How do you brutally murder 42 mouthy and unruly teenagers in a film and not cause the biggest public outcry since the Rodney King?

It’s like Shallow Grave meets the The Walton’s with the musical element of The Jungle Book.

I think someone once said, “Don’t Believe The Hype”

I can guarantee that the person seated at the next restaurant table doesn’t really want to listen your banal drawl throughout the course of their meal.

Basically you were nothing in the Metal world until you’d played the Hammy Odeon.