That's another thing. I thought being scared of pigs was just personal issue with me. My sister once raised pigs, and the scare of my life was being chased by a 600 lb. psychotic sow. Plus, they have human eyes. To me, eating bacon is ridding the world of a little bit of evil.
The pig noises were unnerving, better than having real pigs. The guy making the sound was very realistic.
Slaughter house uses the rationale of bomber art on planes in WWII- the further way they got from Mama, the more edgy it got, until it got into Apocalypse Now territory.
I could see in some houses where there were supposed to be people in a nook, and there was no one. The clown house makes up for it sparse workers by design, and you are right, you can't see some of the people in the wax museum, and it's creepy. Easter Bunny was there when I went through, and seemed to have a personal vendetta against us- really creepy.
This is the first time I've seen patrons tap ghouls on the shoulder and engage them with tea time conversations. What gives with that? The actor has to be polite, he's hired by the park, but what makes these patrons want to make small talk with a person whose face is falling off?
I also saw a lot of little kids. A few times on rides, we'd see a kid that, no matter how much tp in his shoes, was not going to get on a ride. Don't bother to tell the parent that they're wasting their time in line, they just set their brows and jaws. Let them stand in line for a half hour 'til the person with the stick tells them.
I couldn't make it to the park on last day. My cousin and I make use of our feet, and take over the park quickly. The men we married poop out too fast- mine's too pooped to return today.