What’s the commonality between death dates, an undercover hostage exchange that goes sideways, a doomsday theory and an industrial-sized box of crystal meth? They’re all clues used, in part, to define the season finale of Manifest.
Gather ‘round, kiddies. It’s time to tell you a tale of Christmas cheer, as only the fine folks at Troma could.
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Dystopian Disruptions Mar New Order’s Best-Laid Wedding Plans
Per Matt Protestors demanding change. Fires being started. Phone lines dying. Roads closing. Mass chaos. Nightly lootings. A revolution is taking place in Mexico, so it’s the perfect time for a lavish wedding, naturally. No, this isn’t a cinematic response… Continue Reading →