Friday Ephemera
Three words: post-coital fondue. || Tongue action. || Twitter: The Movie. || He nipped outside for a smoke. || The thrill of carpet fitting. || Cyberpunk excitement. || How to empty one of these with optimal speed. || They have much to teach us. || A cosy murder mystery. || “The erotic mind-control community has a problem with racism.” || Brittany, 27, is not at all religious. || Booby drumroll. || There ain’t no cringe quite like woke theatre cringe. || Divergence. || “What does it matter?” || It’s amazing how quickly the day can turn to shit. || Apparently, he’s not broadcasting it. || Batman: The Silent Motion Picture. || Notice of note. || The thrill of anvils. || Millions of years of fun for the whole family. (h/t, Elephants Gerald) || And finally, don’t pull that face – you’d watch and you know it.
And yes, should you wish to, you can follow me on Twitter.
There ain’t no cringe quite like woke theatre cringe.
The link is now private, and the video can no longer be viewed.
Tongue action
Practice, practice, practice
Booby drumroll
He seemed like he had a few too many drinks… Well, no sh#t Sherlock, too many to notice you’re a man.
The link is now private, and the video can no longer be viewed.
And Twitter: the movie now appears to have been pulled/made private. 🙁 What joys are we missing out on?
this 74% snob/yob delta is the biggest one I’m aware of. Is this kind of thing systematically tracked? I’d be curious if there’s anything higher
I saw Gadsby’s Nanette in its initial iteration, as a stage show at the Melbourne Comedy Festival. Its success still puzzles me. I would go so far with the show’s fans in accepting that you don’t actually have to have jokes at a comedy festival show – the comedian, who puts out substantial outlays for their show (theatre rent, etc) can put on anything they damn well please. And an hour-long show consisting solely of ‘this guy walked into a bar’ jokes with an endless succession of set-up, punchline, set-up, punchline would be wearying and monotonous: successful shows usually have emotional depth.
So no, my criticism of the show does not lie in its relative lack of jokes or postmodernist ‘deconstruction’ of comedy (whatever). It’s more that, absent these jokes, what results is a rambling, aimless series of rants, occasionally becoming a comedy festival version of a Maoist struggle session, with Gadsby telling everyone in the audience off.
The show has huge fans; I know a few of them. I also know a few who share my views, and are puzzled by the success of the whole thing.
I’m not surprised at all to see the divergence here. When ‘Nanette’ first came out the world was in the throes of #MeTooism, and the comedy festival directors, eager to prove that they, too, were progressive, eagerly thrust festival awards into Gadsby’s hands. That eagerness, on the part of the critics, to show how open minded and progressive they are, continues to this day.
“… you’d watch and you know it.”
Oh, I so would!
In other news, I don’t believe this is quite what The Blessed Terry meant by “If you don’t turn your life into a story, you just become a part of someone else’s story.”
Morning, all.
The link is now private, and the video can no longer be viewed.
Link restored. I managed to find a copy that hasn’t been disappeared. Enjoy.
And Twitter: the movie now appears to have been pulled/made private 🙁 What joys are we missing out on?
I think it’s now age-restricted, possibly due to certain epithets, so you have to log into Twitter to view it. I’m not quite sure how to describe it. There’s some intersectional trans-furry umbrage, an angry person in a wheelchair, and a man in an elephant costume. Obviously.
I saw Gadsby’s Nanette in its initial iteration, as a stage show at the Melbourne Comedy Festival. Its success still puzzles me.
I first saw Ms Gadsby in a bittersweet comedy-drama series called Please Like Me, in which she was a rather inert supporting character and not pivotal to whether the thing was entertaining or not. But her solo comedy performances, the ones I’ve seen, are almost entirely unfunny. I assume the audience is expected to applaud her political attitude, or her lesbianism or something, rather than, say, laugh at any actual jokes.
“The erotic mind-control community has a problem with racism.”
DANGER: RABBIT HOLE.
In competitive chess news.
