could steal your soul - the result of arrogant pretension

Rating: Null/10 (6 April 2006)

I had written a review and left it at work. Now i have the urge to comment, so here's a short version of the review. Weirdos, but particularly Mickey Rourke, hyperkill a bunch of people.
Mickey Rourke hyperkills someone again, then, uh, Mickey Rourke hyperkills someone. Various violent sociopaths and demented victims say brainbeatingly dumb crap in hyperlurid noir-talk, which could kill your brain cells and steal your soul.
As Joe Bob Briggs would have said, it has blood,breasts, bimbo-fu, mutant-fu. So, maybe it has bad-movie charm, right? No such luck. It's not live action, which changes a lot and, much worse, it seems to have been made to be in some way, art, so instead of being able to smile at how goofy and awful it is, you're very cheesed off, then overwhelmed by the arrogant pretension of the sadists who gave us this steaming celluloid turd.
Watching this movie is like whizzing in the wind and then proclaiming "damn i love being this wet and smelly!"
You are warned.