My friend K (my work friend K, not my former roomie K) and I watched the first four Saw films in one sitting today, and it went by surprisingly quickly. Time only started to drag a little bit during IV — which is the least interesting anyway. The other thing that surprised me was how little I remembered of the major plot points. I barely remembered anything at all from IV, and that was the one I’d seen most recently. Again, probably due to the low interest factor. I think they should have left it at III.

The marathon was designed to bring us up to speed in anticipation of seeing the fifth installment next week, but I feel like I’m less enthused about it now. Saw may have more story and more brains than most horror franchises, but it’s no less repetitive. Trap after trap, test after test — seen one, seen ‘em all. We get it already.

The highlight of the marathon was when we chowed down on A&W takeout during one of the gorier scenes in III and I turned to K and said, “You know, those people at work who thought we were sick for watching these all at once are going to be extra grossed out when we tell them we ate during them.”