MEET THE FEEBLES is a revolting, perverse, and distasteful piece of absolute garbage. And I love it. Peter Jackson follows up his stellar zombie gorefest DEAD ALIVE with this twisted take on The Muppets, where a theater troupe of various animals prepare for their break-through performance. Things don't go quite as planned when members of the cast are busy having furry threesomes, contracting various puss-dripping STDs, making S+M sex tapes backstage, selling drugs, snorting coke, eating shit, and participating in other more disturbing activities. Yes, really. Jackson displays his masterful filmmaking skills once again in what should have been an absolute disaster. Despite the insanity on screen, the quality of the costumes, elaborate set designs, and overall execution of this dark comedy take it far beyond its B-Movie roots. The life-size puppet characters entirely suspend disbelief as they are removed from the stage and walk freely around town, and even play golf. Every second of the film is sure to have any audience member either laughing uncontrollably, thoroughly disgusted, or both. Jackson's genius clearly shines through in his visionary approaches to even his smaller films, but this one truly has to be seen to believe.
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