Bill Plympton, whose name unfortunately rhymes with our president, just doesn't care! He came out with a piece of animation which makes SouthPark seem kinda conservative. In this third full-length feature film (The Tune, and J. Lyle being the other two), we follow the story of a newlywed hunk who mysteriously acquires magical powers that make his every daydream come true. Imagine "The Mask" meets "Fritz the Cat", and you're half-way there. Plympton's amazing sense of timing, totally bizarre and surreal manipulations of body parts, and a no-holds barred attitude towards the gross and obscene, makes this film a non-stop giggle-fest. When the film was over, I was exhausted from laughing so much.