Chompy's Burgers

The scouts

Finally, someone making a film that treats the corporate mascot as genuine cosmic horror rather than just a gag—the Farringtons understand that true subversion isn't winking at the audience, it's committing to the absurd premise until it becomes genuinely unsettling.

A competent descent into body-horror satire with clear structural discipline, though it trades in the familiar lineage of corporate-dystopia shorts without quite earning a formal distinction that would set it apart from its predecessors.

The sound design choice to keep the mascot's jingle playing underneath increasingly disturbing imagery is the decision that makes this work—it's a single smart constraint that transforms what could be a one-note premise into something that lingers.