Fine Line Between Porn and Horror?

Last night I went and watched a movie.

Now, usually, I sit through the previews and am, at most, mildly interested. More often than not, however, I end up chatting (I swear it's quietly!) to the person beside me.

One preview in particular caught my attention, though. A horror preview. Now, we all know how those usually go: impossibly unrealistic murders, over-exaggerated drama; you know the drill. They usually make for a good chuckle.

As expected, this preview seemed ridiculous from the onset: a poor photographer who has trouble finding work due to his eccentric taste in subject matter. Then, one day, while creepily photographing a woman on a subway, in comes the usual psycho-killer and slices the woman with a hook!

It gets better.

The photographer, surely not of his own interest, but just doing his journalistic duty, keeps photographing while psycho-killer does his thing.

Long preview short, the movie is about a man with a hook who slaughters people on subways to store them in some mass human meat storage warehouse and a photographer who documents it through pictures.

Name of the movie?

"The Midnight Meat Train."

Now, I feel compelled to echo what a friend so eloquently pondered aloud: "Is this a horror movie or porn?"

I'll leave it for you to decide.