Your girlfriend has dumped you, so you drink yourself into a stupor. Makes perfect sense. In fact, you drink so much that your guardian angel appears to guide you along the path of righteousness and glory... well, not quite. The Dude's guardian angel is a French pile of puke by the name HR Pukenshette. A vomit puppet, to be precise, who is quite possibly the word's most charming and charismatic pile of sick.
To those easily offended by humour on the theme of bodily fluids, stay away from this film. To all others, see this film. Steve Herold takes a traditional broken heart plot and adds a hilarious twist - without pretensions to being a Shakespearian tragedy, 'HR Pukenshette' is a modern love story with an ultimately uplifting message. The film is well-written and directed, especially considering its low budget. I enjoyed it, and will never look at vomit in the same way again.
To those easily offended by humour on the theme of bodily fluids, stay away from this film. To all others, see this film. Steve Herold takes a traditional broken heart plot and adds a hilarious twist - without pretensions to being a Shakespearian tragedy, 'HR Pukenshette' is a modern love story with an ultimately uplifting message. The film is well-written and directed, especially considering its low budget. I enjoyed it, and will never look at vomit in the same way again.