Also very unique and enjoyable in the right state of mind ...