July 7, 2008
Special thanks to guest writer Paulie V, who submitted this post.
One of the first among the many super hero blockbusters to come thundering into theatres this summer, The Incredible Hulk pounded his big green hands into our hearts this June. Essentially, a story of love punctuated by tank smashing, bone pulverizing, big green monster mashing action, as presented by newbie director, Louis Leterrier, whose other claim to directorial fame was the action laden, Transporter 2. Unfortunately, Leterrier’s vision of the jade giant translated into a struggling action flick, slowed only by scenes of indulgent sappiness.
Edward Norton delivers as the overstressed Dr. Bruce Banner on a quest to find the cure to his radioactive anger management issues. Always jumpy and conscience burdened, Norton’s representation of the good doctor did not disappoint, especially in his internal struggle to suppress his brutish half. Liv Tyler portrays Dr. Betty Ross, Dr. Banner’s love interest. While she musters an adequate performance as a worried woman, I personally believe she had too much screen time and likewise, way too much sway over the storyline. Pouty lips do not a good character make.
Tim Roth is dark and convincing in his portrayal of a Russian Mercenary (with an English accent) Emil Blonsky’s sole purpose is to best Dr. Banner and his monstrous alter ego. Action hungry and pumped with super soldier serum (ahem, Captain America, 2011), Blonsky is the perfect catalyst this time around, delivering over-the-top action and successfully reminding us that the Hulk is the good guy. Despite Blonsky’s killer instinct, the title of head badass would have to belong to Gen. Thaddeus Ross. Played by William Hurt, Ross’s tunnel-visioned endless war mongering provided the perfect fuel for the fire constantly under Dr. Banner’s ass. Hurt’s portrayal of Gen. Ross was deep and disturbing, showcasing a character whose determination to capture and replicate The Hulk was as formidable as his vast and deadly arsenal of terrifying future-weapons.
This incarnation of the beloved behemoth came complete with his comic book antithesis: The Abomination. In contrast to the Hulk’s accidental creation and quest for peaceful solace, The Abomination was purposefully created from ego and malice for nothing other than destruction and mayhem. Unfortunately, on screen The Abomination was not too convincing, mostly due to poor animation. Overall, the film’s CGI was decent, as far as the Hulk and his rampaging exploits were concerned. However, The Abomination appeared too cumbersome and very tame looking at best. His comic book rendition is much more menacing in appearance. I think for the film, they tried to make him appear more realistic but failed to realize that The Abomination is an evil radioactive monster, and doesn’t need to look realistic; he needs to look scary as hell. When will these movie execs learn? Hopefully by the sequel, whose seeds were carefully planted and much appreciated.
Was The Incredible Hulk better than Ang Lee’s miserable attempt at turning the monster into a sad self pitying case? Absolutely. Was it better than Iron Man? Absolutely not. But seeing Tony Stark in the final frames certainly didn’t hurt.

The Abomination as portrayed in comics.
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Posted by schublog
June 10, 2008
I think that The Happening will be a great film, a comeback for M. Night Shyamalan. Call it a hunch. Call it wishful thinking. Call it what you will. I know I may be wrong here, but I’m going out on a limb anyway. I have only seen one and a half trailers, and I haven’t read about the production at all. However I am exited-almost solely-by the prospect of an ‘R’ rated Shyamalan film. I hope the rating will allow Night to delve deeper into the darkness of the human psyche.
I am a fan of Night’s, which accounts for much of my optimism in anticipating The Happening. Every one of his films is unique, well-made and compelling. He is as artful when it comes to building suspense, as he is deft in establishing a rich visual palette. Take, for example, The Sixth Sense. In classic Hitchcockian fashion Shyamalan splatters the color red all over the film. Signifying blood, death, passion, the color red was a favorite tool of Hitchcock’s, especially in the form of a red dress on a stoic blond.
