I feel like Liev Schreiber is the disembodied spirit of Scream, an observer looking down from an eagle eye's perspective, and the song is his. RED RIGHT HAND. A half cynical lament. I don't know when it came into my mind, I couldn't have imagined it as early as Scream 1 when I was just 10, hanging out with a friend who showed it to me at his place on VHS, who by the way sadly passed away in his twenties from an overdose which is very jarring to a guy like me who has lived a sheltered existence. But after I saw Scream 2 (UNCUT!!!) on VHS, whenever I heard Nick Cave's song "Red Right Hand", I just pictured a jazzy Cotton Weary singing on a very black stage completely drenched in shadows just close up of him singing that into the microphone. I mean, am I the only one who feels like Nick Cave's singing in that song sounds just like what it probably would sound like if Liev Schreiber sung it? And then Scream 3, here comes the spoiler. I was so extremely much against him being killed off as a victim in the opening to Scream 3, because I felt like that is world destroying to the world of Scream. There are certain characters in certain worlds that should live forever. Cotton Weary was one of them. Bizarrely, my heart did not break for Dewey in Scream 5. But by then I am a grown man and I had seen interviews with the guy and how badly he was afflicted with drugs and alcohol, so the childhood hero of the aspiring police officer character was long gone in my mind, separated from the man. But if you can imagine, the trio has to me always been a quintet. Sidney, Dewey, Gale and Cotton.