hannibal and jigsaw really were the funniest serial killers they were like murder is okay but if it doesnt make effective use of themes motifs and symbolism you should kill yourself
types of guys there aren’t enough of in horror for me:
- guy who says “i’m going to fucking kill myself” every 5 minutes, not out of any genuine desire to die but as a means of stress relief
- guy whose terror rapidly evolves into white-hot rage and culminates in them stumbling around covered in blood clutching an improvised weapon and screaming obscenities at the universe and everything in it for placing them in this situation (“I’M EXHAUSTED AND FILTHY AND I DON’T KNOW HOW MUCH OF THIS IS MY OWN BLOOD AND I FEEL SICK, OH MY GOD I THINK I’M GONNA BE SICK. WHY ME? WHAT THE FUCK DID I DO TO DESERVE THIS?! WHAT HORRIFIC CRIME OF EXISTENCE DID I COMMIT THAT COSMICALLY SCREWED ME OVER IN THE KARMA DEPARTMENT?!?!?! I FUCKING HATE THIS SO FUCKING MUCH OH MY FUCKING GOD, I WISH I WAS DEAD, BUT NOOOOOO I HAVE TO STAY ALIVE AND KILL THIS STUPID FUCKING MURDERER BECAUSE EVERYONE ELSE BEAT ME TO IT, GOD FUCKING DAMNIT. SHIT.” *wordless blood-curdling scream that breaks off into angry sobbing and retching*)
- guy who straight up just doesn’t know what’s going on and never finds out
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