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88. My Soul to Take – Yrsa Sigurdardottir

I was watching a documentary about collecting VHS (Adjust Your Tracking) and one of the featured collector dudes was talking about collecting the covers that were clearly “bad decisions, like, who signed off on this?” and it struck a nerve as I have also always been interested in this sort of bad decision. VHS, figurines, general artwork, toys, and advertising haunted by bad decisions and a serious lack of taste are always things I will be interested in pointing out and sometimes also owning. I love a terrible VHS cover as much as I love a master-level painting, as long as both strike some kind of specific reaction for me, mainly a smirk. But, bad decisions can be easily recognizable as bad decisions in lots of contexts. And My Soul to Take is also haunted, both literally and figuratively, by bad decisions- flirting with Nazism, child murder, opening a bed and breakfast in the middle of haunted nowhere, those sorts of bad decisions.

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Thaddeus never made a single bad decision.