In the glamorous world of OnlyFans.
And I’m just going to leave this here. And not make any comment about emerging patterns or anything.
Brittany, 27, is not at all religious.
“Sexual Assault Survivor”. Imagine my shock.
you’d watch and you know it
A cosy murder mystery
I feel there’s a genre emerging.
But her solo comedy performances, the ones I’ve seen, are almost entirely unfunny
It’s been a trope for as long as I can remember watching standup comedy that female comedians only do sex and relationship jokes, and generally not very good ones. Rita Rudner was only funny because she had that wide-eyed, deadpan delivery. Like a female Emo Phillips.
I feel there’s a genre emerging.
I’m still working on the script for Marple in Midwich.
I managed to find a copy that hasn’t been disappeared. Enjoy.
As our host would say, the word ‘enjoy’ is doing some heavy lifting there.
As our host would say, the word ‘enjoy’ is doing some heavy lifting there.
Heh. It’s quite a thing, though. That was the scene chosen by the producers and the theatre to promote the play – as something that would win over a wider audience and silence nay-sayers. A testament to the quality of the work on offer. Then, following, shall we say… quite a lot of mockery, it quickly disappeared from the theatre’s own Twitter account, and then from the theatre’s own YouTube channel. Apparently, some misjudgement had occurred.
Still, it’s faintly amusing to think back to when the project was first announced and those with reservations were told, quite emphatically, that they mustn’t prejudge the work, which would doubtless be breath-taking in its subtlety and creative heft.
you’d watch and you know it.
ALUCARD! That cunning bastard!
ALUCARD! That cunning bastard!
Only Van Helsing could penetrate the diabolical deception.
I believe that particular shot is from Dracula A.D. 1972.
Butt hurt at the lack of celebration.
“As a trans athlete, showing up and registering for these races is a hard thing to do, because there’s not usually space,” Calamia told the Sun-Times. “What makes it easier is when big organizations with a lot of power say, ‘We’re adding this category and we’re proud of it, and we’re doing what it takes to celebrate these runners who are now being invited to our event.”
https://www.foxnews.com/sports/chicago-marathons-quiet-nonbinary-division-addition-feels-hurtful-runner-says
“…‘We’re adding this category and we’re proud of it, and we’re doing what it takes to celebrate these runners who are now being invited to our event.”
I’m not entirely sure what exactly it is we’re supposed to be celebrating. Are we supposed to think of the runners as having some kind of… disability?
The sights of merry old London.
A little something inspirational:
https://tri-today.com/2022/10/down-syndrome-athlete-chris-nikic-creates-magic-by-finishing-world-championship-ironman-hawaii/
what results is a rambling, aimless series of rants, occasionally becoming a comedy festival version of a Maoist struggle session, with Gadsby telling everyone in the audience off.
Somewhere on YouTube, there’s a video of Matt Walsh watching Ms Gadsby’s routine in the hope of being entertained. It results in quite a few blank stares and puzzled looks. After a while, Mr Walsh passes the time by highlighting where and how she fumbles her deliveries and generally wastes opportunities that could, in theory, have been mildly amusing. It’s not a thrilling watch and rather niche in its appeal, but it’s arguably more entertaining than Ms Gadsby’s actual routine.
Brittany, 27, is not at all religious
In those dozen things she lists about herself, includingProbably going to be the ‘bredwinner’, she fails to mention one single thing that she actually does. So…probably? At 27, no less.
(503 error?)
(503 error?)
Typepad’s been up and down like a tart’s knickers.
Probably going to be the bred(sic)winner
I’d say it’s a racing certainty.
Puzzled person has a hygiene question.
Somewhere on YouTube, there’s a video of Matt Walsh watching Ms Gadsby’s routine…
For your enjoyment, h8ers.
The sights of merry old London
I expected:
— ‘Ello, ‘ello, ‘ello, wot’s all this now!
— Blimey! I’m for it.
— Right you are, old son. I’m putting you in charge.
— [sighs] It’s a fair cop, gov.
