Frankensteins Bloody Nightmare (John R. Hand, 2006). I would be curious about this movie just for the missing apostrophe, and if you squint hard you could make a case for FBN as an experimental feature. But I have to confess it was difficult to stay awake through the trippy visuals (which look more like ineptitude than inspiration) and the drugged soundtrack (inspired, not inept). The director mistakenly cast himself in the lead role. There is no one named Frankenstein in the picture. I don’t know what this is.
Eagle Eye (D.J. Caruso, 2008). How do they not know that the patchy beard makes Shia LaBeouf look more, not less, like an tenth grader? (full review 9/26).