It has taken around sixty years for the world to become a real life, full time Monty Python sketch. No more lurking behind closed doors, dressed up as mice, making squeaking sounds and eating cheese. They’re out of their holes.
I keep thinking that we are in a remake of the original Ghostbusters, but this time the Mayor of NY won’t let the guys out of jail, so the hobgoblins and monsters are still pouring out of the subway and wreaking havoc. Real end-of-the-world stuff.