So... yeah... what can I say about Bad Milo?
We'll start, as we always do, with the story.
Our hero, Duncan (Ken Marino), is a stressed-out accountant. His mom (Mary Kay Place) is dating a total creeper that's half her age and she wants grandkids, his boss (Patrick Warburton) is totally skeevy, his dad (Stephen Root) is a selfish asshole (HA!) and his wife (Gillian Jacobs) really wants a family. None of these things are things that Duncan is at all prepared to deal with. Like, at all. Duncan is a whiny fucking dick.
As a side-effect of his stress, he spends a LOT of time in the bathroom. The first thing we see is him getting an ultrasound and the proctologist telling him he has a polyp. No big thing, right? The doc also suggests therapy to get a handle on his stress and his wife is TOTALLY on board with that, as would anyone sane. Seriously, if your stress is affecting your ability to poop normally, you have issues.
|Dude has to bite down. There's a fuckin' problem here.|
Over the course of Duncan coming to grips with the fact that he needs therapy, people he hates start dying. The news blames it on a rabid raccoon but we all know better, don't we? When Duncan finally decides to go to therapy for real, we discover that he has a demon living in his ass.
Yes, you heard me. Ass-demon. Anal Imp. Rectal Rawr.
So he tries to and kind of succeeds until he finds out that his dad has one, too. Then it all goes to shit.
|Eeeeeeew, you touched it!|
Of course, I had to deal with literal toilet humor and that detracted a little but if you're into that kind of sophmoric humor, more power to you.
I say that if you want a bit of nasty with your video nasty, go for it.