Magical Thinking

I am pretty sure that a recent confession on Twitter that, despite its utter stupidity and its complete failure to have anything to do with the games and that Mini-Amelia spent vast amounts of time constructing a much better universe for the characters to play in that actually REFLECTED the spirit of the franchise and thus she could not be bothered to care about the movie's idiocy, I am completely incapable of hating the Super Mario Bros. movie, somehow contributed to Bob Hoskins' death. I have this suspicion that one day not long ago, I confessed that I just love it for no good goddamn reason, and he felt a sudden shiver down his back and had some sort of post-traumatic flashback to that horrible experience, and then he gasped and aspirated a potato chip and it gave him pneumonia and he died. So sorry about that.

I have no idea how I managed to kill H.R. Giger today, though. But I'm sorry about that, too.