I had a dream last night, in which I had to fulfill a duty. Said duty involved going into a dark labyrinth and getting eaten by a monster. You know, that “for the good of the people” type of situation.
So of course I took with me some moisturizer and a Moleskine. Because obviously I have my priorities.
Violent Blue — “Katarina is a music teacher obsessed with an unfinished symphony. She worries about her brother, Ondrej an introverted inventor whose financiers are reputedly shady and dangerous. Then one day, her ex-husband Pietro shows up in her house and locks her in a cage.”
Bonus points if it’s a SciFi (now Syfy) channel production. You can always tell:
(Sidenote: To this day, nobody can give a good reason as to why Syfy decided to respell its name. It’s as if it thought it had to test the devotion of sci-fi/fantasy fans. The devotion of sci-fi/fantasy fans.)
At any rate, you can tell it has given up by this point and resorted to combining random nouns in order to come up with plotpoints. See Arachnoquake.
I have to say, though, Sharktopus did produce one of my favourite TV Guide reviews:
“If you’re only going to watch one film about a shark-octopus hybrid that roars, walks on land and leaves a body count in its wake, then make it this one.”