Sure, the Mormon hero is the subject of quite a few laughs, but the film almost respects him, regardless. Everyone else, with the exception of Choda-Boy, Orgazmo's sidekick, and maybe G-Fresh, the Asian Gangsta who says things like "You better check yourself before I make you wreck yourself", are vile, hideous motherfuckers, out to corrupt and rob and make off with ones soul and possibly ejaculatory abilities.

The whole carry-on is much wittier and knowing than anything called Orgazmo has any right to be. In one scene, three actors debate the degrading effects of pornography on not just woman, but men, and the general exploitation of it all, as the director waits for them to hurry the hell up and be naked.

It's like in South Park, when you have the bit at the end of the episode about "I've learned something today…" It's done for sarcastic laughs, but it also makes a lot of sense if you get past the sheer absurdity of it all.

Like the show, in fact, Orgazmo constantly subverts our expectations. Just as those ever-so-wanked-over porn stars are about to disrobe, for example, we get a big hairy arse step in front of the camera. We don't even get the silicone breast-shot, man, on account of this motherfucker's fuzz-coated anus.

It's just as funny as when someone splits a bag full of groceries in front of you in the street, except it's ok to laugh, since you're probably at home, and anyway, it's a comedy and it's by the fellas what made South Park so you're probably all trippin' on XTC or whatever the fuck you youngsters do nowadays.

Juvenile motherfucking delinquency, man. It's a cancer in the scrotum of civilisation.

There's also a plethora of brilliantly funny characters, not least Dave, The Lighting Guy, played by Stone, who says things like "I don't wanna sound like a queer or nothin', but I think Depeche Mode were a pretty sweet band".

Parker and Stone also make a virtue of their miniscule budget, never trying to disguise the fact, and actually drawing our attention to it via some hilariously inept special effects.

There's just so much warmth and humanity in it all, something you never really hear these fellas get credit for. It's always "Oh, did you see what they said about Jews / Mel Gibson / Lesbians?", but no one ever says, "Hey, by the way, did you see the incredible understanding they displayed regarding Michael Jackson, at a time when everyone else has him painted as some villainous, freakish motherfucker before the trail even started?" Who the fuck would have thought for a second that the place to find considered, intelligent debate on television is in the form of a cartoon about kids saying "Pardon my French, but you can suck my hairy balls".