This is a glorious documentary based entirely on my youth and the youths of all my friends when we were youthy. Back then I was a rock and metal fan, and on top of those geological pursuits, we were massive music fans- rock and metal to be pacific. It was a funny time so we spent our days laughing at all the funny. We were young, free, and in school, goofing off from 9 till 3, then going on crazy adventures from 3 till bed time. Activities included rolling down hills, listening to music, watching NewJackCity, pretending we were Policecops and stopping cars in the middle of the road, going to the market on Saturdays to annoy Clive the vegetable, Jim the Barber, and Cole the tramp. Presumably, you all did these things also in your youth so you’ll understand my thought meanings. We would host sleep-overs in each others houses where we would stay up late to watch Beavis And Butthead. We laughed at the antics, ha ha; we guffawed at the adverts, ha ha; we headbung to the music, ha ha; we threw stones at that twat Brendan from our secret hiding place (behind him), hardy ha.
The Beavis and Butthead movie conveys an exciting trip across the strange and foreign land of America, in search of demi-Moore (half woman, half breast), and Bruce Willies. On the way they meet an old harlot, a bunch of chumps, their future selves, take the famous drug ‘Coyote’, and end off in Las Vegas, home of Elvis Prestly. They laugh at a dunkey doing a toilet, they laugh at town names (Portavogie), and they get chased by the FCBIS. Beavis also has a few Jeffries in Hank Hill’s caravan. This is an accurate vision of teen life in the 19nineTees as I can remember travelling, laughing, and boob looking too.
Best Scene: When they call Harry Sachs and tell him that he sucks and then he sends buttwoman round to attack Stuart who is at the Mall spitting onto shoppers with his Chinese friend.