Because if I did have any, I might end up as the new Fuckman, the serial killer (And then some) from the newest movie I reviewd over at Trisk, the Troma grindhouse homage, Father's Day!
Blood, gore, sleaze, violence, and over the top everything.
That's pretty much what you expect from Troma, from grindhouse, and Father's Day delivers brilliantly, without trying to be too serious.
Oh, and maple syrup as a plot point.
Crazy brilliant stuff.