If The Butcher’s Masquerade was emotional, The Eye of the Bedlam Bride is operatic. The stakes are galactic now, but the writing stays grounded in Carl’s grit and Donut’s ego-fueled brilliance.
The humor still hits hard, but there’s a maturity creeping in, a sense that all this madness actually means something. Dinniman balances world-scale chaos with character intimacy better than anyone in the genre.
The narration? Perfection. Jeff Hays doesn’t just perform this series; he inhabits it. Every accent, every line, every scream feels alive. It’s part comedy, part tragedy, and part existential crisis, beautifully executed.