. . . No?
I managed to find a copy that hasn’t been disappeared. Enjoy.
Now that one’s gone too. 🙁
Now that one’s gone too. 🙁
The loss to the culture, and to human flourishing, is hard to put into words.
“And finally, don’t pull that face – you’d watch and you know it.”
Not even much of a horror fan, but oh hell yes.
“What makes it easier is when big organizations with a lot of power say, ‘We’re adding this category and we’re proud of it”
Place your bets on the first struggling young racing driver to decide 150,000 Euroubles is worth pretending to be a girl for. (Still, it’s only electric cars, so nobody cares.)
“No?”
No, no. You’re behind the times. I’ve seen The Sweeney. It’s more like…
— Oi! Wot’s all the aggro? Bargin’ in ‘ere an’…
— We’re the law, son, an’ you’re nicked.
— Watch it, Guv, ‘e’s got a shootah!
— Oh, bleedin’ nora…
Right?
It’s amazing how quickly the day can turn to shit.
Gave me angst to watch it twice but it sure seems to me they drag the poor man too far perpendicularly away from the tracks when dragging him in the direction the train was coming from would have been both much safer and less likely to do further damage to existing injuries. But hey, that’s just me. I obviously have not had formal training in these matters.
The thrill of carpet fitting and cyberpunk excitement seem to merge together into a theme. heh
There’s some intersectional trans-furry umbrage, an angry person in a wheelchair; and a man in an elephant costume. Obviously.
and:
Now that one’s gone too. 🙁
Is this the video? The wheelchair person threw the first punch and thus deserved to get some return punches regardless of his “pressing charges” chant.
You ladies are so lucky.
Is this the video?
Aye.
The thrill of carpet fitting and cyberpunk excitement seem to merge together into a theme.
I’m betting the carpet-fitter’s work will last longer and be much more reliable.
Is it ok for Mr Pressing Charges to call somebody a f*ggot? Are non-queer gays the new TERFs? Would he be allowed to call a black person a naughty word under similar circumstances?
Being old enough to remember caring about the new “Top 20” show every Sunday afternoon I suggest a similar weekly countdown of the current intersectional charts showing who or what is on the way up and who is in danger of dropping out of the top 10.
Heroic: traditionally, we had heroes who had done actual things like climb a mountain, fight a war, cross the Atlantic in a small plane, invent the telephone. Now all those things are either boring or support capitalism (or something) and the only thing heroic is to suffer oppression. Since the demand for oppression exceeds the supply, the “oppressed” must wail and gnash teeth over smaller and smaller and even imaginary things. And here we are: clown world.
“What makes it easier is when big organizations with a lot of power say … we’re doing what it takes to celebrate these runners who are now being invited to our event.”
We’re doing what it takes with all our corporate power. A grim, determined sort of celebration.
In the old days, corporate social engineering had to be disguised as spontaneous/democratic/grassroots, but these days there’s a glee in using corporate power to force these things down people’s throats.
https://chicago.suntimes.com/news/2022/10/4/23387125/bank-america-chicago-marathon-nonbinary
It’s initially presented as a humanitarian gesture, common decency. No trouble at all for the Chicago Marathon to create another category on the computer and to rope off a restroom area for 70 runners out of 40000. Give these troubled people a day out.
Of course, this was always going to happen, Chicago Marathon organizers should know well enough that their good deed wouldn’t go unpunished, that their accommodation of marginal athletes wouldn’t immediately be spun as marginalization. Now that there are explicit non-binary accommodations, there’s evidence for the prosecution in how meager or far away they are.
Not clear how far the nonbinary runners will be allowed to go, but the script will be familiar – we’re being ghettoized, treated like second class citizens, you want us to be invisible, you want us to be seen and not heard. We may be less than 0.2% but that’s because you treat us so shabbily. We want prize money, equal prize money, media hype, equal media hype, spontaneous enthusiasm from the crowd, equal spontaneous enthusiasm from the crowd. And after all of that – we’re just runners, we just want equal respect as runners, why are you people so creepily obsessed about our sexual identity?
