Choke Review

Choke is a tasteless and unimaginative stew. Look at the ingredients: the typical, middle-aged male with a problem to be solved or not; his friend the fat and simple ‘best-mate’; a broken relationship; and of course the obvious love interest. Contrived and generic characters that apparently supply everything needed for a good story, and in this case a comedy… I think… although the topic was such that to laugh would have been to publicly announce, “Yes, I’m sick and twisted”.

This film is about a sex addict trying to sort out his life and relationships. It manages to portray holistic human degradation: of the body, with mindless and insensitive sexual references; of the mind, by depicting mentally unstable characters as a source of humour; and of the spirit, by blasphemy and by disregarding the concept of real love or indeed any true emotion. Worse, it does this without ever making a clear point and even the meaning behind the title, Choke, is a plot point that has little or no importance and, again, is pointless.

Ultimately there was not a human moment in it. What I saw was animals in a disgusting celebration of the darker side of human nature.