…and looking for another excuse to have a viewing party at your place?
Look no further.
No, friends, your eyes are not deceiving you. The name of this film is “Cockfight,” and it’s every bit as wonderful as the title would suggest…if, of course, by “wonderful,” you mean “so bad that you can’t look away.”
Please, check out my review – that’s where the above link will send you – but I’ll make a point here that I made there: there’s a new drinking game afoot, my friends, and the rules are simple.
1. Drink every time anyone on the screen utters one of the following words: “cockfight,” “cockfights,” “cockfighter,” or “cockfighting.”
2. Trust me, you don’t need a second rule.
You can offer a prize to whoever’s left standing at the end of the film, if you’d like to entice the invitees who are on the fence, but, ultimately, it’ll be a moot point; you’ll be lucky if anyone makes it to the halfway point without keeling over. If you want to put this game into practice, just click on the box art, and it’ll take you straight to Amazon to order a copy…but, please, for God’s sake, if you actually do have a “Cockfight” party, let me know. Drop me a line at wharris (at) bullz-eye.com. I want details. I’m an old man of 36 who gets a buzz off one glass of wine; I need to live vicariously through you young bucks.
