Wow! Such a good movie.

The joyful confection is coated in a sparkly gloss, bright enough to gleam from the darkest, most cynical corners.

The story-telling is good with flashbacks.The film is both funny and heartbreaking. You smile in a scene and get a soulcrushing revelation in the next.

This is one of the best movies I’ve seen in a very long time. You have to go and see this on the big screen.

From Peter Jackson, the director of The Lord of the Rings trilogy, a movie so vile, disgusting, off-putting and depraved that it's kind of brilliant. Meet the Feebles is Jackson's second feature-length film. And it makes you wonder how such a man could ever end up directing one of the most successful movie trilogies in history. But at the same time it kind of makes sense in twisted sort of way.Meet the Feebles is a puppet animation. It's about a variety show which is beginning to catch success. It follows the various artists, stage hands, managers and hanger-ons during the shows and between them, introducing us to their lives, habits and mannerisms. And it's one of the most disgusting things I've ever seen. It's perverted beyond reason. Most of the actors engage in vile sexual acts, the janitor shoots pornographic movies in the basement with the full approval of the manager, there's gore and splatter galore and throughout the entire film there are only a few redeeming characters of pure heart, though they shine all the brighter because of it. This movie takes upon as its quest to dance across the line of good taste as many times as possible. It's black humour made flesh.And heavens help me, I kinda like it. I kinda like it a lot. It's so over the top, so corrupt, disgusting and grotesque that it transcends all of that and becomes something entirely different. Something pure in its evilness.Is it for everyone? Absolutely not! It's for those that can laugh at dead baby jokes. For those that can see the humour in the blackest of situations. And for them it's a gem. For the rest of humanity it's best left avoided.

What a bizarre flick this is. Borderline porn, reversely different from Jackson's Bad Taste, this almost seems appropriate, one factor I loved about this. Set around this t.v. show where some of the puppets are really bad and devious sorts, most of the characters in Showgirls should get together with them. Everything and anything shocking comes up in this, including gore, some puppet porn, plus a fly feeding on faecies. Certainly something different, this PJ flick only had a couple of special screenings back in 91 at the Academy, and really I guess it deserved more. Definitely an improvement on his horrible but undeniably lovable dreck, Bad Taste, this captivates the viewer by how far these puppets go. Like Ted, the puppets here were well manned, some of them actually cute and likable like Robert the slightly stuttering hedge hog, and his bitch on heat, this white female poodle, Lucille, oblivious to the fact, she's about to become a star in this scuzzy rat's underground sex flick. Heidi the hippo, the star of our show, goes nuts in the end, guns blazing, at the discovery of her husband, Harry the Walrus, having it off with a southern bell speaking floosy. If you liked to be really shocked, deeply humored, or after something different, where the coin could toss both ways, give this one a go. Besides Robert, I really did love Heidi, especially eating out a bakery. I wish Peter Jackson still made these offbeat kind of films.

While it's nice to see the great mainstream success that filmmaker Peter Jackson has achieved, there are those such as this viewer that really would like to see him return to his roots in outrageous, over the top low budget class-sicks such as "Dead Alive", "Bad Taste", and this memorable bit of cinematic insanity, which takes Muppet like puppet characters straight into hard R territory. These characters are cast and crew of a variety show with more than its fair share of behind the scenes tumult. The star hippo is completely stressed out, the frog knife thrower (a Vietnam veteran) is a hopeless drug addict, and the rabbit MC believes himself to be dying of a venereal disease. In this wonderfully warped vision that co-writer / co-producer / director Jackson creates, puppets have sex, defecate, swear, vomit, and gruesomely slaughter each other. Yup, this is far from being appropriate for kids, but that's the whole point, and one is compelled to keep watching this deliciously dark comedy just to see what nastiness Jackson and company will come up with next. First rate puppeteering, truly fun puppet design, enthusiastic vocal performances, and genuinely catchy songs are part of the package in this priceless puppet perversion. The characters are entertaining, too, whether they're endearing (such as well intentioned nice guy Wobert the Hedgehog) or just plain despicable (Trevor the Rat, who indeed is every bit the walking and talking vermin). The movie is a marvel in terms of art direction and spectacle. One of the gut busting highlights has the flustered, in-over-his-head director fox staging his own production number where he pays tribute to sodomy. Jackson just dives headfirst into the mayhem, leaving all of the credits for the end, and does a fun job of skewering show business in general, with the appropriate casting of a fly as a stereotypically sleazy journalist set on exposing the hapless rabbit's secret. And the jokes keep coming when we get an update on the surviving characters before the end credits begin. If the prospective viewer really enjoyed "Dead Alive" and "Bad Taste", they should find this adequately amusing as well. Eight out of 10.

Peter Jackson's 1989 puppet extravaganza "Meet The Feebles" is a film which defies classification. Is it black comedy, or some kind of sick film created by sick men with 'bad taste'? I think I know what the film is going for watching it and I assure you, it works. It's unlike any movie I've ever seen before, but it does work. Let me alert you though, if your viewing history with Peter Jackson doesn't go past "Lord Of The Rings" and "King Kong" then you may want to think twice before watching Jackson's earlier films, because I'll say it loud it clear: "Meet The Feebles" may very well be the most repulsing movie I've ever seen. It may not be as gory as "Braindead", Jackson's own zombie gore-fest masterpiece, but it is more sickening. It's hard to describe it because it defies every convention ever created, but it is gross. However, if you can tolerate the gross and obscene and find humor in black comedies, then "Meet The Feebles" is sure to amaze you. The film follows a troupe of performing puppets called The Feebles who present a variety show of sorts. Throughout the film we experience a whole abundance of problems with the cast. I don't want to spoil anything about the movie because I feel it is the most effective if the viewer has no clue but they're getting into, but I recommend to go into the movie naively, making everything you see all the more shocking, and in effect, all the more hilarious. And yet again without spoiling, the film's final scene is a force to be reckoned with. It manages to be one of the most striking closing sequences in any movie, capping off the unique movie. Peter Jackson like few other filmmakers has a knack for creating films that are unique and original in their own respect every time. From the splatter fest of "Braindead" to the epic proportions of "Lord Of The Rings" to the haunting, sickening and hilarious tones of "Meet The Feebles", Jackson is the real deal in film making. But take this as your final warning folks, "Meet The Feebles" is not for the weak of stomach.