Pretend for a moment that souls exist. Pretend that there really is some indefinable, immeasurable, and eternal essence that resides somewhere within our frail human construct. Pretend that magical little bugger is even more unique to each individual than a fingerprint or retinal pattern, and that it contains everything that makes you… you.

One of the films that came storming out of Comic-Con was Shoot Em’ Up, an all out assault type of flick in which Clive Owen shows off his MacGyver skills and Paul Giammatti goes way over the top as a vicious psychopath. Caught in the middle is the always alluring Monica Bellucci — a vixen that has been coursing through my mind ever since Mal¨na. She was also quite hot in The Matrix.