At that thought, Nick did not know whether to laugh or cry. In low-budget horror movies packed with gore and disgusting scenes like this, the male lead generally did not survive either. His role was merely to support the heroine.
In other words, he was the key character who sacrificed himself at the end so the female lead could escape alive.
Of course, in horror movies where everyone died, even the female lead might not survive. She either perished with the monster after glimpsing a ray of hope, or simply died in a post-credits scene.
Usually, though, the monsters were essentially immortal. Even if they appeared to have died along with the protagonists, there would always be a loose end at the very end to set up a sequel.
A realization gradually dawned on Nick. Fuck, I think I'm really in deep shit this time. He had figured out which movie he was in.
Cabin in the Woods, a gleefully irreverent spoof that dialed the satire up to eleven, a movie that threw all sorts of hackneyed horror tropes into one big stew and mocked them.
The movie was not exactly obscure among horror films, and to some extent, it had even broken into the mainstream. But it had not attracted much attention at first, since there had simply been too many blockbusters released around the same time.
The Avengers, which also starred "Thor," went without saying. There were also The Dark Knight Rises from the Batman series, Skyfall, and the first Hobbit movie.
Even the slightly lesser releases included Ted and Prometheus from the Alien franchise. Even The Hunger Games, a movie of the same type, had crushed Cabin in the Woods with nearly ten times its box office earnings. It had truly been a clash of titans.
Later,