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Clean bottom, where the best playing actor is partially drunk Roman Skamene and the least repulsive element overall is the sterile stage camera. Within a few minutes, my guilty-pleasure meter went into the red, so the four episodes were a pure delight of creative debauchery, but in the background, a subtly increasing level of retardation lit warning lights already in the fifth episode. I probably won't regularly fight it straight into the femoral artery, but I hope for pleasant fleeting encounters on the edge of lobotomy. Instead of a star, imagine a mischievous crazy smiley. (04/04/2017)