*sigh* A dozen comments about Mr Pressing Charges hopping along on his hands, and not one tweet showing the Black Knight from Holy Grail. These people have lost their culture.
A very long-winded way to say you don’t want any dates.
There’s some intersectional trans-furry umbrage…and a man in an elephant costume.
Trans must truly be magical if it can make an elephant furry.
The “dismounted” wheelchair trans (ironically the wheelchair transportation service in my area is called wheeltrans) reminded me of the Monty Python scene where the knight has all his extremities cut off but keeps coming back for more.
Nothing more frightening than a parapalegic slowly sliding after you while cursing you out. I may not sleep tonight.
What a Brit saw in 1954 Africa. Via this Twitter thread.
Breaking: Navy on high alert after Italy and Hawaii jointly declare war on Britain. “We vow vengeance.”
What a Brit saw in Africa.
That doesn’t exactly square with the plot or reviews of the soon to be Oscar-nominated film, The Woman King.
You ladies are so lucky.
This lady is lucky I don’t have a twitter account so I can’t log in to see whatever it was pretending to be today.
A very long-winded way to say you don’t want any dates.
wth is a Shein haul?
And why does the prospective date have to pay for her getting her toes done? And the Shein haul too, whatever that is – sounds like it might be some heavy duty face crap – so $200 bucks for primping when she’s a single mother of two? Good lord people don’t know how to budget. Or maybe I just don’t know how to “girl” properly. One benefit of being an old tomboy – all the money saved on all the spackle and paint and spray and nonsense. When I get gussied up, I do it myself. Yeah it’s not Instagram-worthy, but the last time I had makeup done at a fancy makeup store I walked out looking like Hillary Clinton. GAH!
wth is a Shein haul?
A load of cheap and often trashy looking clothes made in China.
That about sums it up.
And in the world of The Unspanked.
OK, we’ll try this again seeing as how the link to the company was disliked by the spam filter, and I don’t blame it…
wth is a Shein haul?
A load of cheap and often trashy clothes from China.
That about sums it up.
Oh spam filter, you capricious bitch.
Oh spam filter, you capricious bitch.
She’s a creature of unfathomable moods. And she hates JuliaM. Don’t ask me why.
Ah, that’s better – you’re back. Every time I tried to log on earlier, I kept getting a message talking about an “Odnamrod Meditation”, which sounds like a bad 1960s thriller novel.
“I’m still working on the script for ‘Marple in Midwich’. ” With the cuckoos?
“I’m still working on the script for ‘Marple in Midwich’. ” With the cuckoos?
Beat me to it. I was going to say, that’s just cuckoo. Damned villagers!
With the cuckoos?
As noted previously, they’re set in the same period, roughly, and both involve cosy village life and suspicious, rather untoward events, so it’s not entirely without potential.
“The erotic mind-control community has a problem with racism.”
It’s not clear what “community” they are talking about. But maybe that’s a good thing.
[ Ducks out to do another chemtrail flight. ]
Is Odnamrod Welsh for Alucard?
Move over, Arkell Vs Pressdram.
How disappointing with that first link. I was thinking post-coital cuisine would be some advice from Jeffrey Dahmer.
I was thinking post-coital cuisine would be some advice from Jeffrey Dahmer.
[ Note to self: Do NOT accept dinner invitations from LadyTheo. ]
I kept getting ‘503 Odnamrod Meditation’. I thought it sounded like an album that Mike Oldfield never quite got round to releasing.
I thought it sounded like an album that Mike Oldfield never quite got round to releasing.
[ Vivian Stanshall introduces the instruments for the finale of Part I ]
“Grand piano; reed and pipe organ; glockenspiel; bass guitar; double speed guitar; two slightly distorted guitars; mandolin! Spanish guitar, and introducing acoustic guitar, plus… tubular bells”.
AND the 503 Odnamrod Meditation.
