#absolute nutty performance

[yo-yo-yoshiko]

Where’s a supercut of Sousuke eating when i need it? He’s so funny!

And some other versions and stills:

#engine sentai go onger #go onger #super sentai #sosuke esumi #go on red #animation #2d animation #gif #fan art #one of the funniest guys in super sentai #absolute nutty performance #what a cartoon of a man #finally finished something in dreams… been noodling around for a while #wanted to try drawing him eating lol #its so cartoonish in the show i laugh every time #body’s a luttle pupety but i’m happy with the chin aahah #ty bob’s burgers. i was inspired by their technique #i love how those characters chew #such a simple action but has so much character #this is knd of me too tbh #ahmmm namnamnam

[javelinbk]

Sounds like the new footage from Pete Best is the same one that we've seen before, but cleaned up by Peter Jackson...

Jackson has created a new video, which will be unveiled at 14:00 GMT on Friday.

It will contain previously-unseen footage, including "a few precious seconds" of the earliest known film of The Beatles, provided by original drummer Pete Best and his brother Roag.

Roag said he bought the silent footage from a man who used a cine camera to film the band performing St Paul's Presbyterian Church Hall in Birkenhead in February 1962, eight months before their debut single came out.

Jackson's team have improved the quality and "it looks absolutely fantastic", Roag told BBC News.

It is also the only known footage of the band performing in the leather suits they sported before they became famous.

"The lads are rocking backwards and forwards with guitars, mouths to the microphones, singing," Roag said.

Jackson has used about six seconds of the footage in the Now And Then video. The original lasts for almost a minute and will go on show at the Liverpool Beatles Museum, which Roag Best owns.

I'm more interested in this, though...

In a statement, Jackson said he had found other "unseen outtakes in the vault, where The Beatles are relaxed, funny and rather candid".

He added: "We wove the humour into some footage shot in 2023. The result is pretty nutty and provided the video with much needed balance between the sad and the funny."

The Beatles' final song Now And Then: When is it out and what will it sound like?. BBC News, 1st November 2023

#oh god #nothing gets to me like old and new footage woven together #pj is really going for this 'now and then' theme for his fanvid isn't he? #and I don't blame him #I wonder if we can get him to join secret santa next year? #now and then #the beatles

[pisspope]

Free Radicals

zeke yaeger x reader

word count: 1.0k

cw: afab!/fem! reader, reader gets called princess, baby, beautiful, vaginal sex, mentions of oral sex (f! receiving), dirty talk, praise kink

When you had started dating zeke in earnest, you knew that him meeting your parents was an inevitability. You knew they would fall for the whole charismatic nutty professor look hook, line, and sinker, would go absolutely mushy over his dry wit and piercing eyes. It would be an easy visit, casual and comfortable.

And all Zeke had to do was keep his mouth shut when pleasant dinner table banter turned to politics. Because as kind as they could be to you and your potential suitors, when it came to politics they were, well...

"Fucking troglodytes," Zeke hissed out, pistoning into you with reckless abandon. "Can't believe pussy this good came out of that fetid fucking womb."

You groan into the motel room pillow despite yourself, drowning in the venom that drips from his every word. He grips your hip tightly with one hand, the other bringing a half-finished cigarette to his lips. His two biggest vices held close, possessive.

"Who do they think they are, talking to you, talking to me like that, a fucking guest? Jesus H. Christ..." He grunts through a clouded mouth, too pissed and too busy fucking you to breathe out properly. "Speaking of, when's the last time they read a goddamn book? Besides the Bible, I mean."

It's a rhetorical question, of course. Because Zeke has a third vice, one he can't hold in the palm of his hand: bitching.

He moves to rub what's left of the cigarette out on the bedside ashtray, grips you tighter with his other hand to make sure he doesn't pull out of you in the process. You arch your back higher from the feeling of it, assured in the knowledge that there will be five fingerprint bruises on you by morning. The heady tobacco scent envelops and surrounds you, every breath of secondhand smoke coating your insides in soot. Every part of you, every muscle, bone, and nerve ending, stained with him.

"Fuckkkkkk, you feel so good, baby," he moans out, bringing his now free hand to the back of your head, tugging hard at the base of your skull so you're forced to look at him. And what a sight he is, chest heaving and red, mouth agape, wiry blond beard sticking up in all directions. He's a vision, a goddamn Adonis, not that you'd ever let him know that. He'd never let you live it down.

"Think they know? Think they know that the second they kicked us out they were sending you to this?" He's practically babbling now, but his enunciation is still so clear, so performative. He wants you to hear every word.

"Their poor little princess, banished to the sleazy motel to be fucked senseless by her evil heretical lover. I hope it makes them sick."

He slams his hand to your neck, twists your head just enough so he can catch your lips in a hungry kiss, groans falling from his throat as he tastes you. You accept everything he gives you, relishing in the knowledge that you belong to him so fully.

"You're mine. All mine."

It isn't long after that his thrusts become erratic, both hands now clenched around your waist to hold himself steady. The room is bathed in the sound of your sex, of the wet slap of him sheathing himself so deep in you, of his own low groans and curses, of the musty old mattress squeaking in protest. It pushes Zeke's senses into overload, and he chokes out your name, your only warning before he pulls out and coats you in his white hot release.

He crashes, hard, pushes you onto your back so he can fall onto the pillow of your breasts. You whine, still unfinished and disgusted by the sheets clinging to the cum painted across your back, but you give in. This is how it goes with Zeke when he gets frustrated, gets into a situation that he can't talk his way out of. Usually, walking out and having a smoke is enough to take the edge off, but sometimes he needs something more. Sometimes that more is a quick trip to the backseat of his car, legs pulled over your head so he can tongue fuck you until his beard glistens. But other times it's like this, where more is him throwing you onto a mattress and abusing your cunt, venting his stress 9 inches in.

And really, you don't mind it, because you know he needs it, and it brings you joy to know that you're the one giving it to him. Plus, once he's really come down, once he's stopped waging war behind his eyes, he always, always pulls you close and returns the favor. It's beyond intimate; exhaustion paints his eyes as he ruts into you, slow and steady, be it with fingers or his overstimulated cock, his own orgasm all but forgotten as he watches you come undone beneath him. When you finally relent, clenching and quivering around him, he pulls out agonizingly slow, presses a kiss to your forehead, and tells you every sweet nothing that materializes within him.

"So beautiful," he murmurs, consciousness already wavering. "Look so pretty, cumming all over me like that."

It's... not poetry, but you never doubt that he means what he says. Frankly, if he came at you with Keats or Frost you'd think he was dying. So you take the meager compliments his jaded heart can muster, and know that he's trying for you. Only for you.

"It's a shame about my parents, though," you muse, and he huffs in affirmation. "I really wanted you to fuck me in my childhood bedroom, ynow?"

