Hardcore Henry Meets Rooster Teeth

Sometimes you do though, nothing like the slice of glass on actor flesh. The screams of pain, the shock from the other actors and craft services. The maniac cackle as the produces smell fresh blood.

I thought the same thing part way through this. The first memory I have of Blaine is the Extra Life stream a few years ago, crashing it in his graduation gown and trying to get The Rock to retweet him. Now, he's all grown up and making movies and working with Sharlto Copley and going to war to fight off a Hun invasion.

Years down the road, I'd love to see him pop up on a title card as the producer of a highly-anticipated film. It'd be nice to think, "I remember that guy popping out of a prop fetus, and here he is working alongside Scorsese. Good on you, Gibson."

From the naked intern to directing commercials. all grown up and now hes allowed to keep his shirt on.