guinnesssize me

On the 23rd of May 2005, against all medical advice, two Northern Irish filmmakers decided to find out what would happen if they consumed nothing but Guinness for a week. Armed with a car full of booze the boys hurl themselves headlong into the heart of Ireland's hedonistic drinking culture. The lads' initial enthusiasm for the project is soon dampened when good-natured drunken banter gives way to unrelenting hunger pangs and continual in-fighting punctuated only by small outbursts of genuine camaraderie. After two days and forty-plus pints each and struggling to cope with "the fear" they escape towards the Republic of Ireland. Dublin, their first stop and ancestral home of Guinness, provides them no relief as they trawl through high-class members' bars and sweaty clubs alike...with further bouts of drunken squabbling. They then head for Galway where events take a turn for the worse. After a series of chance encounters with psychopathic killers, fights with go-go dancers and weak bladders they finally head for Ireland's southern coast. It is only here that the lads begin to find their salvation, their constant urge to move sated by their all-pervading tiredness and sense of sanctuary.I edited my profile with Thomas' Myspace Editor V4