Giuseppe Andrews
Acted in some prominent movies, but makes movies as a hobby, always in the trailer parks where he grew up, involving his neighbours as 'natural' actors. The approach is a juvenile, virtually plotless Gummo-like form of home-made trash that seems partially improvised, featuring Andrews feeding the most disgusting and offensive lines he can think of to his generally older and extremely eccentric amateur actors, and making them perform repulsive sex acts or act out his coprophiliac fantasies. Think John Waters does a reality show by way of Gummo for people that think Jerry Springer contributes to society. Strangely, most reviewers on the internet seem to think he's some kind of genius and unsung indie movie-maker. The only explanations I can come up with for this is that either it's a conspirational joke, or that the world is a lot worse than I thought and people actually think anything captured in a movie must be meaningful. He makes dozens of these useless movies, some of them picked up by Troma.
A dying old man sends out invitations for people to visit him and discuss his upcoming death, resulting in several strange guests while he has dreams involving his toenails and boogers in human form that give out strange advice. At first glance, this seems to present Andrews in a more meditative, bizarre and meaningful mood. But the bottom line is that this is just the same old improvisational trailer movie, only this time Andrews decided on a theme of an old man's death having dreams and visitors, and instead of feeding them lines, he told them them to improvise non-sequiturs while keeping in mind the theme of the movie. Here's a sample exchange: "Live by the lunar calendar, it will help mold your major theories". "Like the whole animals walk and talk as soon as they're born thing?". Those who look for meaning in this movie are wasting their time.
Imagine Gummo as directed by John Waters. Some of the disgusting filth on parade in this plotless celluloid dump includes: A naked 90 year old man simulating sex while talking extreme filth, a man raping a teddy bear with a hot dog and canned goods, an idiot posing as a Frenchman making dumb jokes, a man and his son sharing porn and eating farts, and so on. Words fail me to describe how utterly pointless this is.
This is a sci-fi movie on paper that has even less sci-fi than Godard's Alphaville. A force called Schoof is causing everyone to go insane. This is enough of an excuse and backdrop for Andrews to simply string together a bunch of scenes involving his favorite trailer trash actors doing the most silly and crazy things he can imagine. This includes hearing weekend cowboys having an orgy in a vacuum cleaner, skipping rope with a 20-foot clitoris, jumping over mini Christmas trees, cowboys attempting a gang-bang with a drunk, stoned and then dead girl, interacting with a dead ex-girlfriend who made her boyfriend give her an abortion with a coat-hanger, being chased by a huge picture of a hamster, molesting a doll, aliens fighting over maple syrup, and yet more of Andrews's juvenile coprophilia, this time with colostomy bags. Andrews has joined the lowest rank of Chris Seaver as far as I'm concerned
A teenager named Coney Island tries to develop relationships with his parents and trailer park friends by asking them for advice with his life and girlfriend. In return, he gets many trashy stories about their sexual adventures, bad advice on condoms and how to treat women, sordid, sleazy histories about his parents and himself that he would be better off not knowing, and a party involving a gang-bang with old people, and defecating in the sink. John Waters would be proud.
So this kid goes to some demented denizens of trailers, exploits their reputation and feeds them the filthiest lines and actions he can imagine, dumps all the footage into a movie, and releases it as a John Waters kind of trash comedy that will appeal to the Jerry Springer audience. This almost-plotless movie features a man having sex with his feces, an old woman stripping, microwaving food with underwear, and endless filthy mean-spirited dialogue and trashy characters trying to be funny, as prompted by Giuseppe Andrews. And just to make sure you didn't miss a word of the filth, you get huge subtitles.