[ Fade out ]
AND the 503 Odnamrod Meditation.
[ Fade out ]
Oops! Sorry Mike we ran out of tape for that last bit.
“AND the 503 Odnamrod Meditation.”
I’m imagining something like the Ondes Martenot.
I first read that as “Nimrod Meditation”. Makes more sense my way.
Nimrod is an underutilized word. So many people (especially in my neck of the words) embody that word fulsomely and enthusiastically.
No worries, WTP, all my culinary efforts are certified 100% human-free.
503 Odnamrod Meditation
It was a steam engine on the Great Grimsby and Sheffield Railway, it held the 1892 speed record for running in reverse.
Would he be allowed to call a black person a naughty word under similar circumstances?
Just seeing the video now. I’m guessing that guy isn’t even disabled, he just identifies as such. He certainly doesn’t seem to have a problem using them to scoot around. As for the elephant I’m disappointed in myself that I cannot find a good Alabama joke there. I’m slipping.
I used to be a big fan of Hannah Gadsby’s work. I’m fussy with comedians, so often I feel I can see the jokes coming a mile off. I tend to only like the ones who do something a bit ‘different’ or unpredictable (e.g. Sam Simmons, David ODoherty, Demi Lardner). I saw Hannah Gadsby a couple of times at a small local venue in my city – over ten years ago now, when tickets were fifteen or twenty bucks. I loved her style and presence… she spoke and came across understated, delightfully australian, someone who had mild, good humoured, impatience with ruckus and other people’s crap. Self-depreciation was always there, but as a woman (and at the time, recent teen) who had always struggled with identity, appearance, and feeling like I ‘fit’, I found a lot of comfort in the notion that you could use humour, intelligence and personality to draw people.
I’d recommend checking out this golden 5 minute video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pyLQVvxfYe4
I saw Nanette when it came out, and appreciated it for what it was. I didn’t find it very funny, but its not really meant to be. So it makes sense that is is low rated as a comedy. I watched her next netflix special and was less enthralled. I felt that her presentation was totally different to how she used to be and she had lost what made her so unique and special to me. Its not just that she stopped self-deprecating, but her presentation was different – the understated, australian-ness was gone. She had adopted the more frenetic, quasi-shouty way of so many other comedians.
I imagine she is a lot happier nowadays – I hope so, and I am glad she is so successful. But I am selfish, and I just miss her act as it used to be.
503 Odnamrod Meditation
Oh dear. This goes back pretty far. “Meditation numbers” were a sort of system programmer in-joke that started c. 1978. If you were lucky, the number coughed up by a failure would give an enlightened user clues about what went wrong under the hood (bonnet?).
Juliaeryn
Thank Goodness for Youtube, then.
Fred the Fourth
I seem to remember some very old coder jokes around that . . . I think this was way before PC’s. There was a guide to “Hacker Jargon” from the early 90’s, iirc. Forget what the file was called . . .
So many people (especially in my neck of the words) embody that word fulsomely and enthusiastically
Well. I am a mighty hunter before the Lord.
503 Odnamrod Meditation
The 503 is the HTTP error code for “Service Unavailable”, or what happens when the web server is up and running but the application it’s serving has gone for a dance in the garden.
“Odnamrod Meditation” is TypePad’s in-joke based on Varnish’s “Guru Meditation” error (Varnish is an accelerator for high volume, dynamic web sites); which is itself an in-joke reference to an old Amiga error code.
TL;DR: programmers think they’re clever.
the understated, Australian-ness was gone. She had adopted the more frenetic, quasi-shouty way of so many other comedians.
Ms Gadsby’s contribution to Please Like Me, which aired about ten years ago and had a sort of misfit ensemble charm, is quite different from the solo efforts I’ve seen more recently.
For your enjoyment, h8ers.
Got just a few minutes in and turned it off. Not only unfunny but boring. I thought timing was everything in comedy and I just keep thinking, “Oh, just get on with it, won’t you?”