He chuckles, a throaty staccato that still manages to make your stomach flip. "Oh, I'm corrupting you, aren't I? When we met you wouldn't have even thought of something like that."

You hum, pretending to think about it. You're glad he's back to normal, jovial despite the circumstances. "Maybe I just wouldn't have said it out loud. You don't exactly have a monopoly on lewd thoughts, Zeke."

"Hmm," he turns to his side, gazes at you through heavy-lidded eyes. He'll be asleep within the minute.

"I'll see what I can do."

And if he's all apologies and sincerity tomorrow, showing up at your parents' doorstep with flowers and a handwritten note, well. Who's to say what caused such a radical change of heart?

#zeke yaeger x you #zeke yaeger x reader #zeke yaeger #attack on titan #shingeki no kyoujin #cat thots #filth tag

[sonicasura]

Absolutely nutty idea.

Trollhunters but Jim physically performs a 100% better when music is playing. You know like Mad Rat Dead or Hi-Fi Rush where the main character moves better as their actions match the beat of the song. Only Toby and Barbara sees it like an odd quirk while anyone else thinks its either magic or the guy took something.

Just imagine when Jim is fighting Draal in 'Win, Lose or Draal', the Trollhunter's phone flies out of the arena. The moment it hits the ground, it plays something like 'Find Your Flame' at full blast and everything takes a 180. It's Draal now backed into a corner.

Jim somehow bumps from amateur to seasoned sword wielding gremlin. Man is fucking everywhere as his moves and attacks seemingly shift into a vicious dance. The trolls are so confused at the huge leap in skill while Toby just shouting 'Dance, Jim, Dance!'

It pretty much leads Blinky, AAARRRGGHH and Draal to believe Jim has some sort of enchantment that triggers under music. A thought which suddenly becomes mutual to all his enemies because no way is this normal. Not even Morgana or Gunmar believe the Trollhunter isn't using some undetectable magic.

Also, the image of Jim being a menace in the Darklands to 'You're Gonna Go Far, Kid' by the Offspring is hilarious to me. He's a song based adrenaline junkie whose fully ready for a beat to drop. I'm pretty sure it scares the shit outta even the mightiest troll without any context.

#Youtube #sonicasura #crack idea #tales of arcadia trollhunters #toa trollhunters #trollhunters #toa #tales of arcadia #jim lake junior #james lake junior #james lake jr #jim lake jr #back on my bullshit

[adamwatchesmovies]

Yakuza Apocalypse (2015)

Every source I've seen describes Yakuza Apocalypse as an action film. This must mean that my initial thought to categorize it as a parody comedy is inaccurate. So what is it then? An incomprehensible tale that seems to halfheartedly say one thing until it devolves into absolute madness and then just ends. I kind of hated it.

Beloved Yakuza crime boss Genyō Kamiura (Lily Franky) is the idol of Kageyama (Hayato Ichihara) and secretly, a vampire that drinks the blood of criminals. When a gunslinging priest (Ryushin Tei) and an assassin (Yayan Ruhian as Mad-Dog) decapitate Kamiura, he uses the last of his strength to turn Kageyama into a Yakuza Vampire. Unfortunately, he only learns the rules of his new condition after biting a civilian and unleashing a plague upon Japan. Meanwhile, the priest is not done yet and summons the ultimate terrorist (Masanori Mimoto) to finish what he started.

At first, I thought this was prolific director Takashi Miike lampooning Yakuza films. We’re told Kamiura has kept the big companies and chain stores out of the city and that he instructs his men only to harm other criminals. This makes him a hero of the people because Yakuza gangsters are so cool. Kageyama thinks so. All his life, that’s all he’s wanted to be but he’s never been able to get the trademark tattoos. When Kamiura bites him and transforms him into a Yakuza vampire, he becomes the real deal but in time, vampirism is rampant. Teachers, high-school girls, nurses, police officers are all becoming Yakuza vampires! Where is this going? Is it a lamentation that the criminal identity has become meaningless today, that it no longer inspires fear?

I'd say yes, if the idea went somewhere but in-depth analysis has no place in a film like this. Ambitious criminal Masaru (Makoto Sakaguchi) starts leaking brain matter out her ears like a hose, we get psychedellic gardens, martial arts battles between people in the worst monster costumes you’ve ever seen, and more. It should be so nutty it becomes awesome but it isn’t. All of the characters are so flat you don’t care about them and the incomprehensible non-logic means you have no idea what you should be paying attention to, what’s there just to be weird or if anything means anything at all. Did we just witness a rape scene? Who cares? Not the people who made this film. If they did, they might’ve tried harder to give us some convincing special effects or believeable performances. When you don’t speak Japanese and you can still tell the actors are struggling with their lines, you’ve experienced a badness so intense it transcends language.

The only thing that keeps you watching Yakuza Apocalypse is that something will make all of this click together. Is Miike saying the Yakuza are the vampires of Japan as they bleed the population dry? Does he suggest we’ve become infatuated with people who should be hated like we have with vampires? Your guess is as good as mine. The non-ending doesn't help. Abruptly cutting off your story can work - sometimes. Here it feels as though everyone got bored and said “let’s just end it here and move onto the next thing. It’ll be too late for them to get their money back after nearly two hours”. That’s another mark against this picture. It’s way, WAY too long.

Yakuza Apocalypse is little more than a mad-lib of supernatural action. Ideas are tossed in at random. Few of them pay off. You’ll retain nothing from the experience and will feel like you wasted your time. (Original Japanese with English subtitles, April 2, 2021)

#Yakuza Apocalypse #movies #films #movie reviews #film reviews #Takashi Miike #Yoshitaka Yamaguchi #Hayato Ichihara #Yayan Ruhian #Riko Narumi #2015 movies #2015 films

[theradicalace]

today on “things literally no one asked me to do": i charted out my headcanons for all (most of) the htf characters interpersonal relationships. several of these have little to no basis in canon and are just based on what amuses me

this shit is damn near illegible even to me, so under the cut is a full explanation and notes on each relationship. be warned, it is VERY long

to simplify, we're gonna sort these by character

cuddles!

good god, this bitch is friends with everyone

cuddles+toothy: current romantic relationship. friends to lovers my beloved <3

cuddles+giggles: past lovers, current friends. it was like an "everyone thinks we should date, so we will... i guess?" situation that neither of them were really into

cuddles+flaky: current friends. he's a bad influence on them, they keep him from breaking his legs 90% of the time.

cuddles+lumpy: current friends. these bitches are dumb god bless.

cuddles+nutty: current dislike (one-sided). cuddles thinks this guy is SO annoying.

cuddles+lifty & shifty: current friendship. something about this unlikely friendship brings joy to my little rat brain. they're going to go spraypaint a building together 💖

cuddles+petunia: current friends.

