I honestly think this makes a pretty good fit.
Castlevania's flashy, ornate aesthetic and over-the-top dramatics could transition nicely to the stage.
Like, imagine the WHAT IS A MAN monologue being belted out from centerstage under a spotlight and accompanied by organ music.
This isn't even my final formal.
Ahhhhhh....look at all the blonely bleople...
Oh, don't mind him. He's just going door to door, asking people to join his religion.
Jenova's Witness.
The cosplayers have been alerted.
I know this is a grumpy old man take, but I'll never get over the fact that they decided to call these dastardly things "hoverboards."
Blasphemy, says eight year-old me, having just watched Back to the Future: Part II and now obsessed with someday obtaining a floating skateboard.
A letter from my dead wife? I can't see this going south. Time to head into town!
"Tell you what, man, talkin' about dang ol' E-girls, talkin' about gettin' on that Internet, man, goin' double-u-double-double-u, click-click-click, nearly fell outta my dang ol chair, man, talkin' about these girls, man, with the colors and the hair and the faces, man, talkin' about stoppin' my dang ol' heart, man, talkin' about...dang ol'...liked and subscribed, yo. "
"What website do I go to to kick your ass?"
Sorry for the convenience!
(R.I.P. Mitch)
Ugh, don't get me started on roommates.
Like, once, they got all paranoid about some supernatural nonsense and poured all this salt on the hallway floor, like in a big stupid circle. Right outside of my door.
Total pain in the ass. Like, I refuse to go out there until they clean that shit up. I physically won't. I don't care how long it takes or how hungry I get.
Though I can't remember the last time I felt hunger.....hmmm...
Hold her close and treat her as your own personal slice of...
HEAVEN OR HELL!
ROUND ONE!
LET'S ROCK!!!
This was incredible.
(Says a non-Brad.)
Me want bite.
"Kept the glove though. Keeps my beer from cooling my hand...and keeps my hand from warming my beer. And it looks pretty BAD ASS."
Get ready to experience TRUE LEVEL, bitch.
VANDELAY CYBER-INDUSTRIES: THE FUTURE OF LATEX
GET OUTTA HERE, MONSTA! WE WORK FOR OUR MONEY!
You've been hit by
You've been struck by
A smooth man o' war.
Is...is Gainax okay?
I'm sure that trip made a big impact on those kids.
That Saiyan ain't right.
When you turn 12 and promptly WAKE UP.
What an unusual Pokémon evolution line.
"Doc, are you trying to tell me that you built a time machine...out of a DeLorean?!?"
"Marty, I'm going to be honest with you. I don't think I have my meds properly balanced yet."
"Heavy."
"Precisely."
That's a great pitch. I feel like you could mine a lot of comedy just by leaning hard into the protagonist's flat-out refusal to feel guilt or have any sort of redemption arc.
Unworldly horror: I am the collective symbol of those who loved you! Those who DIED BY YOUR VERY HAND!
Jerkass protagonist: Uh, duh. I was there.
Agrajag shall be avenged!
This guy studies the blade.
Hell yeah.
DISABLED ELDERLY PREGNANT CHILDREN 🎵
DISABLED ELDERLY PREGNANT CHILDREN 🎵
DISABLED ELDERLY PREGNANT CHILDREN 🎵
HEROES IN A HALF SHELL 🎵
CHILDREN POWER! 🎵
"Aw, you got kids, Maniac?"
"Nah...not anymore..."
Hank Hill voice:
"Just look at it, Bobby. It's got-dang beautiful, I tell ya h'wat."
"Oh, lord. He's made of bone."
This is the kind of magazine page that 90s-kid-me would stare at for hours fantasizing over. Even looking at it now, it's surprisingly easy for me to ignore the objective technical limitations and get hyped.
Side note: can we talk about that 1ST PC GUN on the mid-left there? Dude...
I instinctively read that in Homestar Runner's voice.
I'M A VILLAIN, DON'T YA SEE?!?
THE TRAAAAAASH MAN!
NOW BACK TO THE GOOD PART!
Maybe I'm the outlier here, but if I'm a big enough fanboy of a certain anime, I don't mind a semi-crappy video game port that let's me further bask in that universe. Even moreso if the game's throwing out extra new lore or good fanservice at me.
Plus there was always something oddly charming about clunky PS2-era licensed anime games to me, although I admit nostalgia may be influencing my perspective there.
And this is coming from someone who played through both PS2 Eureka Seven games to completion.
Dude, yesterday I heard a radio ad promoting "vintage alternative" music and it was fucking "Mr. Brightside" by The Killers.
Vintage.
I wanted to throw my geriatric elder Millennial ass through my windshield.