If the Muppets live on the sunny side of Sesame Street than the Feebles would probably live somewhere on Skid Row. They’re a far cry from the cheerful felt creatures of Jim Henson’s world, representing every vice imaginable and being cunning, crude, and the opposite of friendly. Meet the Feebles is a different side of director Peter Jackson made long before he helmed that zillion dollar empire documenting hobbit life and snatched all those Oscars. We go behind the scenes of the chaos of putting on a variety show crumbling under the pressure of a soap opera love triangle between the producer: an Alpha male Walrus, a sexy singing cat, and it’s star, an overly emotional lady Hippo. I respect Jackson so much for making the most unapologetically brash, and sexual movie starring puppets that I’ve ever seen; But it’s not for everyone. A bunny’s promiscuity leads to an STD, there’s S&M porn starring cows, date rape, lots of drug use, a show tune about sodomy, and even puppet nudity. Its also funny in the most Un-pc way in the vein of South Park or Fritz the Cat and the final number is a blaze of glory ending to rival Scarface. Hell hath no fury like a hippo scorned.