Thanks David. I might have to give Please like me a go, if it means glimpses of old Hannah. Josh Thomas is ok too. Never much for his stand up (see prev comment) but he was often funny off the cuff, like on panel shows…
I suggest a similar weekly countdown of the current intersectional charts showing who or what is on the way up and who is in danger of dropping out of the top 10.
I thought there would be conflict for the month of June – what do we celebrate, Pride or Juneteenth? Can corporations just use queer Black people?
But recently I have been told that October is now LGBTQ+ History Month. Was that done to keep pace with African-Americans, who have February as their history month (not to be confused, of course, with Hispanic Heritage Month that starts September 15, since dies y seis septiembre is Mexican Independence Day, Mexico being the 800-lb gorilla of Central America)? I suppose the next step for the queer folx is to get a national holiday for some icon since MLK Jr. Day affords US residents a 3-day weekend. California already recognizes May 22nd as Harvey Milk Day so maybe start there . . .
I might have to give Please Like Me a go,
It’s a sort-of social misfit coming-of-age comedy drama. Not, it has to be said, the kind of thing I’d usually search out. I’ve no great desire to watch it again, but it did hold my interest for its four-season run. It’s low-key and rather bittersweet.
For those who missed it because it was yeeted so quickly, Not The Bee caught it, the Globe Theatre and “trans” people are sacred.
If that get the axe, it is also at their site.
For those who missed it because it was yeeted so quickly, Not The Bee caught it,
[ Replaces link for umpteenth time. ]
Thanks.
So many people (especially in my neck of the words) embody that word fulsomely and enthusiastically
Well. I am a mighty hunter before the Lord.
Extremely few people know who Nimrod was. 🙁
[ Replaces link for umpteenth time. ]
Yeah, but the speed with which they hunt down and nuke the video, it is almost as if the Globe is embarrassed by it.
Meanwhile in Colorado, it is a mystery why this guy refuses to bake cakes.
Meanwhile in Colorado, it is a mystery why this guy refuses to bake cakes.
Everybody repeat: There is nothing creepy and evil about the Church of Satan and only a hater would say otherwise.
The stereotype lives on. 😐
Nimrod is an underutilized word. So many people (especially in my neck of the words) embody that word fulsomely and enthusiastically.
Similarly, imbecile
I have made a concerted effort to use it more. Astonishingly, it isn’t that difficult in every day encounters.
But recently I have been told that October is now LGBTQ+ History Month.
B-b-b-but October is Breast Cancer Celebration Month! Even at the high school football game I attended last night in western North Carolina, all the players wore something pink, even pink mouth guards. Many in the stands wore pink as well. Do the LGBTQ++++++ people just want women to die?
Yeah, but the speed with which they hunt down and nuke the video, it is almost as if the Globe is embarrassed by it.
But isn’t this The Great Dramatic Art – and the profound political message – they were so proud of announcing only days earlier? I’m guessing we’ll be told that the frantic removal of the video was a result of bigotry and “hate.” As opposed to eye-rolling and sniggering, which seems more likely.
I have made a concerted effort to use it more. Astonishingly, it isn’t that difficult in every day encounters.
Be prepared. I used that term pejoratively many years ago and got an “Akshully, Nimrod was a mighty hunter…” response. I try to take comfort in that old Bible verse to wit, “The stupid that hath been, it is that which shall be; and that which is done is that which shall be done: and there is no new stupid under the sun.”
Yeah, but the speed with which they hunt down and nuke the video, it is almost as if the Globe is embarrassed by it.
Claim: “Trans people are sacred. We are the divine.”
Fact Check: “PJM’s Megan Fox has clued me in to the fact that Baphomet, a very common Satanic symbol, is both male and female.”
Eh, Barkeep! Where did my comment go?
Sigh. You just can’t get good help anymore.
Eh, Barkeep! Where did my comment go?
[ Checks spam filter. ]
Nothing in there. Have you been hitting the Jägermeister again? I mean, harder than usual?
