Ringing in the New Year? Save a dance for Cinesthesia.

Baby, baby, let's make romance. You know your old time lover hasn't got a chance. He's stranded in the jungle, just as mad as he can be. So come on, pretty baby, just you and me.

(Meanwhile, back in the jungle:)

It's a year-ender in a four-fender and the Cinesthesia boys are on a bender. Their drug of choice? Mel Gibson's innermost psyche. We're riding out the final moments of 2020 by bathing in the deranged, doom-soaked, blood-hungry Apocalypto (2006). We'll see you on the other side.