This happens and I'm back in.

It's got Jons Hamm and Bernthal and is an Edgar Wright joint.

My love for this film is strong, fierce, and wholly without irony.

It's the closet that's glitched, in that case. Counselors could (can?) get in to hide, but it didn't allow Jason to open it or kill the person hiding.

Was it the closet in the boathouse?

I will admit to spending an embarrassing amount of time watching various members or my favorite group of YouTube streamers* playing this game.

I love cats. And cats are assholes. The fact they can be surly bastards is a big part of why I love them.

Hail Caesar disagrees.

If the last hour or so is any indication, this weekend I'm listening to the newly dropped Queens of the Stone Age single on repeat.

I'm also super hyped for the Shadow of the Colossus remaster and (still) Cuphead, but I can fully understand why neither would have made a list like this.

I bet he needs cuddles.

On board. Fully.

Queens of the Stone Age is a band I have been unsuccessfully trying to see since their debut album came out. I've been shut out of tickets, I've been deathly ill, I've been unable to travel, I've had gigs canceled, etc. Just won't happen.

To whom may I send my sizable Kleenex bill?

If having bands at the end of each episode makes it possible for me to discover The Cactus Blossoms, I'm totally okay with it.

Same here.

My priorities are starting the new season of Twin Peaks, finishing Samurai Jack, and continuing The Leftovers and American Gods.

So… the whole thing is some sort of Jacob's Ladder situation?

Your objection assumes that visual representation is the only measure of creativity.

Even with a massive head wound, early 90s Sherilyn Fenn was just so damned ridiculously hot…