Strippers vs Werewolves

What I learned from this movie: the werewolfian blood curse that allows dismembered bodies to reform apparently also works on brassieres, stripper heels, and negligees. What I also learned from this movie: always try to finish the majority of your movie's special effects before the Adobe Photoshop free trial expires.

A perfect example of How Not To Make A Movie. So many elements are so, só bad that it becomes fascinating again: the werewolves look terrible, the scene transitions are awkward, the music is indescribably bad, the visual effects make the whole thing look like the first Photoshop attempts from a nearsighted granny... and I think I saw the Comic Sans font used in some of the intertitles, which might be a cinematic first.

Amazingly, not that bad. How amazed I was to see Martin Compston here.

It's funny watching this film, cause it seems like they thought the were actually making an A-List film. Where it could have been much better if they'd just accepted they making a B-movie and put in some boobs and jokes.