I was expecting the crawlspace filled with broken glass, and I was kind of expecting the timed lava eruptions (extra points to the technicians for programming them to the beat of ‘Ice Ice Baby’ instead of ‘Under Pressure;’ you almost got me). I will even stretch the point and concede that the inscribed riddle on the central plinth could have reasonably been taken as meaning ‘jump to the left when you reach the crystal walkway.’ But the cybernetic alligators with neurotoxin-tipped tails? That was going a bit far. I can’t be the only person in my district who had to bring my kids along.
Still, I did vote. No way was I missing this chance to make my disapproval known.