cuddles+disco bear: currently neutral.

cuddles+handy: current friend (one-sided). cuddles thinks handy is soo so cool.

cuddles+sniffles: current friends. more of a "friend of a friend" situation (the shared friend being toothy) but they get along :]

cuddles+russell: current friends. yknow those people you just see around all the time who you aren't super close with but get along with anyway? yeah

cuddles+mime: current friends. cuddles comes to watch them perform a lot :)!

cuddles+flippy: current friends. they get along, mostly

toothy!

toothy+giggles: current friends. "isn't it weird to be friends with your boyfriends ex" not to toothy!

toothy+mime: current friends. similarly to cuddles, toothy comes to watch mime perform a lot :]

toothy+handy: current family. they're brothers in the better version of htf that exists in my heart. i know in my soul toothy is the younger brother

toothy+nutty: current friends. "we all got that one homie who ain't gonna make it"

toothy+lumpy: currently neutral. they just don't have much in common

toothy+sniffles: current friends. "c'mon man, you're gonna get some sun today whether you like it or not"

toothy+splendid: past sexual relationship. they fucked at a con once and toothy is still not sure if he dreamed it or not

toothy+shifty: past sexual relationship. a few one night stands when toothy wanted to fuck a guy who didn't give a shit about him lol

giggles!

giggles+petunia: past lovers, current friends. they were both trying to figure some stuff out. they ended up not being a match as lovers, but they're on good terms.

giggles+nutty: current friends (mutual)/dislike(one-sided). giggles has a bit of toxic mean girl in her i'm sure of it. she doesn't really like him but keeps him around because??? reasons unclear

giggles+flaky: past lovers, current friends. "the one that got away" in her eyes. is there still feelings? potentially. will she do anything about it? absolutely not.

giggles+lumpy: complicated dislike. she wants to be on better terms with him, but she's easily frustrated by his antics.

giggles+disco bear: enemy (one-sided). she is going to skin this man alive.

giggles+pop: currently neutral. she likes the pictures he posts of cub on facebook and that is the extent that they interact.

giggles+flippy: current flirting (one-sided). she thinks he's hot but he's too busy being mentally ill to notice.

giggles+lifty & shifty: current dislike (one-sided). guess getting kidnapped leaves someone a little sore?

giggles+mole: current friends. they get along, but aren't close.

giggles+sniffles: current friends. friend of a friend situation.

petunia!

petunia+handy: current lovers. voted tree town's cutest couple 5 years in a row

petunia+mole: current friends. "this is my boyfriend's boyfriend!"

petunia+disco bear: current enemy (one-sided). does anyone else hear a taser?

petunia+cuddles: current friends. this is another "friend of a friend" situation. bit of "my ex's ex" going on too.

petunia+lumpy: current friends. literally just because it's funny.

petunia+lifty & shifty: current dislike. 2 for 2 on the whole kidnapping thing.

petunia+splendid: currently neutral. she's more of a flash fan...

handy!

handy+mole: current lovers. "oh my god they were roommates"

handy+cuddles: current dislike (one-sided). thinks he's annoying as all hell.

handy+russell: past flirting, current friends. they almost had a thing going when they were younger, but russell fucked off to sea before anything came of it. they're on friendly terms now, though.

handy+giggles: current friends. "that's my girlfriends best friend." he respects her.

the mole!

mole+splendid: currently neutral (one-sided). he just thinks it's funny to fuck with him

mole+mime: current flirting. weird sort of "i hate this guy so much i could kiss him" energy.

mole+sniffles: currently neutral. somehow they ended up as coworkers.

mole+lumpy: current friends. mole is truly just here to see what sort of insane bullshit lumpy can pull off next.

nutty!

nutty+sniffles: complicated romantic relationship. there's tension there, but sniffles is too scared to say anything, and nutty is physically incapable of the introspection necessary to recognize what he's feeling

nutty+flaky: currently neutral. they tend to be too different to really end up in the same area much, but there's no hard feelings.

nutty+lifty: current sexual relationship. they're fuckbuddies i just know it.

nutty+shifty: current friends. shifty is charging this man EXORBITANT amounts of money for lsd.

splendid!

splendid+lifty & shifty: current enemies (one-sided). oh he hates these two so much. he's so pissed that he still blushes when they hit on him, too.

splendid+giggles: current flirting. damsel in distress, anyone?

splendid+mole: current enemy/rival (one-sided). "this is the biggest threat to my secret identity" *camera pans over to mole walking into a wall*

mime!

mime+nutty: current friends. aut4aut t4t friendship. i will not elaborate.

mime+petunia: current friends. they fake flirt because it's funny to them.

mime+giggles. current friends. they tend to get along

mime+shifty: complicated romantic relationship. mostly culminates in a mutual "oh for fucks sake, why HIM of all people?" they could have something really good if they would sit down and talk but mime is nonverbal and shifty is allergic to communication

russell!

russell+lifty & shifty: current dislike (one-sided). he is SO mad about the sunken treasure.

russell+giggles: current friends. he signs her environmental activism petitions. gotta protect the ocean!

lifty and shifty!

L&S+petunia, giggles, and russell: currently neutral (one-sided): these two don't give a fuuuuck lol.

lifty+shifty: current family. the brothers EVER. they care about each other but literally would never admit it, not if they were tortured or bribed (okay maybe if they were bribed)

L&S+splendid: current flirting (one-sided). make no mistake, neither of them are actually into him, but they think it's so funny to watch him get flustered. have successfully flirted their way out of him arresting them on multiple occasions.

flippy!

flippy+flaky: current lovers. they can make each other worse. oh my god they are so bad for each other. therapy immediately, both of you.

flippy+lifty & shifty: current enemies. he is hunting them for sport <3

flaky!

flaky+disco bear: currently neutral (one-sided). they're flattered by his occasional flirting, but they're not interested

flaky+lammy: current friends. these two are ALSO bad for each other good god. seek professional help.

lammy!

lammy+petunia & giggles: current friends. poker buddies!

lammy+pop: current friends. just because it's funny.

lammy+sniffles & nutty: current friends. bad influence on them <3

disco bear!

disco bear+petunia & giggles: current flirting (one-sided). *dude, she's just not into you starts playing at max volume*

disco bear+flaky: current flirting (one-sided). trans inclusive radical misogyny /j

disco bear+pop: current lovers. old man yaoi. i will not elaborate.

