Every time I think this series can’t possibly get more absurd, emotional, stressful, or hilarious, Matt Dinniman somehow kicks the dungeon door open with a flaming raccoon strapped to a rocket.
A Parade of Horribles somehow balances brutal stakes, laugh-out-loud insanity, and genuinely emotional moments without dropping a beat. Carl continues to spiral heroically, Princess Donut remains an icon, and I am once again emotionally compromised by fictional people in a death game.
The crawl is chaos. I love it here.