The Sixth Sense employs the color red in just this way. The mother of the sick little girl is blond and wears a red dress to her daughter’s funeral. The red dress, as well as the red balloon that Cole follows up the stairs, are visual cues that stick out like a sore thumb considering the texture of the whole movie is full of tweeds and grays and blacks, all set in the faded bricks and grey streets of a chilly Philadelphia (chilly Philly). There are other instances of the color red which escape my mind, though I recall Bruce Willis’ wife wearing a red dress at least once too.
Other Shyamalan films are less crafted than The Sixth Sense, but still full of suspense and drama. Signs is an ultimate suspense movie. I remember actually jumping in my seat when the first shot of one of the aliens is shown, only an ankle in a cornfield. The movie is perfectly timed and excellently directed. Everything from the timing of the children in the silly foil hats to the timing of the alien encounters. Particularly notable is the timing of the flashbacks: of Mel Gibson recalling the night of his wife’s death. Signs is artful, if not quite the alien thriller that some movie goers expected.
It has been a while since I’ve seen Unbreakable. From what I remember, the film was a less successful attempt at constructing similar anticipation and suspense. More successful was The Village. While the plot for both films was a bit of a stretch for some, there was a genuine terror in my mind as I watched The Village. Most interesting is how Shyamalan reveals that the creatures are a fabrication, and then teases the audience into doubting this revelation and suspecting their existence after all. Again the use of the color red is a device that Shyamalan uses to preempt death and danger. The Village had the added depth of social commentary. At a time when our country was obsessed with terrorist threats and alert levels, Shyamalan’s portrayal of the paternalistic leaders of the Village was meant to be an allegory for the tyrannical quirks of our current government leadership.
The Happening too seems to be some sort of social criticism, seemingly a juxtaposition of horrible death and mayhem against a backdrop of mundane everyday consumerism. This is a successful formula that has worked before, but something tells me Shyamalan will avoid being formulaic. I look forward to seeing it and posting a review this week.
*Note* I did not mention Shyamalan’s Lady In the Water. I don’t think it is a good example of Nights work, and though the film had some minor successes, overall it was more of a fairy tale than a suspenseful flick.
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May 19, 2008
Crystal Ball #3: Wall-E
I have finally seen a full trailer for this summer’s Disney/Pixar Blockbuster, and I am enthralled. At first I was put off by the resemblance of Wall-E to the lovable vintage movie-bot Johnny 5 from 1986’s Short Circuit. However then I realized that the flat head, wide-eyed robot physically resembles many other cinematic attempts to convey human emotion through a non-human (think ET). As far as movies go, Wall-E will certainly be more of an ET than a Number 5, a milestone in movie magic as opposed to a film footnote in 1980s digital revolution (like *batteries not included.)



Wall-E is a story about the unthinkable. Or rather, the unimagineable: Robots in love. Star Wars teased this idea, in the courageously cute and chirpy R2D2 and the pompous and cowardly C3PO. However iconic Artoo and Threepeeo may be, I would hardly describe them as “loveable.” I haven’t done the research but I would guess that plastic models of the droids are more common than stuffed plush toys of them. They are intelligent, brave and useful, but hardly cuddly.
Wall-E, on the other hand, lends himself to plush toys as readily as any character in the Disney arsenal. He is made of metal, and in real life would certainly not be fuzzy or fluffy, however his fuzzy voice, cute mannerisms and curious robotic personality will no-doubt make Wall-E the target of many-a-toddlers’ hugs. Rather than just creating another loveable character to rival Woody or Shrek, Pixar studios is making the kind of movie magic that cinema is all about.
From the inception of the motion picture, filmmakers have dreamt of showing on screen things that exist only in the human imagination. Le Voyage Dans La Lune is a prime example of the infancy of movie magic. Modern filmmakers like Spielberg and Kubrik have become icons in realizing dreams on film. Think about Spielberg’s resume from a child’s point of view. He gave you an alien best friend, brought dinosaurs to life and made you think twice before swimming in the ocean. Spielberg’s collaboration with Kubrik on AI could be an important inspiration for Wall-E. AI tackled the idea of loving something artificial, but it imposed a human love on an artificial being, and barely touched on the artificial boy’s ability to love.
