Trevor Matthews, Robert Englund (2007) A plumber finds an outlet for his violent temper when his science professor turns into a monster.
Anything's better with Freddy Kreuger. Especially moreso when he has a fancy beard.
And now he's a monster.
And now we've entered the Monster Slayer section of the movie. Where the Jack Brooks character beats up all manner of poorly made-up monsters. With a pipe. And sundry other random implements.
But, sadly, that's only about the last 10 minutes. While we have to deal with plenty of time watching a bunch of characters we don't particularly care about, and then watch Robert Englund chewing the scenery as he slowly becomes infected by the Black Heart thing that I haven't mentioned in the slightest. And am probably never going to mention again. Because I don't care enough.
And I want some cake or a cookie or something... But, alas, I have neither.
Friday, January 1, 2010
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Are you all out of pie?
Now I'm peeing, but it's still the same toilet sitting.
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