No, this is not a review of a 90s R&B album! As a matter of fact this is a Cronenberg-ian body horror ride from the rough guts of Melbourne (Melbin), Australia on the tail end of their New Wave Punk scene. It’s directed by Philip Brophy, former drummer of performance punk band, ➡⬆➡ (Pronounced tsc-tsc-tsc I’m not kidding). I really loved this movie and all of its bizarre, backwoods, body weirdness. All I can really do is gush (pun intended fuck it), which is boring, so instead, here are some captioned pics from the movie. Some I may have edited a bit. Cheers!