This is one of the first horror movies that got to me, kinda stuck in my head for days. I remember The Chatterer cenobite creeping me out really bad. And The Butterball cenobite… well I’m pretty sure I knew him in gradeschool, He tried to sell me porno mags he stole from his parents.
This was my first time using Sumi ink, the traditional stick form that you have to grind. I gotta say: I think I’m in love. It’s got much better flow than india ink, and the washes come out a slightly warm neutral gray. Awesome stuff. 