The enormity of Wall-E is in the ability of filmmakers to redefine the boundaries of human imagination. If a child in 1955 was asked to imagine what it would be like for 2 robots to fall in love, he or she would probably get annoyed at a “trick question.” Children now will grow up wondering if their parents’ cars get mad at them for spilling on the seat. They will wonder if their computers will miss them while they’re at school.
As I look into my crystal ball it becomes clear. Wall-E will be a mega hit this summer, and deservedly so. I hope I can get my hands on the plush toy.
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Posted by schublog
May 2, 2008
Iron man was awesome. I could end this review now if I wasn’t so bent on having people read my shit. Iron Man was funny, well-paced, well-scripted, well-cast, and had awesome, explosive visuals and action sequences. The effects were perfect. Done by George Lucas’ Industrial Light and Magic, the CGI never caused me to question the reality of the movie. A far cry from Jurassic Park, which had cutting edge effects for its time, but ones which you could tell were effects.
The success of Iron Man hinged on the suit, and the movie did not disappoint. There were at least four incarnations of the suit. From its origin as a glorified killer hunk of scrap to its eventual perversion when the technology falls into the wrong hands, the suit was the star of the show; as much as or even more than the cast.
That is not to say that the cast was underwhelming, far from it. Robert Downy Jr. was ideal for the roll, with his convincing mix of realistic charm, genuine compassion and super-inflated ego. Gwyneth Paltrow was surprisingly successful as the absurdly named Pepper Potts. Most people consider her acting ability to have the depth, complexity and texture of a rice cake, however as Iron Man’s right hand, umm, woman, Paltrow manages to be smart, endearing, sassy and a bit seductive. Maybe it’s because I’m a guy and therefore, a sucker for a pretty face, but I believed the interaction between Stark and Potts, I wanted them to save the day and fall in love.
Jeff Bridges and Terrence Howard were excellent in their rolls as Obadiah Stane and Jim Rhodes, respectively Iron Man’s arch nemesis and best friend. Bridges was icy, deceptive, and scary, showing that type of fake friendliness that you usually get from a salesman. Howard was just the opposite: convincingly sincere and committed to both his duty and his friends. I look forward to him being in the sequel, hopefully with his own suit.
The last thing I need to talk about is the direction of Jon Favreau. ‘Swingers’ is one of the best movies you can watch when it come to the interactions of real (or real-ish) people. ‘Elf’, starring Will Ferrel, is a paragon of comedic timing and irony. Iron Man had both elements from previous Favreau films, particularly the humor, which was unexpected and acute. Also thanks in part to the screen writing the movie was perfectly paced. Divided in thirds, the first part climaxed at the revealing of the completed first suit. The second climax was at Iron Mans first usage of his improved suit for its destined purpose: to kick some cave-dwelling terrorist butt. The movie never got boring, and more important, the movie never assaulted you with overwhelming explosions or wrestling, indiscernible hunks of metal. Unlike last summer’s ‘Transformers’, which had no sense of timing or pace and could just has easily been an infomercial for a scrap-metal smelter.
See Iron Man, bring your friends, bring your girl, bring your mom, even your little kids (as long as they keep their mouths shut.) Oh, and stay until after the credits for a nice little motherfuckin’ tease.
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Posted by schublog
April 30, 2008
Ladies and Gentlemen, it is that time of year again, when the creators of South Park find it necessary to tease their audience, like the selfish harlots they truly are. They get us salivating and guffawing with their 7 stellar episodes, then they take their mid-season hiatus to go do whatever it is that famous television creators do (drugs). So alas, while I will take this opportunity to comment a little on last weeks episode, I am sullen, for tonight I will have no South Park to accompany my glass of whiskey.
