Mutant offspring of a goat and a drunken farmer goes on the rampage in this crude and witless horror comedy made by actual humans, apparently on purpose. If slobbering, shitting, pissing and farting and farting and farting* tickle your chuckle muscles then this is the film for you, otherwise it's the cinematic equivalent of being trapped in a lift with Roy "Chubby" Brown the day after he triumphed in the world curry eating and Guinness drinking championships. The BHF swansong of Michael Ripper.
*There is a screen credit for "Flatulence Artistes", which sort of sums things up.
Thanks 1990s ... and fuck you.
I found the fim on YT where I watched it in order to have watched it: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=X0zbQ4kTKhc&t=1319s . I'll say this it its favour, it's shorter than I Bought a Vampire Motorcycle.
You're a bit late to the party, Mal, but you've pretty much summed it up.