People, have we learned nothing from the folly that was 40 Days, 40 Nights? [Michael Lehmann, what happened to you, man?] Apparently, a movie exists called Manfast. Which is not even a word, much less something to brag about. Its plot? "The story follows four hard-partying, post-feminist, self-labelled "manaholics" who live in the affectionately named "House of Babes" in Tallahasseee, and publish a struggling zine titled Biotch. While famous for their festive ways, the babes wonder if there is more to life and love." Let me guess: Hilarity ensues. Also, fucking. And perhaps more clever neologisms. Heh, I said "gisms."
You're right. "Lysistrata" is too hard to say. But naming your production company Kali Films sure is a funny joke.
