Good lord, I hadn't gotten there yet, but you're right. The Curse of SNK apparently has no limit.

It's sort of funny how modern Saudi Arabia in general seems to exist as an example of the functional overall limit of solving all your problems by throwing money at them. Sooner or later, you have to put actual thought into an issue.

Seems obvious to me. You're thinking about Meg Foster, and the first things everyone remembers about her are her eyes.

Yet, inexplicably, I was not.

It's hard for me to imagine Ernest Cline and Clive Barker inhabiting the same place at the same time without profound negative consequences for Cline.

Not violent, but some kind of dry British dunk that takes six hours to kick in and Cline immediately has to take some time to... think.

We've been raised to expect these people would all be Lex Luthors and it turns out they're a room full of David Spade's character from PCU.

Who drew the pages, anyway?

I can only assume that it's about the section in early drafts of the RE Plot Analysis that dealt with how many crazies emailed me over it. I eventually trimmed that because it was just encouraging people.

I have absolutely no idea who this guy is or why he brought me up. Crazy.

That would make sense.

Personally, I appreciate how Craven is both satirizing and playing the genre conventions straight. Ghostface kinda sucks most of the time, and that's part of the point.

I don't know. I can appreciate the Western-comics camp of the overall storyline, especially once they hit MK9 and they're visibly leaning into it, but I prefer the grindhouse aspects of MKII. The more they resort to generic explosions, the less I care.

The first 4 are mostly about one of horror's great directors flexing his mastery of the genre. After that, yeah, it's about the warm embrace of a familiar brand.

I was thinking of that, but I can never find it when I need it. Thanks.