February 18 1930, American astronomer Clyde Tombaugh discovers Pluto sparking worldwide media frenzy and a declaration of war some 5762 million kilometres away. Problem is how do you touch down on earth when you are of the one eye in the centre of head and upright resemblance to a warthog persuasion? Easy. You build a man machine. Arm it with 50mm plasmo cannons. Coat it in silicone flesh. Call it Mr. Sven Galvanised, and with the benefits of a long distance rocket ship and pilot Porker Nimrod, we have lift-off!
Enter die-hard Clint Eastwood fan Bud Buddy-Boy Fukes. First to spot the danger, Bud begins a one-man campaign to halt the invasion. A journey that will land him in hospital and in deep trouble with the CIA the FBI and the President of the U.S of A
London. On the banks of The Thames Young Timothy Winterbottom is considering how best to dispose of his hopeless vagrant sidekick, Jeremiah P Fudgett. How tempting the thought to dash that devious head with a rock and spare himself further humiliation; when suddenly something falls from the sky, skims across the surface of the Thames and sinks without trace.
Will anyone believe Young Tim? Is anyone gullible enough to swallow the story of a naked alien wading from the murky depths in plain sight of a very well hidden Lanky Gormster with no fixed abode?
Bud Fukes certainly does. Enough to discharge himself from hospital and book a flight to London, England.
And so begins a race against time to stop newly appointed Lord Mayor of London Sven Galvanised from achieving a lot more than the scrapping of the congestion charge and abolition of the bendy-bus.
A bit of a tall order. But with a whole host of unlikely characters ranging from political activist Che Goshawk, incompetent PC Nick Plumseed, two Irish trawlermen with a vested interest in underwater salvage, and a CIA agent with a fondness for ill fitting suits, anything is possible.
February 18 1930, American astronomer Clyde Tombaugh discovers Pluto sparking worldwide media frenzy and a declaration of war some 5762 million kilometres away. Problem is how do you touch down on earth when you are of the one eye in the centre of head and upright resemblance to a warthog persuasion? Easy. You build a man machine. Arm it with 50mm plasmo cannons. Coat it in silicone flesh. Call it Mr. Sven Galvanised, and with the benefits of a long distance rocket ship and pilot Porker Nimrod, we have lift-off!
Enter die-hard Clint Eastwood fan Bud Buddy-Boy Fukes. First to spot the danger, Bud begins a one-man campaign to halt the invasion. A journey that will land him in hospital and in deep trouble with the CIA the FBI and the President of the U.S of A
London. On the banks of The Thames Young Timothy Winterbottom is considering how best to dispose of his hopeless vagrant sidekick, Jeremiah P Fudgett. How tempting the thought to dash that devious head with a rock and spare himself further humiliation; when suddenly something falls from the sky, skims across the surface of the Thames and sinks without trace.
Will anyone believe Young Tim? Is anyone gullible enough to swallow the story of a naked alien wading from the murky depths in plain sight of a very well hidden Lanky Gormster with no fixed abode?
Bud Fukes certainly does. Enough to discharge himself from hospital and book a flight to London, England.
And so begins a race against time to stop newly appointed Lord Mayor of London Sven Galvanised from achieving a lot more than the scrapping of the congestion charge and abolition of the bendy-bus.
A bit of a tall order. But with a whole host of unlikely characters ranging from political activist Che Goshawk, incompetent PC Nick Plumseed, two Irish trawlermen with a vested interest in underwater salvage, and a CIA agent with a fondness for ill fitting suits, anything is possible.