IT’S A WONDERFUL DEATH / Sacred Fools Theater Company / HOLLYWOOD

The sweetness of the holiday season can be a bit much after a while, leaving a person hungry for a taste of something tart. From its title alone, Sacred Fools’ “It’s a Wonderful Death” might seem just the thing to satisfy that craving.

A parody of the beloved 1946 film “It’s a Wonderful Life,” it aims to turn life in Bedford Falls upside-down by making Jimmy Stewart’s quietly heroic George Bailey into such a hateful louse that when the angel-in-training comes to show him what life would have been like without him, he sees that everyone would have been much better off.

Had such an idea been rendered with an iota of intelligence, in a breezy half-hour or so, it might have been able to sustain itself through a few wicked laughs. But as crudely rendered here, in two hours of sexual and scatological jokes, it humiliates its actors and stupefies the audience.

As written and directed by Brad Friedman, the show has just the one joke: that George is a jerk who, among other things, gets his sweetheart, Mary, pregnant out of wedlock, then treats her like trash, and who retains power of his father’s building and loan by cooking up schemes to repossess people’s houses. Scott Rabinowitz, who plays the role, looks nothing like Stewart but manages a fair vocal imitation, which is the production’s sole consolation.

For a curtain raiser, Jessie Marion has come up with a 20-minute dance involving a pants-less Santa and female prostitute elves in red latex halters and hot pants who . . . oh, never mind.

* 660 N. Heliotrope Drive, Hollywood. Mondays-Wednesdays, 8 p.m.; Saturdays, 11 p.m. Ends Dec. 20. $10. (310) 281-8337. Running time: 2 hours, 15 minutes.