That gratuitous melting shot at the end was the final straw.
The funny thing is that I thought a couple of the installments had potential in the right hands. The one about the kids who think their prof's girlfriend is a robot could have been hilarious, but they went for the stupid gross-out instead. The one about the guy whose radio tells him to do stuff, too, could have been okay. They totally wrecked the one about the guy who arranges to have a call girl come to his place. I *thought* I knew where it was going, which would have been a great idea, but no, just more cheap scares.
Agreed. Some of the ideas at least seem to have more or less on the same page as the EC tradition from which the movies sprang. There is some common DNA there; then again, bus drivers and orangutans share some DNA, too, and you definitely don't want to ride on an orangutan-driven bus.