The world is wrong, the movies are stranger, and your sense of decency is under siege. James E. Cameron's second collection of subversive essays and darkly combustible tales takes you from the fringe of cinema criticism to the pit of eldritch horror, and then drags you across the rubble of modernity-all without a single comforting thought in sight. Expect the uncomfortable, the obscene, and the occasionally brilliant. Reader discretion is advised; optimism is not.