The Cancer-Capricorn Connection by Janet Lane-Walters
This story reads like a bad parody of an “Am I the Asshole?” post on Reddit. And yes, he is. Oh yes, he is indeed.

This story reads like a bad parody of an “Am I the Asshole?” post on Reddit. And yes, he is. Oh yes, he is indeed.

Loki meets his true love at last: a rule 63 version of himself.

Why go to an expensive music school when it’s safer to just start your own band?

This is not an erotic romance, unless you get all hot and bothered at the thought of calling other women all kinds of bad words.

I think I see the shape of Antonio Sabato Jr’s penis… oh wait, I saw the whole thing on display already in another movie. Next!

Generic cover and title go well with a generic story that I will have to work extra hard to recall.

This movie suffers from Stage IV meh-lanoma and oh-so-blah-coma.

These guys sound as good as ever, but this time around, I feel that it is lacking that special something.

A virginal nitwit heroine enters a masquerade party. I’m sure everyone knows the rest of joke.

This is how kiddie psychos are made. He’s surrounded by cartoon villains.
