More often than not, people tend to think I'm a bit touched in the head because I shamelessly enjoy what many refer to as "splatter films." Since horror movies stopped giving me the proverbial willies years ago, I satisfy my thirst for the genre by diving face first into pictures that rely heavily on gore, grue, and wanton bloodshed. My favorites are always light-hearted and incredibly silly, delicately balancing gallows humor with an insane level of on-screen violence.

Residents of Britain hoping to get their misshapen hands on a copy of Kôji Shiraishi notorious "torture porn" adventure "Grotesque" (aka "Gurotesuku") may have to look elsewhere for their fix.