Some days you wake up feeling great. You're ready to go. Work week be damned! Here I come! Others you wake up with rotting corpses outside your window trying to get in. You hear moaning, screaming, and pounding as if some intense porn is being shot in the next room. Only, it's worse! Sure the stench is about the same, but the climax is all wrong. There's never supposed to be that much blood. Not even in the freaky Japanese films.
Lately, for me anyway, it's been the latter. No matter… Continue