I don't hate the game, but I do hate the people we're playing as: belligerent, vile psychopaths whose response to murder is to bump fists. One of them is an especially schizoid monster: he'll go from hushed tones about a global conspiracy immediately into "I won a new car" levels of ecstatic pleasure at the thought of killing for cash, which makes me wonder if his conscience was an afterthought - something added while the game was in progress, to make these animals something akin to human beings.

I like good horror movies. They can exorcise our demons. "The Texas Chainsaw Massacre" doesn't want to exorcise anything. It wants to tramp crap through our imaginations and wipe its feet on our dreams.