Watered Down Shit

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Did anyone see that crock of crap foisted on us by Al Bbceera the other night? The remake of Watership Down. FFS!!

Not only were the CGI graphics two dimensional and the backgrounds reminiscent of the sets from Crossroads, but I am forced to conclude that whoever drew the bunnies had never actually seen a rabbit.

The noses are too pointed, the ears too long and the back legs the wrong shape and size. In fact, they were clearly hares. Still, for 20 million quid of licence payers money, it was near enough…it’s only kiddie shit so the little darlings will never know the difference.

But hang on a mo! Parental warning! It’s much too violent for children to be allowed to watch. They’re not used to such scenes. It’s even worse than that Fortnite game they’re all playing. Especially after their parents were traumatised by the original!

What fucking planet are these cunts on? I watched the first ten minutes – which was a struggle in itself – and then switched off.

Watership Down? Watered Down Shit more like it…

Nominated by Dioclese

27 thoughts on “Watered Down Shit”

  1. Nothing but a bunch of anodyne shit suitable for the “precious” children of today.Bunch of soft,spoiled,weak brats.

    On a separate note…The local Hunt are meeting here today. I’ll be topping up the hipflasks and serving Oxtail soup before they set off for a jolly day’s sport if anyone cares to join us.
    No dreadlocked,hippy,leftie types mind…..they can all Fuck Off and pet their pussies.

    • Morning Mr F. Damn right.
      The original Watership Down was fantastically violent for a (supposed) childrens’ fillum!
      Just watching a 3 min vid of the best bits
      https://youtu.be/aPBck3xcUJc
      makes you think “I really want to show that to a child in 2018 and make it cry and wet its bed”!
      Did you have a “nice” Christmas day then, Mr F?
      And by “nice”, I do of course mean “upsetting or annoying some poor sap”?!

      • Morning Mr. Cunt-Engine.

        I went to the pub until 2 when the selfish Cunts closed to “enjoy” the day with their family. However,I managed to chuck a decent amount of Bushmills down my neck while sneering at any joyful happy families who ventured in.
        Suitable fortified I decided to stock up the larder,gathered up the hounds and 12 bore and had an afternoon blasting the local wildlife..several rabbits,pheasants and a stray cat won’t need to worry about another Christmas.

        Hope you enjoyed your day too.

      • Surprisingly yes!
        As it was Mrs Cunt-Engine’s and mine’s last Christmas together we both actually made an effort to be nice.
        Not today though, fuck that, got a port hangover.
        Who else has a cunt of a hangover?!

      • *weakly raises hand*

        Yeh, cunt of a hangover over here. Those whisky macs don’t play….

      • I STILL daren’t watch it!

        ‘Bright Eyes’ on Top Of The Pops was enough to leave me in floods…

        Morning Mr Cunt Engine, morning Dick – forgoing the sales in favour of terrorising wild animals? Can’t honestly blame you, it’s the lesser of two evils.

        I’m now off to jump into some freezing cold water.

    • Good morning Dick. How much of a start do the busty young village wenches get before the pursuers gallop off after them, a – whoopin ‘ and a – hollerin ‘ ?
      Tally ho !

      • Morning Jack.
        I like to stick to giving the horsey gels a leg back up after they’ve dismounted to have a piddle round the back of my hay-shed (cameras already discreetly positioned.). There’s nothing quite like clamping your hand round a well-bred, hot,sweaty clam. I put their moistness down to bouncing up and down on the saddle and several generations of selective breeding….Oh how they giggle and snort in that way that only well-bred gals can manage as my large,agricultural thumb grazes along their camel-toes….anyhow, I’m off for a quick pre-meet wank….wouldn’t want to shoot my bolt too early when the real fun starts.

      • My breakfast cereal has just ended up all over my keyboard and monitor!

        you certainly know how to paint a very vivid (and humorous) picture, Mr Fiddler!

      • I used to work with a chap years ago who maintained that no foreplay was necessary if a young lady had just been out riding.
        Hope the foggy weather doesn’t impede the spy cam.
        You monster.
        : )

      • God, I love horsey wimmin. However this is not reciprocated. When a HW observes that she really loves horses, this is the literal truth, and I am unfortunately a lizard, and lacking the means to disguise the fact.

        Hope it’s a good meet, and you get a kill. Preferably of a hunt saboteur. Have we cunted those yet?

    • Always amazes me how these flakes can be “emotionally scarred for life” by something as trivial as a kids cartoon and yet see nothing wrong in co-existing with a bunch of bomb-makers.

