Fat Slags charts the rise and fall of our eponymous heroines. The unrepentantly vulgar and crass Sandra and Tracey leave their North-of-England hometown of Fulchester for the bright lights of London to shag and booze their way to fame and fortune. The same day they arrive, internationally-renowned billionaire Sean Cooley suffers a blow to the head. He spots them of a popular daytime chat-show and falls in love with their larger-than-life look and approach. Determined to make them stars, he forces fashion designer Fidor Konstantin to base his next collection around them and creates a media sensation. Sandra and Tracey take the UK by storm, hitting #1 in the record charts and inadvertently winning the Turner Prize. As far as the press is concerned, fat is the new black - Throughout their journey into the world of celebrity, the girls maintain their unique, endearing vulgarity, coupled with an innocence that draws the British public to their cause. But in private, jealousy drives a wedge...Written by
That sounds like a pretty outrageous claim, but see the movie and you will know where I'm coming from (oo-err! bit of innuendo!) Really though, this is an abomination of a film, dreadful in every possible aspect. As a life long Viz reader I know what a Fat slags movie should be like, and this just ain't it. Similarities between the comic book characters and on screen counterparts was minimal: they're fat, oh yeah, and, well, that's it really. They should be constantly looking for sex, getting drunk and generally being loud and offensive: doesn't sound like much of a plot, but come, the film only lasts 75 or so minutes, (which really drags). The two actresses were also very poor, just plain annoying. And how could they miss out the trademark laugh? NA AA AA AA AA AA AA AA AA: no such laughs in this movie. Save time and read the comic instead.
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