Santa Claus IS a Stinker: So Bad It's...Kind Of Good?

Okay, so I just finished watching "Santa Claus Is a Stinker" (Le Père Noël est une ordure). Found it on some obscure streaming service. Man, what a TRIP. I mean, it's French, dark, and unbelievably absurd. Two complete weirdos running a suicide hotline on Christmas Eve? Already hooked. Then you throw in a pregnant woman with a seriously abusive, probably drug-addled boyfriend named Felix (who keeps bringing them weird regional sausages), a super flamboyant transvestite named Preskovitch, and BAM – Christmas Eve descends into pure, unadulterated chaos. I swear, I haven't cringed and laughed this hard in ages. That scene where they're trying to get rid of the dead guy in the closet? Hooo boy. And the sausage? The never-ending sausage! It just keeps reappearing! I honestly spent half the movie with my jaw on the floor, wondering how they even got away with some of this stuff back in '85. It's definitely offensive in spots, no question, but the sheer over-the-top nature of it all kinda cancels some of that out? Look, I'm not saying it's good, good, but it's definitely memorable. I do not even know who directed this but its one of those films that makes you wonder how some films are conceived, like what was the seed of the idea? A sausage? or dead body? You know, I think that if you are bored one night, you should totally check this one out. Just be prepared to have your expectations shattered. It is not for the faint of heart or the easily offended, but if you're into really dark comedies and aren't afraid to laugh at inappropriate things, this might be right up your alley. Plus, the ending? I will not spoil it, but wow. Just...wow. So yeah, "Santa Claus Is a Stinker." Prepare yourselves. You've been warned.