The festivities are interrupted when the POTUS gets sucked into Hell by a Ouija Board, clearly on loan from some ’60s junior high bash. Having brutalized a horde of aliens and rescued what remains of humanity, the gangland President of the United States, best friend Johnny Gat, and the rest of the Saints are relaxing in their spaceship and toasting hacker extraordinaire Kinzie Kensington’s birthday.
Taken on his own, Gat just feels like an empty caricature.