#ace rambles #happy tree friends #my art #relationship chart #i had a lot of fun with the little character icons #it was a good excuse to try lineless art! #might redraw them and put real effort into them bc lineless is kind of fun and suits them #anyway sorry for how absolutely unhinged this must look #headcanons with a dash of canon

[overfedvenison]

So there’s this joke in The Simpsons where Bart finds a record called “Melvin and the Squirrels” and Comic Book Guy is like “Ah yes, party of the Rodent Invasion of the late 60s”

It gets played and the joke is that it’s like this transparent knockoff of Alvin and the Chipmunks But it turns out there actually were a bunch of Chipmunks knockoffs. AND I AM GOING DOWN A RABBIT HOLE, BECAUSE RODENT INVASION REAL Now, take everything here with a gigantic grain of salt because I only just learned about some of these. Like, these are my immediate takes on trying to decipher this, not someone who knows what they are talking about. But these records do exist, at least. The most famous (And probably the most artistically interesting) is The Nutty Squirrels:

Who are fairly well documented, and had a related cartoon. They were offering something more than a mere Chipmunk Knockoff, in that they were doing original “Scat” music. The combination is actually pretty unique sounding, and would have been especially appealing to a novelty-song loving public of the 1960s. They were created by Don Elliott and Alexander "Sascha" Burland; a pair of Jazz Musicians. They are remembered, when at all, for their early albums which were mostly original stuff. One of these even ended up with a derivative song performed by a -human- musician, Stand Kenton: Eager Beaver. Their later albums had them cover pop songs, becoming just a Chipmunks knockoff  

The Nutty Squirrels led emerged in 1960, but were allegedly “Revived” in 1975 by one Bob Milsap. But like... Okay, this is weird? Like, first I can’t actually find references to this being a continuation of Nutty Squirrels that I would consider from a “trustworthy source.” And going by their creator, that’s... Not someone involved in Nutty Squirrels, and doesn’t share the name or characters. And there were apparently some legal difficulties with calling these guys “Squirrels” due to The Nutty Squirrels. And they don’t do jazz, they do convoy/trucker music. ....So I think the idea that these were a revival is just a fake rumor going around. Melvin and Squirrley both are sometimes portrayed with looks and outfits similar to The Nutty Squirrels, so maybe that’s it, but I feel like it’s ripping off multiple sources Regardless, I think it’s really funny that they would have a “Live” album. They were a REALLY blatant knockoff really fast, with the twist of being primarily country-aligned to Alvin’s pop song. But they outright added this squirrel in a M-jacket named “Melvin” which means this might legitimately be what that Simpsons Gag is specifically making fun of To give them some credit, it seems like a running theme of these bands is that they have like, one minor breakout hit that distinguishes them slightly; Alvin and the Chipmunks had the novelty pop songs The Christmas Song and the earlier Witch Doctor, Nutty Squirrels had the Scat-focused Uh Oh, and these guys had the Convoy song Hey Shirly, This Is Squirrly. Looking into this, I saw someone note essentially “There are no covers on this christmas album that Alvin and the Chipmunks did not do better earlier” which is a SCATHING critique if I’ve ever heard one. But, like, in the... Narrow field of chipmunk covers of songs? I mean, they’re serviceable I suppose ...

To go increasingly obscure, Peter Pan Records “The Grasshoppers” What... What is this. I can’t find any information on them, and even in a field of Chipmunks Clones, this is like, especially a chipmunk clone - To the point that it appears their most known song is a cover of the chipmunk song What is going on? Was this produced, or did it just like, spawn? So, near as I can tell, Peter Pan Records was a long-standing children’s record specialty company. So, with all these bands covering more... Questionable songs, I guess I could see a market for an absolutely kid-friendly alternative. But that’s speculation ... Anyways, I’m sure there are more. Heck, even the Chipettes would qualify. But like ...Iunno, it just baffles me this could have even been something you might consider a trend

[musiconanironingboard]

25 March 2023: Nine Steve Forbert albums:

Jackrabbit Slim/Alive on Arrival 40th Anniversary twofer (2020 Blue Corn Music expanded reissue of 1979 and 1978 Nemperor albums; this reissue presents the titles in reverse chronological order; Alive on Arrival here is the “original Japanese master,” whereas Jackrabbit Slim is a 2020 remaster

Little Stevie Orbit (2018 Rolling Tide reissue of 1980 Nemperor album, presented here as a 2018 remix)

Steve Forbert (The Fourth Album) (2011 Rolling Tide expanded reissue of 1982 Nemperor album) 

Mission of the Crossroad Palms (Paladin/Giant, 1995)

Young, Guitar Days (2001 Rolling Tide/Relentless Nashville release of 1978-1981 recordings)

Over with You (Blue Corn Music, 2012)

Compromised (Rock Ridge Music, 2015)

Flying at Night (Rolling Tide, 2016)

Early Morning Rain (Blue Rose Music, 2020)

Meridian, Mississippi-born singer-songwriter Steve Forbert has been in my consciousness since the late ’70s, when my brother bought his first three albums and I loved Forbert’s 1979 hit “Romeo’s Tune” (from his second album Jackrabbit Slim). I didn’t bother buying any Forbert albums until about 2017, for whatever reason, and then late last year I decided out of the blue that I needed his brand-new album Moving through America. (I purchased that when this page was on hiatus, so there’s no post to link to.) I loved that album so much that my enthusiasm was running very high when I went to Milwaukee to see Forbert perform there on March 25 at the intimate venue Shank Hall. Forbert has done seemingly dozens of fan-club items and one-off tour releases, so I went to the gig ready to hit the merchandise table hard, and that’s what I did. I came away with the nine albums shown above, a mixture of those early reissues (the top three packages), a couple of oddball items in the middle there, and then the bottom four discs in the photo above are relatively new releases. You can see from my notes above the photo that Forbert has hopped around like wild on all manner of tiny little labels. Of his first four albums (again, the top three packages in the photo), three of them (all but Little Stevie Orbit) have scads of bonus tracks. When I start amassing this many albums by a single artist, it can only mean that I’m planning a catalog study, and I look forward to beginning Forbert’s in earnest come next January.

I was so excited at the merch table that I just started pointing at things (”I’ll take of those, and one of those, and one of those...”). I was amazed by how many different things he had available, even if none of them was one of his weird, fan-club or tour-only things. Still, until that moment I only owned two Forbert albums on CD (along with a handful on vinyl), so it was like being in a candy store.

The merchandise person was a bit of an oddball, a raspy-voiced woman in a mask, and I still wonder: is that Forbert’s wife?! Surely not. They seem roughly the same age, but if they’re a couple it’s a bit of an odd couple. At one point when I was making my selections she seemed taken aback that I wanted so much, so I asked, “Is that okay?” She hollered in her brash rasp, “THE MORE YA BUY THE LESS I GOTTA CARRY!”

