Judging from their contributions, some of the filmmakers behind this 26-part anthology find death less fearsome than the thought of a cute girl farting. Two segments confront this concept, including "F is for Fart" by Noboru Iguchi, and others feature women engaged in similar bodily functions. However, Lee Hardcastle's amusing claymation "T is for Toilet" does justice to the terror of plumbing fixtures; and, saving the best for last, Yoshihiro Nishimura's "Z is for Zetsumetsu" includes an SS she-wolf sporting a three-foot dildo, a Dr. Strangelove type shouting out non sequiturs, and the end of the world — and that's just the beginning. Speaking of beginnings and endings, expect neither in Ernesto Díaz Espinoza's exercise in time-travel paradox, "C is for Cycle." Other contributions score points, but in general this is a good idea wasted, disturbing mostly for its puerility, crudeness, and misogyny. The $5000-per-short budget probably didn't help, but having only two women filmmakers might be a bigger problem.