It's the four hundredth instance of my weekly movie night since I started having a movie night (roughly about one hundred and fifty times before I decided to put out thoughts on them afterwards here). I had put some thought for a day or two into what I could possibly watch to mark the occasion - full on realizing I've already reviewed a good portion of the better movies or ones I'm more personally attached too. Well, after all that debate I decided to go with something more in line with my particular style of movie necessarily than something that held any sway over me - and for that, we have to introduce to you Chopping Mall. This little B-type will put the B right back in boobs, bots, blood and booms, but can it worm it's B into the beat of your heart?