When I got back to the hotel, I could not believe my eyes. Seven of the discs were pristine and sealed new copies. Mission of the Crossroad Palms and Young, Guitar Days, however, were used copies, and not just any used copies, but trashed copies with significantly scratched discs; one of them had a guy’s initials in magic marker on the disc itself, and the other had a big sticker on the tray reading “DISC AT COUNTER.” What in the absolute blue blazes?! Never in all my days have I seen torn-up used CDs at a concert merch table. Surely this could not be Forbert’s doing? I blame that nutty woman! And they were not used-CD prices; I paid something like $13 or $15 a pop. Damnation! I prefer to believe that this was an accident and Forbert would be mortified if he knew about this. I just can’t believe he would knowingly sell torn-up copies of his own albums, let alone at full price.

Below we see the front covers of all nine purchases, including the bogus used ones, presented left to right beginning with the top row and in the same order that they are listed above and shown in the first photo (top to bottom).

Here are the back covers of the same, in the same order.

After I got all these home, I did some research to figure out exactly how many CDs this man has released, once all the fan-club items and other oddities are considered. Forty! Forty Forberts! I have made my brother listen at length to my incredulous reaction to there being Forty Forberts in this world, and as you will see in subsequent posts, I am making my way toward accumulating all forty. Some of them will be impossible to find, I fear, but when I do start this catalog study it will take me well over two years even if I have to skip several of his more arcane releases.

[celebritygroup]

FKA Twigs for Viktor & Rolf

English singer-songwriter FKA Twigs has been revealed to be the face of the new fragrance from Victor & Rolf, Good Fragrance. She stars in a new ‘mystical’ themed campaign, photographed by Inez van Lamsweerde and Vinoodh Matadin, also known as Inez & Vinoodh. This fragrance is the first large female fragrance from the Flowerbomb-owned brand in seven years. The Dutch fashion house defined Good Fortune as an expression of "modern spirituality". The Grammy nominated performer commented: 'Scent has always been an integral part of my sensory world and being able to creatively collaborate with Viktor & Rolf on this project has been very fulfilling. I feel there's this bond that unites us. Becoming part of their universe feels like magic, a dream come true'. On describing the new fragrance, she said: "When it's that real nutty warm vanilla, I find it reminds me of a mother's milk. But it's sexy. Natural vanilla is a very all-knowing note. There's something inherently very nurturing about it." The founders of Viktor & Rolf claimed to be fans of the performer, saying: "Not only is she one of today's biggest pop stars, she's also hugely creative. She's an icon and absolutely the right personality for Good Fortune," they continued. Brand ambassadors, celebrities and public personalities have been proven to increase sales and brand awareness THREE times more than a similar campaign without. This is something in which the team at The Celebrity Group have more than 30 years' experience. Contact them at www.celebrity-group.com.   Read the full article

[tcm]

Julien Temple Musicals: ABSOLUTE BEGINNERS (’86) and EARTH GIRLS ARE EASY (’88) By Raquel Stecher

Director Julien Temple has built his filmmaking career showcasing creative types. Musicians are his forte, although he’s also made films about poets, filmmakers and other artists. Best known for his music videos, he’s directed artists such as the Rolling Stones, Depeche Mode, Whitney Houston, Janet Jackson, Billy Idol, Van Halen and Paul McCartney. He became interested in filmmaking when he discovered the work of French filmmaker Jean Vigo, whom he would later direct a biopic about. He began working alongside the Sex Pistols and made his debut feature film The Great Rock ’N’ Roll Swindle (’80) about the band’s tumultuous break-up.

Temple had a front row seat at a time when music was revolutionizing culture but was also interested in how the music of the past influenced the present. Among his films are two outliers, a pair of films inspired by Temple’s love of Hollywood musicals: ABSOLUTE BEGINNERS (’86) and EARTH GIRLS ARE EASY (’88). An homage to the early days of rock ‘n’ roll, ABSOLUTE BEGINNERS was an adaptation of Colin MacInnes’ 1959 novel. Set in 1958 during the time of the Notting Hill race riots, it explores the cultural revolution of the time, when jazz was falling out of favor, rock ‘n’ roll was making a scene and teenagers were being recognized as a major influence on popular culture. Eddie O’Connell stars as Colin, a photographer who falls in love with fashion designer Crepe Suzette (Patsy Kensit) and gets caught up in the local music scene. The film features performances by Sade and Davide Bowie, two musicians Temple had previous directed music videos for.

According to the website Supajam, ABSOLUTE BEGINNERS was at the time “the most expensive British film ever made.” When the shooting wrapped, Temple was fired. He had no involvement with the final editing, which was handled by three different editors. The end result was a musical that strayed from Temple’s vision. In an interview, Temple called the production “a half-nightmare, half-dream” and said that he wishes it would have come out differently. The film was a flop and bankrupted British movie studio Goldcrest Film International. Temple goes on to say in his interview with Supajam, “It was strange being accused of destroying the British film industry… for many decades, it seemed to be circling Pluto, but it seems to have made its way a bit closer back towards Earth these days.”

The film caught the eye of Michael Jackson and Janet Jackson. Temple is quoted as saying, “It turned out the Jackson family were fans, particularly Michael and Janet, who used to copy the dance sequences as it played on their cinema screen.” Temple went on to direct two music videos for Janet Jackson. “When I Think of You” pays homage to ABSOLUTE BEGINNERS urban setting and “Alright” is a throwback to the golden era of Hollywood musicals and features cameos by the Nicholas Brothers, Cab Calloway and Cyd Charisse.

When Temple left the UK to work in the US, he made another go at the musical feature film with EARTH GIRLS ARE EASY (’88). This science fiction romantic comedy musical hybrid starred then real-life couple Geena Davis and Jeff Goldblum in their third picture together. Written by Julie Brown, Terrence E. McNally and Charlie Coffey, the story follows California girl Valerie (Geena Davis) who, in the midst of romantic turmoil, is visited by three furry aliens: Jeff Goldblum, Jim Carrey and Damon Wayans. The aliens are given a makeover to best resemble humans and they cause a ruckus in the Valley with their new look. 

The movie is chock full of 1980s esthetics and slang, making it a nostalgic delight for anyone who lived through, or just loves, that era. It even includes a cameo by the mysterious lady in pink Angelyne, who was herself a precursor to today’s celebrity influencers. The film also serves as a throwback to 1950s science fiction films like Forbidden Planet (’56) and Earth vs. the Flying Saucers (’56). The trio of aliens learn human behavior and language from watching classics on television like Gun Fury (’53), Rebel Without a Cause (’55) and The Nutty Professor (’63).

Given his newfound reputation, Temple had a difficult time finding a studio or production company for the film. Warner Bros., MGM, 20th Century-Fox and New World Pictures all expressed interest but eventually turned it down. It was picked up by De Laurentiis Entertainment Group, which was set to distribute, but they filed for bankruptcy shortly after filming. The movie didn’t make a splash at the time, however it’s gone on to earn the cult classic status it so rightly deserves. EARTH GIRLS ARE EASY served as the inspiration for the Britney Spears and Iggy Azalea music video for “Pretty Girls” released in 2015.

