‘The Tattooist’ (2007) - Peter Burger.

Kiwi-set, skin-corroding phantasmagorical shocker, ‘The Tattooist’ (2007) has the sinfully studly, itinerant tattooist (Jason Behr) smouldering a solitudinous, Clint Eastwoodian path across the globe, cynically dispensing the entirely spurious art of ‘healing’ tattoos, and during this blithe exodus he first witnesses the ‘Pe’a’, the ancient, storied art of the Samoan Tattoo. After foolhardily purloining a rather weathered-looking, handmade Samoan tattooing implement, unknown to our light-fingered, frequently shirtless, morally mutable, opportunistic tattoo hunk, this larcenous lapse in judgement has evilly evoked some truly invidious, crepuscular, ink-dwelling, Tattoo-poisoning malediction that gorily plays the Devil’s ink well with any poor soul our brawny Tattoo Bunny has only just recently inked! Soon disturbing the inevitable ‘wrong-side-of-the-tracks’ love tryst between our broodingly bestubbled bad boy and the swooningly sultry Church Girl next door (Mia Blake), laudably sure-footed director, Peter Burger, gleefully torments our beleaguered lovers with myriad searing jolts of righteously blackened, J-Horror-inspired, demon-haunted, flesh-ripping terror tactics until its suitably rumbustious, slam bang, un-posses you man, black-blood n’ thunder finale! - ‘In some ancient cultures the pain of getting a Tattoo is a sacred rite of passage, and for those that abuse the privilege, the pain is only the prelude to something unimaginably worse...’

'Tattoos suck! Mine are painted on, skeezer!'

'It smells a bit, but the gunk sure does make my eyes pop!'

'Keep the glove on, baby!'