Last Wednesday’s episode was the seventh in what I have already referred to as a stellar season. While it is virtually impossible for me to rank the individual seasons or episodes, season 12 has so far shown a high level of insight into the mind of a child as well as a high level of social relevance: two key components of SP over the years. Additionally the episodes of season 12 have taken some of the characters to a new place, a place we have never seen but from which there is no retreat.
In “Major Boobage” we saw a softer side to Cartman. Not the usual feigned compassion to reach his own ends. Cartman exhibited real, genuine concern for the kitties of South Park. Some may say it was selfish, just so he could keep his kitty. But then why would he take in all of his neighbors’ kitties too? It figures that Cartman’s glimmer of compassion was shown toward cute fuzzy animals, rather than humans, but we still got to see a softer side to Eric Cartman.
Another interesting character development in the same episode was that portrayed by Gerald Broflovski. Gerald has always been the smart one, the responsible one, the level-headed parent. And while he has had his lower moments-like jerking off in a hot tub with Randy Marsh- Gerald is still one of the most respectable characters in South Park. It is unfortunate that he had to suffer such a traumatic episode when he was reintroduced to his old-tyme fix of cheesing his fucking brains out on cat piss. His plummet to rock-bottom and ascent back on top makes Gerald a more flawed, more real character-and one to admire.
The final character development I would like to talk about happened in last week’s episode: Super Fun Time. Pretty much all the kids in South Park fell into their usual personalities as their Pioneer Village field trip turned into a hellish nightmare. As usual, Cartman had the perfect plan to undermine the authority figures: ditch the trip and spend the day at Super Phun Thyme: the phunnest place in South Park (aside from Casa Bonita.)
Little did Cartman know that he would have to deal with the antics of the Stotch boy. Butters showed a new level of dogged determination, and endearing friendship in his refusal to release Cartman’s hand. We are used to Butters always following the rules, but we’re also used to him breaking them, getting grounded, and learning from his mistakes. It makes sense that this is one rule he would not break. He was commanded by his teacher to never release his partner’s hand, and that is just what he did. Butters’ refusal to let go proved to save the boys’ lives after they fell from a street light and hung only from their entwined hands. Butters displayed compassion, friendship and strength, an odd combination for the Stotch boy.
Another notable occurrence in the episode was the non-death of Kenny. They almost killed him, and easily could have, but thanks to Stan’s quick thinking, Kenny’s death has been postponed.
Also hysterically funny was the resolve of the residents/employees of Pioneer Village. They never broke character. Even as the smithie faced a loaded gun, he still would no acknowledge the modern world. His final words were of brave resoluteness, and Smithie died both nobly and needlessly- a unique achievement.
I hope you all enjoy your South Park-less Wednesdays for the time being. Maybe I’ll take up a hobby, ship in a bottle?
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Posted by schublog
April 17, 2008
South Park seems to be on a roll when it comes to ripping off other movies. Pretty much every show you can think of has done this, especially shows that have been around for a dozen seasons. However SP manages to work multiple film references into one show. Many shows do this as well. Take the painfully mediocre show that will go unnamed, whose initials are FG. The difference with South Park is the show has multiple references worked into its plot, not just mentioned randomly. Mine is a recounting of the long established “random jokes” argument that SP fans have used against FG fans for millennia. It is more than a cartoon controversy, more than joke-telling schism. This division is as universal as Paul’s “silly love songs” versus John’s protest hymns. I am and always have been a Lennon man. Sorry Paul, I’ve seen you live, and loved every minute of it. But Give Peace a Chance, come on, do it for me.
The movie references in this week’s South Park were plentiful and thoroughly woven into the show’s plot, themes and message. The first obvious allusion was to a disaster movie of some kind. It wasn’t immediately clear to my buddies and me weather the show was referring to 28 Days Later or I Am Legend. Who knows? Who cares? The point is, the show took the world ending plot, worked it in, didn’t dwell on it, but still had something to say about it. The next apparent movie reference was more in-depth, more detailed and very entertaining. The cartoon turns to a rich sepia tone as the characters announce their plan to go “Californy Way.” The Grapes of Wrath was a classic film released in 1940 starring Henry Fonda as the patriarch of a clan of Okies headed west in search of jobs and fertile land. The story, based on an acclaimed John Steinbeck novel, hearkened back to the hard times of the great depression and focused on the downtrodden determination and fortitude of the hard-working farmer.