#Earth Girls Are Easy #Julien Temple #1980s #musicals #retro #moder day musical #MTV #music videos #classic hollywood #TCM #Turner Classic Movies #Raquel Stecher

[make-a-little-mischief]

PART TWO

From the opening clips of Professor Kelp I get the sense that he is someone who strives to make learning, and specifically learning about science, fun. He has tried to create a non-traditional, captivating classroom environment, despite the majority of his students’ typical neutral to dazed reactions (except maybe when he sets the fire). His chemistry set is enormous, involved and intimidating. The demonstrations we see him perform involve bright colors and dramatic reactions. You immediately get the feeling that being in his class requires a sense of adventure and a readiness for anything.

This proves to be true as we transition into the movie proper in the form of a massive explosion.

*Jerry noise - PPPKKPKEEEWWWW* and we’re off! Within a thick cloud of smoke we’re out of Professor Kelp’s classroom, we teleport all the way across campus, into a boardroom meeting where the first scenes will begin with zero disruption other than the literal one that just happened on screen. I remember when I first watched the movie I absolutely loved this transition. I loved it for a couple of reasons: it was seamlessly executed and I wasn’t expecting it. It’s not often you see this kind of opening where the credits mean something, there’s no break between them and the start of the movie, and on top of all that the transition from credits to movie itself holds symbolism. Professor Kelp is not only a bit of a risk-taker, but his predilection for taking risks as a scientist and a teacher has a huge, far-reaching impact capable of really shaking things up - something that thematically prevails throughout the entire movie.

So now we are in another building on campus where we meet Dr. Warfield and Miss Lemmon. Each of these characters is instantly and clearly defined. We also understand their distinct dispositions when it comes to what has just occurred and in regards to their feelings towards Professor Kelp. Dr. Warfield, the dean of the college, is having none of it.

From his reaction we can assume this kind of thing has possibly happened before and where Professor Kelp is concerned, he has none. Unlike Miss Lemmon who conversely seems sweet and shows signs of patience, tolerance, and a peace-keeping mindset, Dr. Warfield is out for blood. It doesn’t matter if Professor Kelp literally just died in an explosion, he needs to come to the office to be disciplined.

Straight-forward and effective character writing and skillfully directed performance that relies on “show don’t tell” and requires no effort on the part of the audience is one of Jerry’s strong suits. All of his characters are who they are the moment we meet them; there is no need for a spoon-fed initiation to exactly who each character is, they appear fully formed and grounded in their individual energies. In the case of Dr. Warfield and Miss Lemmon’s introduction, I think it is doubly well done; we have mere seconds to meet them and absorb who they are and yet it feels as seamless as the transition from the opening credits. There is a perfectly paced rhythm to it that makes it very easy and acceptable as a viewer that allows you to just “go with it” even though it is a very chaotic start. Pacing and rhythm are key components of The Nutty Professor that make it the wonderful movie that it is. The opening is just one example, more on that later…

As we arrive back at the classroom one of my favorite symbolic visuals occurs. Firemen have arrived and are breaking down the door to free the students and Professor Kelp. The door is bashed in and we see a bunch of the students run out.

What the audience doesn’t know at this point is that Professor Kelp is trapped under the fallen door. When I watched this back after having rewatched the movie several times I realized that this is also a moment of insight into the Professor’s character. Not only is he left behind and forgotten (by all but Miss Lemmon) but he’s being “walked all over” by his students. Professor Kelp is quite literally a doormat.

After initial suspicions, it is confirmed that he does however have at least one ally in Miss Lemmon who promptly arrives on the scene in genuine distress and calls out for him.

When she hears a knock on the door and realizes Professor Kelp is trapped under it we get this shot:

I absolutely love this shot. This is our official introduction to THE Professor Kelp. He is revealed under the door lying flat on his back and then slowly rises as if he were Frankenstein’s monster come to life. It’s an homage to classic horror (a crucial element of the movie) and creatively it is a fantastic foreshadow once you know the Buddy Love twist (Buddy being Kelp’s “monster” that has been trapped and “door”mant who he brings to life). Once I saw it I couldn’t unsee it and it has become one of my favorite shots in the whole movie.

And thus concludes the first post of this series.

*dramatic late night B horror movie announcer voice*

When we return! - we will see the first interaction between Professor Kelp and Dr. Warfield. The Professor has survived the chemistry explosion but will he survive a verbal lashing by the dreaded Doctor? And what kinds of filmic marvels will Jerry Lewis bestow upon us in the first long scene of the movie? Tune in next time to find out the answer to these and other melodramatically modified questions in the second installment of CRAZY CHEMISTRY!

#jerry lewis #the nutty professor #the total filmmaker #film community #film review #old movies #1963 #chemistry #science #filmmaking #directing #acting #storytelling #stella stevens #del moore #kathleen freeman #60s movies #Professor Kelp #Julius Kelp #Stella Purdy #film critique #film analysis

[infamouslydorky]

Not an ask but I just have to say every time I see one of your Spamton pics with text it just read exactly like Jerma's Spamton take to me, and I absolutely love it. It's just something about your design and the way you've been writing his speech patterns, still wacky and chaotic but a bit more grounded, especially in the retail duo, so far just combines perfectly to capture the essence of his portrayal of the nutty little 'salesman'. (That you also got a Saw ask is hilariously fitting for this)

i didn't expect to have my interpretation held so highly by people. i had a listen to jerma's version on youtube after getting this ask and ngl, he kinda sounds like robbie rotten to me, if that makes sense? that's not to take away from his performance or the compliment you've given me, but he does give it a particular vocal quality that is undeniable

#deerstalker answers

[katsuflossy]

heyyyyyy could u do some headcanons for kiri, todo, and katsuki with a cheerleader s/o pretty please?! 💕

Their Cheerleader S/o

Pairings: Kirishima Eijiro x reader, Bakugo Katsuki x reader, Todoroki Shoto x reader

TW: the reg obscenities

A/n: PSA!! they’re all black cheerleaders meaning I’m using references from black cheering styles and my own knowledge(which is literally only black cheerleaders). But I hope you like it! 😊

⛑ Realized you were an actual cheerleader at the Sports Festival.

⛑ You kept complaining about how different the cheer fabric is from the usual. But Eiji was still checking you out regardless.

⛑ You did one of your solos like you were Beyoncé performing at Beychella.

⛑ You had to ask Jiro to find the music because they’re was no bands there bruh.

⛑ Fell more in love with you when you were cheering for the whole class 1A in the final round.

⛑ All he heard in the background of his battle is “YOU. CAN’T. ROCK. LIKE. HIM.” and thunderous stomps and claps (Get it because he can be as hard as...I’ll leave).

