In the horror world, blood and boobs can be an undefeatable duo, especially if that's practically all the movie has going for it. According to the reviews for MUCK, that may be literally all it has going for it (especially the boobs), so I'll you decide amongst yourselves whether or not that's a good thing. Had it not been for this instance yesterday, I probably never would've known of this small film, which is very clearly a tribute to horror cheese. You can pick it up on Blu-ray or DVD here (or scroll down and read the consumer reports for observation). I'm still up in arms as to whether or not to give it a shot, even with my strong love for such gratuitous things as the tits/gore dynamic. Of course, there's also the general argument that MUCK makes zero sense whatsoever. Is it possible even logic can be trumped by Playboy centerfold Jaclyn Swedberg trying on lingerie for a mintute and 50 seconds?