Seeing the Wicker trailer really just proved that the “male loneliness epidemic” is 100% self-inflicted because people are over here more than ready to fuck a sentient wicker basket.
...I'm sorry WHAT THE FUCK is this movie?!
Olivia Coleman asks Peter Dinklage to make a basket-husband. Her village immediately gets super jealous 'cause the horrifying wicker man is a far better partner than the dudes are.
Pardon my 80's UK TV awareness, but I'm getting distinct Worzel Gummidge vibes here, with Dinklage as the Crow Man.
This movie looks horny and fuckin insane and I'm here for it :D





















