Did you just toot?
Who would have ever predicted the popularity of first the book series and now the movie series based on the deep, dark, mysterious world of rippers. Yes, rippers. I'm speaking, of course, about Fartfright.
Of course the whole genre began with Bram Stoker's skunk-bait masterpiece Diarrhea written back in 1897. Francis Fart Coppola directed a four star film version of the classic in 1992.
Keefer Sutherland and the two Coreys starred in the ripper cult classic in 1987 called The Lost Farts.
And of course who could forget Tom Poohs and Brad Shit in 1994s Interview With the Crop Duster.
But let's return to the current popularity of ripper films. Four films in four years, each more popular than the last. The festival of flatulence began with the movie Fartfright in 2008. A tale of star-struck lovers condemned to immortality because they fart in each other's general direction.
Then came the sequel, The Fartfright Saga: Chuck a Moon in 2009.
In 2010, The Fartfright Saga: He Lets One Slip landed in theatres.
And the latest in the franchise, The Fartfright Saga: Breaking Wind wafted it's way to theatre-goers earlier this year.
Who would have thought a subject matter based on cutting cheese, pulling fingers, dutch ovens and silent-but-deadlies would ignite movie fans. Speaking of which, each tale also has it's share of inflammatory scenes involving blue angels and fart flaming.
The next film in the series is scheduled for release sometime next year and it's called The Fartfright Saga: Love in a Dutch Oven. Here's a short scene...
When asked to account for the popularity of the ripper books and films, author Stephenie Meyer shrugged her shoulders, lifted one leg and said, "I really can't say. If truth be told I really just pulled it right out of my ass."
What a shame Smell-O-Vision never caught on.
Disclaimer: Any comparison to the wildly popular Twilight films was purely intentional.