Picture me as Eddie Murphy in the Golden Child when he’s walking across that bottomless pit. He thinks, ok, this is weird. Not much danger, ok, seems deep. But it can’t be that deep, right?
My version of him getting a coin out, dropping it, then dramatically waiting for the impact is me frantically looking for a way to save right now. And when I didn’t find it, just like him, I looked up to the monks (the designer) and said:
“There ain’t no goddamn save in this thing!”