I will post this here rather than on the shoutbox because well, I ended up writing too much and with the limit, it's just not convenient. So for anyone who might have missed it, here are Johan's comments to which I will now respond:
@markus I thought that gory kind of stuff was not your cup of tea?Aren't you the more sophisticated type of horror guy? And what you like Walking Dead that's another surprise.
Oh bryan sannie boy even admitted that himself he isn't much for the gore. But there is always exceptions , Asian stuff probably gets bonus points and popular stuff as well or anything directed by Spielberg especially with a shark in it.
Firstly Johan, yeah referring to me as "sonnie boy" is very amusing indeed. I know you are trying very hard to provoke a response from me (and guess what, you sure got one) because that is what you like to do. It is in your nature to provoke people in order to gain a response, and you're very good at it. I don't know what reason you have for having a dig at me, only because I mentioned a Korean horror series that had great gore and if anyone else had seen it, but as Samuel L. Jackson said in Pulp Fiction: "Well allow me to retort!":
I've never claimed I don't like gore. I have no idea where you get that idea from. I will admit I prefer art house or as you say "sophisticated" horror movies to trash on the whole, but as you will be quite aware art house movies, such as Martyrs, can also have gore. I suppose this probably begs the question why I am here, on TRASH EPICS. Well I am still here because most of the other guys are not so narrow minded as you when it comes to horror. They don't try to constantly force their opinions on people. You're a person who believes people only like certain horror movies becaue they are "popular". And beacuse you feel these movies are overrated/overhyped, you somehow feel superior and then act all high and mighty - with your love of HG Lewis and, yes rather weirdly, horror movies with
very young girls as the main protagonist. Don't pretend it's not true or that I am the only one to notice. Other individuals have noticed it and have even left the site because of your constant digs at anyone who enjoys a "popular" horror. Even now you feel the need to have a dig at people who enjoy Spielberg movies. Well GUESS WHAT. Spielberg has actually made some decent movies regardless of your stupid opinion. You think you know better, well here's news for you: YOU DON'T.
And look, let's have a dig at Markus for liking Asian movies too while we are at it, because only Markus likes them! No one else does. Ironic considering you admitted once that you used to enjoy non-gore Asian movies like Ring, Ju-On and Tale of Two Sisters but now apparently, you're too above them or something. No they don't get bonus points for being Asian, although Japanese gore is probably the best in the world. I mentioned a Korean zombie show but yeah that's right, I like The Walking Dead too and just as much. But I bet you'd hate it because it's "too popular, man".
And no one is expecting you to like The Terminator either. You've already decided it's overrated before you've even seen it, because hey it's hip to go against what other people consider good, or popular, even if it's the GENERAL CONSESUS. Everyone else must be wrong, and Johan must be right... it makes you feel better.
You are not better than anyone else here Johan, just because of your niche love of trashy movies and your disdain for popular horror movies, so please stop acting like you are.


So, anyway. We've all been there, haven't we? At one point or another, we've all longed for that special someone to come along to not only encourage us to fight back against our tormentors, but to teach us how. Not all of us are lucky enough for someone like that to ever show up, much less appear out of nowhere like Sam. However, for Sandy, she would soon find much more than some advice or encouragement. Soon, Sandy will gain confidence, along with vengeance and good times with new friends. And along the way, romance with a pretty, blonde beau with an epic mullet, whose free-spirited nature just might be able to be tamed. More on that later, for today is a new day for Sandy. Today, Sandy's "Knight in shining armor" walks into her life, narrowly missing the gang of ethnically-diverse rapists who just finished up having their way with her once-tight vagina. If he had made it there sooner, it would have been helpful, but Sam's a chillin', carefree guy who gets there when he gets there. However, Sam does assure Sandy that if he had been around, the rape would not have gone down. And I'm sure that helped a great deal.
So, Sandy owns and runs the "High Kicks!" aerobics studio, while Sam, a sailor who is merely passing through, has just scored a short-term job working for her. And as Sam learns the disturbing news of his new employer's rape, he pitches the idea of teaching her how to prevent future rapes. Not wanting to ever feel so vulnerable again, Sandy takes Sam up on his offer, and being a pro at aerobics, she just knows this Karate stuff will be a cinch. A scene or two later, and we are finally clued into the fact that Sandy is a bit of a retard. Sam takes her to see his two friends who also practice the martial arts regularly, and when Sandy sees them sparring, she about loses her shit. And once Sam joins in the training, Sandy is convinced it is the end. Poor girl is soon clued in on what sparring is and that these guys are long-time pals of Sam's. So everyone likes each other, now!
Strangely, one could almost wedge this story into the rape-revenge category. However, it's all just very watered-down and comes off suspiciously PC at times. Nobody actually dies but Sandy and Pals eventually go around L.A. looking for members of the rape gang, and in some really badly-executed scenes, the Karate guys teach them a little lesson. They don't fuck them up too awfully bad. Just enough to let them know that rape isn't cool. As Sandy witnesses this while learning her own self-defense, she starts to feel better about everything and soon regains her confidence and then some. Somewhere in the middle of all this, Sandy and Sam bond over Sam's confession that he too was once raped by a bunch of dudes. He also learned the martial arts as a way of protecting his tight little hole. And as far as we know, Sam only has ONE of those, so, he really has to be on his game at all times.
Sandy and pals beat up rapists, hang out and drink beer, joke around a lot, and great! Everything seems more or less settled with a good half hour still left. Sandy throws around the idea of inventing "karobics" by merging karate with aerobics. That goes surprisingly well, actually. The story randomly starts focusing on Sam not knowing how to take the romance further with this chick who couldn't possibly be making it easier for him. Sam is pressured into going on a date with some aerobics floozy, putting him in the doghouse with Sandy for a while. Eventually, things are worked out with Sandy and her new beau celebrating with a round of hot, consensual sex, which we never see because of course we don't. And for some reason, they felt the need to throw in some last-minute subplot with Sam trying to figure out how he's going to make his brother's wedding on such short notice. Don't ask me...