⛑ He called you manly after. No offense but it was because you were so amazing and unapologetically loud.

⛑ He’s the cheerleader to your cheerleader.

⛑ You need practice stunts and flying? He’ll throw you whole 16 ft. in the air AND catch you properly.

⛑ He still nervous because he doesn’t want to hurt his baby 🥺.

⛑ Teach him some taunts so he can try them on Bakugo. So the blonde can boot his ass.

⛑ Gon practice them regardless 🤷🏽‍♀️.

💥 Your mom packed your suitcase and put your old cheer costume in there.

💥 So you decided to perform your cheers for the whole Class 1A.

💥 He was fine with you doing Stomp n Shake until you starting shaking that ass.

💥 Mans pulled your back in the dorms with some lightning speed. You can continue your dance in there.

💥 You’re always using your taunts against Bakugou to ruffle his feathers.

💥 “Ion think he want no smoke. Bakugo can’t take no smoke. Say ion think he want no smoke. Say Bakugo can’t. Take. No. Smoke.”

💥 “No what? I’LL SMOKE YOUR ASS OUT OF HERE!”

💥 LOOVES when one minute you’re just sitting and the next you’re making all types of beats, getting nutty gritty. He keeps faking and saying how you’re annoying but he doesn’t want you to stop.

💥 Randomly starts tapping the rhythm in class or when he’s distracted.

💥 What you don’t know is that he learned some of your routines so before you even start, he knows which one you’ll do.

💥 And he also messes with the whole hbcu marching band music. You can see him doing the stank face when they suddenly change the tempo.

💥 Bakugo’s basically a whole cheerleader (just thinking about him in that cheer outfit got me hot under the collar.)

🧊 Sir don’t even know regular cheerleading much less full on stunt cheerleading.

🧊 But is definitely entranced when you pull your stunts in training or anywhere.

🧊 He gets dizzy for you when you continuously tumble a whole 10 yards.

🧊 You doing a high kick? His hamstrings are on fire for you.

🧊 Asks you to teach him some techniques because he lacks agility when fighting (don’t be fooling, he do).

🧊 He just loves everything about you being a cheerleader.

🧊 You could simply STRUT and his eyes are glued to you.

🧊 He hears some type of drum beat? He gets whiplash trying to find you cause he knows you’re about to throw down.

🧊 Unlike the other boys, he can’t pick up the choreo even if his life depended on it.

🧊 But he’ll do the stunts with you. All you see is a red and white pinwheel spinning through the field.

🧊 Has way too many videos of you doing your routines on his phone like he’s making a collection.

🧊 Caught the limited edition picture of you in your cheer outfit. You had on the brightest smile and you were posing in air after a perfect throw.

🧊 He’s your no. 1 supporter. The Kris Jenner in your cheering life.

🧊And he’s absolutely proud of it.

#bnha bakugo katsuki #bnha bakugo x reader #bakugou x reader #katsuki bakugo headcanons #bnha kirishima eijirou #bnha kirishima x reader #kirishima eijiro x reader #kirishima headcanon #bnha todoroki shouto #bnha todoroki x reader #todoroki shouto x reader #todoroki shouto headcanons #bnha x black!reader #mha x black reader

[watching-pictures-move]

Movie Review | Cleopatra (Mankiewicz, 1963)

To be honest, I struggled with Cleopatra for the first half of its four hour runtime, finding much of the proceedings, if nice to look at, a little annoying, for lack of a better word. Only once I reached the midpoint did it start to click for me, and my problem with the earlier sections came into focus: Rex Harrison's performance as Julius Caesar. In scientific terms, he fucking sucks. Perhaps I hold some pent up resentment from being forced to watch out of context snippets of My Fair Lady in high school while my eleventh grade English teacher did an abominable job of teaching us Pygmalion. But even without relitigating teenage grievances, I think the true measure of his performance is what he gives his costars to work with. A good actor can elevate the work of their costars. Harrison sinks them. Ostensibly madly in love with Elizabeth Taylor's Cleopatra, his smug, self-satisfied demeanour conveys only infatuation with himself, and makes the attraction Taylor is supposed to feel for him and the grand gestures she makes in the name of love feel inexplicable. I understand some reviews at the time were unkind to her performance, but they should have looked elsewhere.

When Caesar is killed during the Ides of March (which I guess is a spoiler, but it's also a historical event, so not really), it's less the tragedy the movie positions it as than his murderers doing everybody a huge favour. For one thing, it means the arrival of Richard Burton as Marc Antony, who becomes Cleopatra's lover for the second half of the movie. The difference between Burton and Harrison is vast and illuminating. Both have an undeniable theatricality to their performances, but where Harrison seems mostly impressed by his ability to deliver the florid dialogue he's given, Burton can imbue it with real feeling. The attraction between him and Taylor have the intensity of two lovers who were having a torrid affair offscreen and got married, divorced, remarried and re-divorced. The grand, nutty gestures they make in the name of love feel a lot more convincing, is what I'm saying. It's also worth noting that Burton plays one of the more credible scenes of drunkenness I can recall, likely because he had a lot of practice himself. The other major performance in the movie belongs to Roddy McDowall as Octavian, who has an off-kilter energy that complements the intensity of the central relationship without being overshadowed.

Speaking of grand, nutty gestures, there's a scene where Cleopatra's arrival is marked by a grandiose ceremony, including a giant sphinx brought forward through the crowd, and you look at all those extras and the elaborate sets and props that have been constructed, and it's hard not to have your breath taken away, at least a little. This was made in an era when movies could have ungodly amounts of money sunk into them and it could bear tactile rewards like this, but beyond the level of pure spectacle, I think it colours the movie pretty interestingly. I understand this was a notoriously troubled production, and scenes like Antony deciding to wage a battle on sea despite its strategic imprudence or Caesar railing against the limitations imposed on him by the Senate play like a director trying to assert his will over a production and battle with the money men. (It goes without saying the sea-set battle is one of the movie's highlights.) And in the closing stretches, the cavernous sets the characters find themselves in seem to amplify their emotions. Which is appropriate because this is a movie about characters who are larger than life and can shape history on a whim, consequences be damned. Is that a very democratic message? Absolutely not, but it does make for compelling cinema.

#film #movie review #cleopatra #joseph l. mankiewicz

[arcticdementor]

When the idea that a woman could have a penis was no longer a privileged insight of the academic elite but had gone mainstream, I remarked to my friend, “How long before we have to affirm the furries?” At the time I was joking, but after reading Kathy Rudy’s article “LGBTQ…Z?” in Hypatia in which she claims to “draw the discourses around bestiality/zoophilia into the realm of queer theory” I’m starting to wonder if my joke isn’t that far off. After all, there was a time when the idea of a man becoming a woman was a joke—as in this clip from Monty Python’s comedy The Life of Brian.

