As a completely depraved thought experiment, the Icelandic comedy troupe Mid-Island forced Disney’s cantankerous, pants-less mallard to conform to the gritty, hyper-spartan “Dogme 95” style pioneered by Danish directors like Lars von Trier.
Although Mid-Island doesn’t stick to the no-frills Dogme 95 rulebook entirely, disturbing scenes of Gladstone Gander and Daisy Duck getting frisky and Donald blowing rails make up for it. Somewhere, Carl Barks’ grave is spontaneously combusting. Hat tip to Syafiqjabar of Mars.
