Okay, so like, apparently Blumhouse, the masters of cheap scares and jump scares that make you spill your popcorn 🍿, are rumored to have snagged the rights to the Saw franchise. Because what the world REALLY needs is more torture porn, amirite? 🤪
So, remember Saw XI? Yeah, the one that vanished faster than my will to live after watching Spiral? 🌀 Turns out, after the “success” (and I use that term loosely, like when your grandma says your finger painting is “good”) of Spiral, which raked in a whopping $40 million against a $20 million budget (slow clap 👏), Lionsgate decided to yeet it from their release schedule.
But fear not, fellow sadists! Deadline (because who else would break this kind of news?) is saying that Blumhouse, the geniuses behind Insidious and Paranormal Activity (aka, movies that make you jump but not think), has allegedly acquired the rights from Twisted Pictures. Lionsgate still owns 50%, because apparently they couldn’t fully let go of the rusty hacksaw. 🪚
And guess what? This means Saw is back under the same corporate overlord as James Wan, the guy who started this whole mess back in 2004. It’s like the universe is trying to tell us something… maybe that we need more creatively bankrupt sequels? 🤔
Now, before you start polishing your torture devices in anticipation, this doesn’t mean Saw XI is magically resurrected. But Blumhouse, being the profit-hungry monster it is, will probably want to churn out something to justify the acquisition. After all, Saw III made $160 million! That’s enough to buy a lifetime supply of fake blood and rusty metal. 🩸
And let’s not forget the multimedia empire that Saw spawned. Video games (because who doesn’t want to virtually dismember people?), comic books (for the intellectual sadists), and board games (for family fun!). It’s a whole ecosystem of gore and despair! 💀
Of course, none of this is official yet. So, take it with a grain of salt. Or maybe a whole shaker. 🧂 Until Blumhouse or Twisted Pictures confirms it, it’s just another rumor in the endless abyss of Hollywood gossip. But hey, a guy can dream, right? Dream of more elaborate traps, more convoluted storylines, and more reasons to question humanity’s sanity. 😵💫
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