What Duke University professor Kathy Rudy seems to realize by arguing we should add “Z” (zoophilia) to the queer alphabet soup is that a great way to have a successful career in academia is to bring postmodern gobbledygook into absurd combinations with anything and everything.

…

I will hand it to Rudy, her article is at least comprehensible, even if it’s just as insane. Rudy begins by noting that humans who “kill animals, force them to breed with each other, eat them, surround them, train them, hunt them, nail them down and cut them open for science” are considered “normal, functioning members of society. Yet having sex with animals remains an almost unspeakable anathema.”

…

While some might conclude that, since we wouldn’t shag a pig, we also shouldn’t confine one to a gestation crate, Rudy’s reasoning seems to be that if we already force terrible things on animals, then why not also screw them? If you’re a cow, having a human copulate with you can’t be as bad as going to the slaughterhouse, right? Besides, Fido already humps my leg so why don’t I hump him?

Technically, Rudy claims “my argument is not for or against humans having sex with animals, but is a meditation on both the elusive nature of sex itself and the subjectivities of human versus nonhuman animals.” She never explicitly promotes sex with animals, but considering that the entire point of the article is to call into question the taboo against having sex with animals, well…

It’s as if I said I’m not advocating for pedophilia but then proceed to undermine all the reasons for being against pedophilia. “Why not?” might not be as strong as “you must” but it leads to the same outcome, namely, radical permission.

As is often the case with academic postmodernism, the claims being made become less clear the more the author writes:

“Put differently, queer theory teaches us that it's not really a question of whether we have ‘sex’ with animals; rather it's about recognizing and honoring the affective bonds many of us share with other creatures. Those intense connections between humans and animals could be seen as revolutionary, in a queer frame. But instead, pet love is sanitized and rendered harmless by the presence of the interdict against bestiality. The discourses of bestiality and zoophilia form the identity boundary that we cannot pass through if we want our love of animals to be seen as acceptable.”

Rudy’s elusive, wishy-washy prose is a common rhetorical tactic. The goal is to avoid clearly committing to an argument so that one can simultaneously promote radical nuttiness while removing oneself from the burden of defending it. After all, if the claim really were as basic as “we love our pets but not in a sexual way” then the article wouldn’t be, as Rudy puts it, “revolutionary.”

The only way the article can be truly “transgressive” is for her to argue that our love for animals is already sexual or should become sexual. After all, Rudy seems uncertain as to whether she is sexually attracted to her own dogs:

“I know I love my dogs with all my heart, but I can’t figure out if that love is sexually motivated.”

For some reason, I’ve never grappled with this problem, but then again, I’m not versed in Queer theory.

…

Indeed, what is the difference between inserting a piece of bread into a toaster and penetrative sex? According to postmodernism, nothing at all! As Rudy explains:

“The widespread social ban on bestiality rests on a solid notion of what sex is, and queer theory persuasively argues we simply don't have such a thing. The interdict against bestiality can only be maintained if we think we always/already know what sex is. And, according to queer theory, we don’t.”

Despite earlier claiming that she is not advocating for sex with animals, Rudy has just provided us with an indirect argument for it. She states that we can only maintain a ban on sex with animals if we know what sex is. She next states that queer theory has proven that we don’t know what sex is. Therefore, we cannot ban sex with animals. She suggests her indirect argument again at the end of the article by masking it in the form of a question:

“But without a coherent and agreed upon definition of sex (which queer theory persuasively argues is impossible), the line between ‘animal lover’ and zoophile is not only thin, it is nonexistent. How do we know beforehand whether loving them constitutes ‘sex,’ and how can such sex be so dangerous if it so nebulous and undefined?”

Not only is it false that we have no idea what sex is, but it is also false to say that we require a taxonomy of every kind of sexual feeling before we can forbid certain acts (such as coitus) with animals (or children and the cognitively disabled, such as Chris Chan’s mother with dementia).

I may not be able to verbally capture the feeling of sexual desire or pleasure any more than I can define pain or joy or sadness. It’s something I know from experience. What I can say for sure is that what I felt kissing my grandma’s cheek is definitely not in the same category as what I felt kissing my boyfriend. Rudy may be unclear as to whether she is turned on by a slurp from her dog, but I personally have never felt confusion on the matter.

…

Yet, the true perversion, according to Rudy, is not to lust after camels, dogs, parakeets or naked mole rats but to set up the sexual boundary between humans and animals in the first place:

“Put differently, both animal rights (3) and psychosocial perspectives [which view desire for animals as mental illness] (4) do not believe that borders can be crossed. Queer theory, on the other hand, tells us that few of us have stable identities anymore, that borders are always crossed. We're all changing, shifting, splitting ourselves up this way and that. It labels these processes ‘hailing,’ ‘suturing,’ and ‘interpolation’; where once we saw ourselves affiliated in one way, a new interpretive community emerges to capture our passions and move us differently. I am asking the reader to entertain the possibility that the same kinds of shifts and disruptions happen with categories like ‘human,’ ‘rabbit,’ ‘ape,’ or ‘dog.’”

And no woke paper would be complete without the accusation of violence:

“Both positions [animal rights activists and bestialists] oppose sex with animals, and in doing so they perform a kind of violence on animals by lumping them all together into one seamless identity.”

That’s right. Physically violating an animal does not constitute violence. Words do. Especially when those words reject postmodern queer theory.

…

Unlike the many women who have been cancelled for claiming that males aren’t women, Rudy’s August 2012 article (republished March 2020) for Hypatia did not result in her being fired, censored, or otherwise deplatformed.

It’s not as if no one came across her article either. According to Altmetric, Rudy’s article is in the “top 5% of all research outputs scored by Altmetric” and is “One of the highest-scoring outputs from this source (#1 of 704)” and has an Altmetrics attention score in the 99th percentile.

When Rebecca Tuvel wrote a paper for Hypatia suggesting that the same assumptions that ground transgenderism could be used to support transracialism, scholars demanded Hypatia retract the article and the journal's Facebook page posted an apology on behalf of the associate editors. Rudy, on the other hand, was invited to deliver the commencement speech for North Carolina Service Dogs in December 2012.

We must remember that the word “transgressive” has relative, not absolute, meaning. What is considered “normal” defines what is considered “transgressive.” If queer theory articles on bestiality result in publication and validation, then is Rudy truly, in her words, “transgressive”? Or is Hypatia, rather, representative of a new establishment norm that is just as desirous of punishing transgressors—now in the form of TERFs and other enemies of the postmodern left—as the old establishment was eager to fire and ostracize homosexuals? As The Who sang, “Meet the new boss / Same as the old boss.”

#devin jane buckley #42.pub #kathy rudy #lgbtq…z?