Or perhaps a fly drawn to his innate stinkiness.

I literally said "oh NO" when I saw that.

You can practically hear the empty buzz inside his head.

A harrowing tale of one woman slowly losing her mind at the hand of three strange butchers and dread prospect of...COOKING.

LOL, if audiences truly loved it then Nishizaki would been able to make all 3 of the films he planned.

Don't forget "overly elaborate box full of knicknacks"! Bandai's still pushing this idea via CR, nearly two decades later...

Which is a problem when you're a has-been who's just over 60.

The Museum needs some examples of some of the extreme packaging publishers resorted to to grab their audience's attention (and their dollars) during the bubble, and that's certainly one of the most extreme.

There's quite a few that already do that by adding vinegar, and they still use the lemon-lime Jello!

...what is wrong with his face?

Seriously, I can't tell if it's too much Photoshop filter, too much plastic surgery, too much Botox, or some unholy combo of any of them.

It's like the bottom half of his face doesn't match the top.

Mordy is packing the most important thing: himself!

Sometimes I think these recipes were conceived entirely on a dare by the bored test chefs/home economists at these corporations. Literally just pulling random ingredients out of the fridge and saying "I bet you can't put THIS into a jello salad!"

...with all that mayo in it? I like mayo fine, but I've never had the urge to mix it into gelatin, much less with pineapple and lime.

But even the Victorians had enough good sense to not mix the sweet and the savory in their jellies, and certainly not in the chaotic combinations you see in the 50s and 60s.

...and why do the savory ones always use lime or lemon jello?

I know part of the reason Boomers went crazy for these abominations was because their parents and grandparents told them about The Old Days when aspics were high-class because it meant you had the money and staff to devote to them in the days before commercial gelatin and/or refrigeration.

Sometimes the Orb ponders you.