All the Creatures Were Stirring (2019)
Nothing’s stirring on my end, I’m afraid.

Nothing’s stirring on my end, I’m afraid.

Come watch as Thomas Jane buries the last of his dignity in the graveyard of his career.

Not exactly diarrhea-causing material, but it’s still tad hard to go down.

Once again, the poster delivers more than the movie itself.

Wrestlers versus zombies. It’s quite the show.

Oh my god, this terrible thing actually won 11 awards from somebody? Why?

It’s like these people haven’t the foggiest idea what to do with the movie after coming up with the man-eating jeans premise.

Oh look, here’s a cute toy that kills people. Another reason to set fire on your kid’s Elmo right away.

This is a fine example of a horror film made by someone that clearly doesn’t understand or care for the genre.

Disconnect. Don’t pick up, Better still, just cut off the service altogether!
