I insist, dear five readers, that I don’t do movie reviews. That’s because I’m so bad at naming names and their personages, and I dread the science of film making as much as I detest teaching it. But for days now, the itch to write about a comic breakthrough (I told you I can’t do movie review) has been quite disturbing. Before I down a bottle of Caladryl Lotion, I blog.
Zombading Patayin sa Syokot si Remington, started with a curse...
