Sunday, November 11, 2012

Blerglesnooch.

I variate between biding my time (until what I have no idea) being mad enough at the position I've allowed myself to be put in until I want to rip my eyes out (again, no idea why eyes. DRAMATIX!) & "D'awwww maybe this WILL work out :3"

My heart says :3 but my head says...

:|

Actually my head says Grumpycat.

Incidentally, Grumpycat's real name is 'Tardar Sauce'. The fam calls her 'Tard' >.< I shouldn't be giggling.


Also, Poopkitteh.

  


 Fuck I feel ya there.

I re-read 'The Shining', re-read 'Farmer Giles of Ham', re-read 'Breakfast of Champions', & stumbled upon 'The Eyes of the Dragon' which I've actually never read. Therefore, readin' it.

OH OH ALSO...those 'Life is Good' shirts that are only occasionally acceptable? Meet a parody that's inevitably appropos, the Death is Good line. Fuck. JUS.

LAST ALSO...am I the only person in the world to have been subjected to Alejandro Jodorowsky's 1973 film 'The Holy Mountain'?


Now before we get started on...this, let me say that I love offbeat movies. Movies that challenge our perceptions of reality. Movies that make you fucking outright SQUIRM for psychological as opposed to visceral reasons. I loved 'Brazil', I loved the Retrofit of 'Dr. Caligari', J'ADORE 'Dellamorte Dellamore', & I even fucking loved 'Blood Sucking Freaks'. 

I also understand that everyone who starred in this...fillum...actually spent 3 months simmering in mystical horseshit stew, even going so far as to live together communally for the last month previous to filming. I get it. I do. I also get the fact that mushrooms & LSD were used in production.

After watching even the trailer, is there any goddamn-me doubt?

After viewing this "opus" in it's entirety, all I had to say was:




There is a scene in this movie in which an old, withered, nude, half-bearded man baths a neophyte in breastmilk expressed by the severed heads of fucking ocelots.

That sums it up rather spectacularly.

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