What a Brit saw in 1954 Africa.
An American. typing up these news letters back to headquarters. Fascinating stuff so far. Observations not translated according to the prejudices we’re now used to in reporting about Africa (the testimony of resident whites => tainted by colonialism; African dysfunction => legacy of racism; African superstition => alternative way of knowing that subverts colonialism; noticing the different habits and capabilities of different tribes/nations => illusion, everyone is the same apart from different superficial features and different legacy of racism) – prejudices that mean that you might as well write your report without going to Africa at all, indeed it might be more ideologically sound because the moment you set foot in Africa anything you see and say is also tainted by the colonial gaze. Doesn’t have those prejudices – he’s on the ground with his eyes open, talking to a variety of people, making his own evaluations, ready to be surprised.
From a Wikipedia trail looking up Jomo Kenyatta – probably not a feature film any time soon.
Um, er, no…Tequila is my elixir of choice. But maybe I forgot to hit Post after Preview…
(goes and sits in the corner).
Their violence is speech, but our speech is violence.
I saw Nanette when it came out, and appreciated it for what it was. I didn’t find it very funny, but its not really meant to be. So it makes sense that is is low rated as a comedy.
Yes, it was really one for her fans, which must have been many by then – her claim to be ‘quitting’ comedy in the show seemed sincere. But with the show came a big success and that must have been hard for a performer like Gadsby to turn away from.
This you, barkeep?
Unbelievable. 10 for £7.50. pic.twitter.com/PjwyeYUgh3
There’s a Panama City/Daytona Beach in the UK, eh? I miss nickel beer noghts. Can you get an Alabama Slamma over yonder?
Nights. Nights…nights nights nights nights nights.
A shocking revelation.
There is nothing creepy and evil about the Church of Satan
Well, really, originally there wasn’t. Anton Szandor LaVey set the whole thing up as a way of tweaking the US on its First Amendment protections. It was never intended to be taken seriously as a real church; it was kayfabe, like wrestling. The idea was to prove that if religions are protected from certain types of legal restrictions, then anybody can call anything a religion and you can’t gainsay it because there’s no way to distinguish between a “real” religion and a made-up one. The rituals are intentional inversions of Catholic church rites and as shocking as possible, because hey First Amendment! Can’t touch us!
I gather that much like children killing themselves in backyard wrestling rings, some of its adherents don’t realize it’s a sham and sincerely follow the tenets. Everyone I know who claims to be a member is clearly in on the joke. Although they don’t seem to appreciate when I ask them whether all the time and resources they expend on what amounts to “hurr hurr, churches sometimes don’t live up to their ideals” performance art is worth it.
It’s a sort-of social misfit coming-of-age comedy drama.
Yes, that’s certainly a criminally under-represented genre :/
I’ve been trying to determine if I’ve just become a crotchety old fart or if modern entertainment media really has become infantilized and ran into an interesting data point. Superhero comic books have always been kind of juvenile (people forget that Lee and Kirby did teen romance comics before launching Timely/Marvel, and it shows in the 1960s Marvel titles) but superheroes haven’t always been the sum toto of four-colour comic books.
Even leaving Marvels’ Conan adaptations aside, there was Arak, Son of Thunder, Mike Grell’s Warlord!, and even Amethyst, Princess of Gemworld and Jemm, Son of Saturn. I found electronic copies quite by accident.
They’re good. Arak, in particular, is really good. You can see them banging up against the CCA at times but these are good old-fashioned men’s pulp adventure fiction. Warlord! can get a little Mack Bolan-esque at times, and Amethyst is pretty much She-Ra, Princess of Power done right, but overall the quality of the writing is just miles better than anything currently being produced by the Big Two.
Yes, that’s certainly a criminally under-represented genre :/
As I said, not a world into which I often dip a toe. I can claim no expertise in the genre. But I didn’t regret watching it, which is something, I suppose.
This is what I imagine hell looks like:
https://twitter.com/sovietvisuals/status/1578896717344550913