When the film adaptation of Scott Pilgrim was released in 2010, it was like an explosion of colour and two-tone jingles. To the casual eye, the film is a classic – albeit awkward – love story between Scott (Michael Cera), a loveable loser, and the intriguing yet aloof Ramona Flowers (Mary Elizabeth Winstead). In order to date her, Scott has to defeat the League of Evil Exes – Ramona’s exes. All seven of them.
Over the course of the last century during which film has been a medium, there have been a lot of entries that have demanded the question: just how the hell did this film get made? There is, of course, the floating head epic Zardoz, starring a ponytailed Sean Connery. There’s the disastrously bad, yet endlessly meme-worthy remake of The Wicker Man, with the strangest Nicholas Cage performance ever (which is really saying something). And there is the mind-numbingly, soul-quakingly, unintentionally hilarious mess of The Room.