Bullcrap comes in many textures - Lumpy, sloppy, soggy, firm, dry, compressed pellets or in liquid form but there's none more degrading, defiling or decomposed as Danzig's Verotika, which smells to high hell. The saddest thing about this movie is that they want you to pay for the privilege to view this abysmal bullcrap. Like somebody else on here, I watched a bootleg copy and even then I want my money back as well. The acrid aftertaste this movie leaves in your mouth approximates to a virtual upchuck of disgust which surmounts to a jaw dropping climax of disappointment by film's end. It's upheaval of disappointment cascades into a river of bullcrap. The pins & needles you may experience in your brain while watching this bullcrap is more entertaining than what Danzig has dished up here. (Lookout for signs of numbness while viewing this movie.) Normally a movie can only be two-minutes in and the wheels start to fall off but this movie started with no wheels to even begin with! It's a vessel of bullcrap masquerading as entertainment. But the way it is, and from reading other's reviews, this movie almost draws on our sympathies and we'll have to pity all involved and give it favorable comment the way it's going. Come on everybody, let's all feel sorry for Danzig and this movie. Should we take pity and go easy on poor 'ole Danzig? Seriously, I'm embarrassed for all involved. You've made fools of yourselves globally. Was this your answer to Creepshow, Danzig? Well, your movie is the equivalent of handing in a term paper written on used 2-ply toilet paper and if you're the future of film then that's bullcrap.
