there's little wit or sense on view, just cheesy gross-outs and profanities strung together; plot, characters and all that other stuff are clearly beside the point, and for some potential viewers
The tempting trailer for this over-inflated sequel to 2010's B-movie horror suggested that it would deliver pneumatic bliss and bloody piscine horror in equal measure. Synthetic, lifeless and shapeless, it offers nothing of the kind. The flesh-eating pre
despite the title's big-bosom promise, the treatment of living female flesh is largely perfunctory, as though fulfilling a contractual obligation embedded in the title