I always thought Holtzmann's ghost-blasting guns were dumb. This proves it. I WIN AT GHOSTBUSTING.
Mae Cymru yn awesome. I had to use Google Translate for that, so you should too. (Hint: it means Wales is awesome.)
Busting, as it were, continues to make all of us feel rather pleasant indeed.
The only thing scary about this book is that it exists at all.
Mormama? More like Less-is-mormama, amirite?
A pretty decent sequel you didn't know you wanted to a film you might not remember not hating.
The 'Busters meet the 'Busters, finally, and it's worth the wait.
What IDW has done for Ghostbustersis almost undone by this lame marketing tie-in.
You guys, seriously, bustin' makes me feel so damned good.
What could be more metal than Satan forcing someone to murder? (Nothing. Nothing could be more metal than that.)
The Blackcoat's Daughter is a spooky, quiet dance with the devil.
The devil likes deep dish and Da Bears in this novel of possession and vigilantism.
Angry Scholar pays a visit to the Savageland.
Angry Scholar takes a bite out of Cannibal. (It's a bit nutty.)
Do you like maggots? Hope you like maggots!
If you're a horror fan and like reading blogs, but for some reason would prefer to pay to do so, this might be the book for you.
As always, real life is scarier than horror. Which is part of why Angry Scholar prefers horror.
The Ghostbusters meet the Real Ghostbusters (again) and it is just the best thing since Ecto Cooler.
There's no way a comic about a violent gun-toting idiot running for president with the help of a bloodthirsty demon is relevant social satire. NO WAY.
If you like super, super melodramatic period films, this may be up your alley.
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