It takes more than the flu to put me down.  Hell, it takes more than a brain stem stroke.  Which means that a chunky wanna-be Max Schreck wandering around Romania trying to be the Angel of Death in Talisman (1998), yet another late ’90’s Full Moon production, really doesn’t send me screaming, you know?  That’s because what hasn’t killed me has made me stronger.  So there.



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