There's a recipe for chicken played on a tape that particularly strikes me here. It narrates the preparation, the rubbing of spices, as a sensual act, one where by the end, the cook is "practically engaged to the chicken". It is this forced engagement by contact that alienates Julie a year after, that she is constantly marked not only for the violent assault, but for the televised trial afterwards. Like with the chicken, the hands of another stay; his name…
When logic and proportion
Have fallen sloppy dead,
And the White Knight is talking backwards
And the Red Queen's "off with her head!"
Remember what the dormouse said:
"Feed your head. Feed your head. Feed your head"
There's no concern given to the myth of a broader cultural legacy, only the specific effect art and revolution has on individuals moved and recognized by it. Bugs and Lexy, two of the new characters introduced as having already been freed from the…
For those of you saying this wasn't clearly gay enough:
- Columbia logo literally shoots rainbows
- what appears to be a parody of a Subaru
- daddy issues
- car lands in the dashcon ballpit
- Le Tigre song
- Y tu mama tambien parody dvd
- Portrait of a Lady on Fire themed short film
- "my parents haven't figured me out yet"
- performative femininity/cowboy/ska phases
- asks a girl to prom
- pride pin
Femininity as feral, firey violence; masculinity as docile, watery submission.
Crash made in a generation with an innate need to put labels to every individual feeling, here that urge is reductive. A cold, metallic study of violence, responding to a world obsessed with ownership in bodily (auto)nomy. Perceptive society is as easily fooled as driving without lifting the parking brake, everything is about image and first impressions. Car shows are decked out with near nude women and human eroticism, because…