Tag: 2019

I worried I’d struggle understanding the characters, their histories and motivations. “Wait, why did that fat guy just bite her?” and “Who is Choochie and why did the girl with the Juggalo tattoo say she wanted to kill him?”

The Art of Self-Defense is a fart of a movie. The thing about farts, though, is people don’t mind their own. In fact, director Stearns is probably pretty fucking proud of this one.