A heady mix of late 80's gym culture and pre-internet computer-anxiety, Death Spa warns it's viewers that they will 'Sweat blood.'
What they didn't mention is that we would also shit tears, fall asleep and become wildly incoherent in a special 3 am episode of the Snafu Revue that the Fat Film Fan described as 'broadly misjudged.'
The film was bothersome enough that we took some time out to email the director and call him a bastard halfway through the recording, which, according to our friends at Guinness, is 'Only a world Record if we say it is.'
A heady mix of late 80's gym culture and pre-internet computer-anxiety, Death Spa warns it's viewers that they will 'Sweat blood.'
What they didn't mention is that we would also shit tears, fall asleep and become wildly incoherent in a special 3 am episode of the Snafu Revue that the Fat Film Fan described as 'broadly misjudged.'
The film was bothersome enough that we took some time out to email the director and call him a bastard halfway through the recording, which, according to our friends at Guinness, is 'Only a world Record if we say it is.'