“Me” and his “assistant” step back onto the street, both eating from cardboard containers, his labeled Chicken Souperman, hers, Arm Falafel Boy (a pathetic play on the name of the criminally underutilized DC character Arm-Fall-Off-Boy, whose detachable arms he uses as bludgeons. Of course they’ll never make a movie of that because it’s too real).
So did James Gunn read this and take it as a challenge, or
