Shot in 2001 and now huckstered into cinemas (litigation nearly sank it youll understand in a minute), imagine Abigails Party gatecrashed by Viz
Sometime serial killer Donald (David Threlfall) is waiting at home with a body on the floor and one thing on his mind: unloading a tub of Ben & Jerrys ice cream up the back-passage of a Julie Andrews lookalike (two lawsuits for the price of one there). A string of unexplained, uninvited guests skinheads, crooners, a big, black Jesus ensure Donald is left waiting.
The presence of Alison Steadman amps up the overall vibe of a depraved Mike Leigh, but given the limitations one location, talky script itd be more at home on the Edinburgh Fringe.