You know how Juno starts off like a brat smacking gum right in your damn ear canal and an hour later you’re fiddling with the Raisinets trying not to cry in front of your girlfriend or boyfriend’s impressionable lil’ sibling? Well, the first trailer to Neil Marshall’s Doomsday had a similar, sudden change in trajectory, but it wasn’t like Juno’s pffffft-to-tissues, it was zzzz-to-being attacked by a bat out of hell. Let me add to that: if the hell bat had a mohawk, a nice ass and a friggin’ chainsaw.
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