We’re
entering a new age here at CHUD, with a refreshed stable of writers, a
re-energized concentration of efforts, and a focus on consistent,
knowledge-backed fun. To ring in this new era for the site we wanted to
bring you a truly special, truly memorable, truly incredible list that
characterizes what CHUD is about, and we think we’ve cooked up just the
thing.

BODILY FUNCTION JUNCTION
The 25 Grossest, Most Execrable Moments in Film.


We’re
here to explore the most depraved, flinch-worthy, vomit-inducing (or
vomit-involving) moments ever put to film. We’re not interested in
simple gore and viscera here… We’re looking for the shittiest,
pusiest, cummiest, pukeiest, piss-filled scenes in the history of
motion-pictures. Some will be huge, some will be small, but they’ll all
be gross. We’ve also put an unprecedented amount of effort into
pre-planning, scheduling, and dividing the effort for this list, so
expect it to hit you every one of the next 25 weekdays (with a number of
special surprises planned for the weekends!).

So
without further ado, grab your nearest complimentary airsick bag (or
maybe just a whole trashcan) and jump into CHUD’s newest list.

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DAY 14

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THE MOVIE?


Monty Python’s The Meaning of Life
(1983)

The last “real” Monty Python flick is a mixed, bloated bag yet still laced with enough brilliance to satisfy most fans. As a kid on the cusp of becoming a teenager there was one scene that reigned supreme over all others for me…

Mr. Creosote. An orgy of excess that begins with talking fish and ends in an entire restaurant dripping with puke.



The Setup: Mr. Creosote (Terry Jones) is a repulsive blob of bloated flesh*
and the epitome of wretched, rude excess and he arrives at his favorite French
restaurant for a nice meal that includes every item on the entire menu, many of the
items in mass quantity and many bottles of wine and champagne. And whatever else the staff can muster.

And buckets. What are the buckets for?

THE GROSS?



Mr. Creosote pukes all over everything. He eats and he pukes, and not a dainty little cough of plasma into the sink, he projectile vomits a disgusting crescendo of matter that looks a little too real to be taken wholly as silliness. In 2010 it feels sort of tame after a couple of decades of Farrelly Bros. movies and their ilk but when it was released this was not only extremely edgy but also analogous to the way our culture had become. Excess. Excess. Excess. To the point where we were bursting at the seams.

Mr. Creosote does just that and after his waiter (the always amazing John Cleese) offers one last wafer thin mint… the seams just ain’t enough to contain the fire in his belly.

WHO DOES IT COMES OUT OF?


It comes out of nearly every inch of man mass, and it comes furiously.

WHERE DOES IT GO?


It goes in buckets, on people, on menus, and wherever the hell it wants. To get an idea of the majesty, enjoy the entire scene. It’s one of the most memorable and vivid scenes of my childhood:



So good.


ANY CASUALTIES?


The dude gets hollowed out and has his insides outed. But, he doesn’t seem to mind so why should we?

HOW GROSS IS IT:


It’s just comical enough to not be all that gross but then again, it’s so damn gross it almost veers off the comedy chart so hard that it comes back on the other side as comical again. A lot of people were repulsed by this scene upon release but really… it’s priceless.

Even better, it was Monty Python fucking with us. Just poking at us to see us squirm. And squirm we do, but not without loving every minute of it.


Today’s installment was written by Nick Nunziata.


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Previously:

DAY ONEDAY TWODAY THREEDAY FOUR
DAY FIVEDAY SIXDAY SEVENDAY EIGHT
DAY NINEDAY TENDAY ELEVENDAY TWELVE
DAY THIRTEEN

Sidebars:

WET THE RIGHT ONE INVOMIT WE COULDN’T KEEP DOWNSPERMICIDAL TENDENCIES




* As Jabba was described in the Return of the Jedi audio storybook.