my friend and I were bored, walking through my hometown, so we headed into Crazy Clarks to the DVD section. Naturally, the DVDs in question were of no commendable standard, but rifling through the various self-help and unknown films my friend found one which made her laugh out loud, not only at the ridiculous title, but the blurb. We bought it for a laugh, as it was only two dollars. The next hour and a half brought many a squeal, but none in fright or suspense, but in the laughter that the poor acting, effects, and script brought us. By the time the film ended with a tacked on "cut", possibly the worst twist in the history of awful twists, we were in stitches, wondering how on earth this pile of junk ever got to be made.
Review of Howling III
