There's no real story, no characters just three decrepit figures filming themselves breaking shit, singing, dancing and, as the title states, humping trash (trash cans, really). It's shot on antiquated VHS, lending it a surreal sense of watching the strangest home movies ever. There's no music, very little dialogue, and the only sound effects are the eerie laughter and incoherent screeches of the cast, which are constant, irritating and guaranteed to put your nerves on edge. A mad-science hybrid of the self-abuse-as-entertainment genre of Jackass, the bizarre non sequitur humor of an Adult Swim cartoon and pretentious performance art, Trash Humpers must be seen to be believed.
See it at 10 p.m. tonight and tomorrow at Starz FilmCenter, in the Tivoli building on the Auraria campus. Tickets are $9.75 general admission, $7.25 seniors, $7 DFS members and $5 for students. For more info, visit www.denverfilm.org or call 303-595-3456.
Fri., June 18; Sat., June 19, 2010