      All the Tristram and Poppy types past themselves when a cartoon rabbit gets run over, but when it’s real people get mowed down by “peaceful” scumbags on Westminster Bridge, etc., they don’t bat an eyelid!

      The Metro is Londonistab’s freebie rag isn’t it? Makes sense that a cunt story like that would be in it!

      Cunts!

      • Happens to me a lot too. Rebel. It’s odd because sometimes the more dubious ones go through and the innocuous ones are flagged up. Think it’s something to do with the security software and nothing personal.
        Fucking infuriating,none the less.

  3. Only saw the trailer and yes, they were fucking hares not rabbits.
    Perhaps they should have employed some cunts who have actually seen the animals.

    • Clear case of rabbit discrimination! Or perhaps the rabbits are now trans-gender masquerading as fucking hares?

      Either way, it was a shitfest, and I guess this will just be the beginning of some more revisionist shit of classic British 70s films and kids TV shows.

      So watch our Mr Ben, Mary, Mungo & Midge, Magic Roundabout, Andy Pandy, Basil Brush, Pipkins, Rainbow et al – you’re all about to face the virtue-signalling microscope

    • It is now illegal to distinguish between lagomorphs. ‘Bunny’ is lagomorphist.

      Run, lagomorph, run, lagomorph, run, run, run
      Run, lagomorph, run, lagomorph, run, run, run
      ‘Bang, bang, bang,bang,’ goes Didk Fiddler’s gun
      Run, PETA, run, PETA, run, run, run…

      (Apologies to Flanagan and Allen)

    • Yep! Just like the way the BBC have overspent on the Eastenders budget but a similar amount – they just don’t give a shit because its our money they’re wasting.

      And yet they love to close perfectly good radio stations, or remove services from their website (road and travel news being one – very useful of course to the punters, but not to the bean counters at the ABBC)

      Don’t be surprised come the end of their financial year that they will be pleading poverty again and demanding the licence fee to be increased by way more than inflation in order to continue with their wasteful arrogance of our money on shit like this and cunts like Linekunt.

      • Does anybody actually drink fosters?
        Some absolute cunt tried to slip me a can when I was fucking steaming at a party a few weeks ago! Mind you I should have fucked off the minute I saw a couple of cock wombles necking some foster ice lite!! 😡😡

        There’s absolutely nothing those liberal leftie twats over at broadcasting house can’t fuck up!, they’ve had years of practice and fucking millions of tax payers money to indulge themselves….

      • I haven’t touched Fosters in donkey’s years!

        That, along with Carling Black Label, Skol, 4x, and other cheap pisswater used to be my “must have” drink when I was 14 or 15 and on a tight budget!

        Many-a-day my mates and I would buy a 24 pack of the above from the local off-licence (we’d select the tallest out of our bunch, that looked remotely over 18), and then fuck off down the local park and get pissed!

        But that was a long time ago, and I would never go back to drinking any of that shite again!

      • I nominated the foul stuff for a cunting last night. As I say in there I only ever had it twice – my first experience of alcohol when I was still at school and more recently in snakebite because there was nothing else available. I cannot think of an alcoholic drink that is worse.

  6. Watered down shit indeed… I hate all that CGI and computerised crap that passes as ‘animation’ these days… From that misandrist Emma Twatsonised Disney shite to those crappy looking dinosaurs that were on the Black Broadcasting Corporation before Her Majesty’s speech yesterday afternoon… Give me the genius of Chuck Jones, Tex Avery, Friz Freleng, Bob McKimson, and Wile .E. Coyote any time…

    Also, why are all ‘animated’ films now voiced by celebricunts like Corden and Gervais and celebrislags like Johansscunt and Twatson? Whatever happened to proper voice artists like Mel Blanc?…. What a load of cunt….

  7. Garbage, fucking garbage. Saw a few minutes out of it out of curiosity, then turned it off in disgust.
    I loved the original when I was a kid, it’s dark, haunting yet charming, and very real, none of this sugar-coated, tone the realism down for the sensitive kiddies bollocks.
    I strive to be as detached from popular culture as possible, so I don’t know half of the people supplying the voices, but if one of the main characters is Olivia ‘I was ok in Peep Show but now I’m fucking everywhere including an UNICEF advert where I’m telling you to give your money to the Middle East’ Coleman, I’m in no doubt the BBC have once again produced an even bigger pile of shit than the one I took this morning.

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