Better With Ultraviolence

While watching My Life, a rich-man-learning-how-to-live-after-discovering-he-has-a-terminal-disease movie, it occurred to me that there are few movies that couldn’t be improved by the inclusion of a rampaging werewolf.

Or the sudden decapitation of the main character at the two thirds mark.

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