If you notice a rancid stench coming from your local video store, if it isn't the six-year-old Twizzlers rotting on the clearance rack, chances are it's CrossBones. This film manages the dubious achievement of being both dull and offensive at the same time. Black stereotypes abound, from the blood-thirsty...
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