The movie itself cost about $20 million. The remaining $30 million went to paying the actors not to actually kill themselves to escape the stupidity of the movie they were in.

The hand sanitizer thing makes more sense in the light of these results, I think. Hand sanitizer puts you in the mindset of "Germs! Must avoid germs!" Which is a fear reaction if ever there was one, and therefore you lean more conservative, until your brain settles the hell down like a rational person.

It doesn't say anything about "proper" reactions at all. All it really says is that those with more extreme emotional reactions are more likely to be conservative. Note: extreme, not correct. In other words, their political leanings may be connected to their emotions, rather than, say, logic. As other commenters have…

If that doesn't scream horror awesomeness, nothing does.

It's also an awesome movie that actually holds up (in a b-movie sort of way, of course). In fact, I may have to watch that tonight.

That third one, wow. The only way to put a positive spin on that one would be to look at it as a political message, "This is what Europeans did to the New World." And he made them Vikings, rather than colonists, in order to keep it fantasy, rather than too on the nose? I don't know. That one's just messed up, Boris.

Seth and Amy can't very well insult him. Sooner or later one of them might need a wedding planner, and no one does weddings like George RR Martin.

I love this! Since nearly every story that involves wishes is just a tired "Be careful what you wish for" retread, I can't even wish things inside my own head without being very, very, very careful about how I phrase them. Basically, my wishes all come out exactly like this, full of caveats and subclauses and what…

Any story from Jack Ketchum's Peaceable Kingdom. Not for the faint of heart, as they say, but in this case that cliche is absolutely true.

I was worried too, but I think we can agree that this is still a pretty shitty thing to happen to someone.

I don't know if you're a man or a woman, but there's a distinct possibility we're soulmates. Go Team Imodium!

I can't speak for all guys, but I think I can speak for most of us when I say that women are far more bothered by pooping around a guy than guys are at having a woman poop around us. We know you do it, so go ahead if you need to. Just not on us, please. Except those of us who are into that, I guess, but ask first.

Edgar Allen Poe stumbles into the Starbucks, vision still dimmed from the Amontillado he imbibed only an hour before. As the door closes, he tenses in stark terror, afraid that the door will never open again, trapping him alive—so very alive!—inside the cursed establishment. You would have marveled to see how…

It really does hold up. It has its weaker moments, as Barker says, but for the most part it's pretty good. I rewatched it just a week or two ago, and was amazed at how fun it still is. Pinhead and the Cenobites are still cool as hell (so to speak), and even the slower parts of the movie are worth it for the Cenobite…

Seriously. Ever call someone and realize on the second ring that you really don't have much to say? The dread that frenzies your thoughts, what to say what to say... Yeah, these lies save us from ourselves, sometimes.

Made from only the very best people, sir. No ragamuffins in here, I assure you.

I pretty much have to do this regularly if I want to stay sane. That includes no Gawker/io9, and definitely no comments section. When I pay too much attention to news and opinion I tend to get a little...unbalanced. Like, a rage coma and Mean World Syndrome all bundled into one little package of neuroses. Utter…

Lactase supplements (like Lactaid) and aged cheeses are your friend. Because friends don't give friends the lactose farts.

I think that last one got pretty close to the heart of it: "Take me out of my mundane world and put me on equal footing with everyone else."

I saw a really great movie about a guy with amnesia once, but I forget what it was.