As Randy Marsh and the residents of South Park lament- “My internet done up and went away”-they are speaking to a larger meaning about the vulnerability of our society in our dependence on digital. Adding another irreverent and classic SP slant was the porn story line championed by Randy Marsh. When encouraged to realize his stick figure fantasies he “searched” for some for a varied, well-rounded assortment of dirty dirty porn. Japanese girls exchanging fluids, namely vomit; Interracial gangbang; shemales; bestiality; and finally Brazilian fart fetish porn. As if these “search” terms aren’t vivid enough for the average viewer to imagine, the show takes it one step further, in classic SP fashion. . .
Randy Marsh sneaks up on the trailer at the transient cap in Californy. Sitting on the desk inside is what he seeks, a computer. He slips through the window and in the precious few minutes he has manages to search for almost every one of his fetishes. The best part is the participatory nature of the experience. The audience gets to listen in on puke noises with Japanese voices in the background; a woman seeming to have a wonderful time with a loud elephant; and what can only be described as the sounds of Brazilian fart porn. The big payoff of the whole experience is when the residents of the transient camp burst into the trailer only to realize that there was no tiger attack. Good ‘ole Randy Marsh tries to pass it off as ectoplasm, but clearly covering him and the environs was nothing other than his own excessive spooging. . .
There was one more film reference that was admittedly brief and random, almost falling into the manatee ideal ball FG category. Like the melodic interlude of a Beatles song, the occasional random allusion is necessary, it lightens up the humor, gives you instant gratification before the final comedic payoff. The government’s efforts were futile in fixing the internet, they tried every means of communicating with it. In this case “the internet” was an enormous wireless router. The communication method was a guy at a piano tapping out a distinct melody. This scene was a clear reference to Close Encounters of The Third Kind- a 1977 Spielberg film about talking to aliens using lights and sound. Richard Dreyfus, flying saucers, mashed potato mountains, should I go on? See it. Wundarbar.
There is admittedly a reference in the show that I did not pick up on. At the end, in the requisite cathartic conclusion, Randy was dressed in a Native American outfit and had a particular manner to him. I didn’t get it and would appreciate any feedback as to its meaning.
The finale of the show was the realization of Kyle’s genius yet predictable plan to unplug and re-plug “the internet.” It worked, everybody happy. Bottom line: Appreciate the internet but don’t rely on it too heavily, there is a whole big analog world out there. Only use the internet for porn twice a day.
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Posted by schublog
April 16, 2008
As the world premier entry in my crystal ball posting category I am happy to honor what I expect to be one of the most stunningly bad films of the summer, even decade. The original Bangkok Dangerous was probably a good flick. Telling the story of a deaf assassin who hears not his gunshots nor his victims’ pleas for mercy. Compelling, thrilling, sexy. About the only thing that can mess up this cool-man role is the one and only Nick “lets find some rockets” Cage. While one must laud his performances in such great films as Face Off and The Rock, Cage is more often a disappointer than an impresser. Owing much of his fame to his relation to the Coppola clan (he is the nephew of the great Francis Ford) Nick Cage is notoriously one-dimensional as an actor. His idea of nuance is pausing before each statement, squinting a little, and delivering the line like he’s hitting on a cocktail waitress. “You want to get out of here, come back to my place, find some rockets and have a peach, I can eat a peach for hours.” That line is a compilation of the most memorable lines of Cage’s career-both of them. I get the feeling that Cage is some big dork masquerading as a cool actor. He puts so much effort into sounding cool that he has no strength left to act. His roll in Bangkok Dangerous (BD) will surely add another deep notch to his commemorative belt of action characters with a sentimental side. In the case of BD his sentimentality is clearly evinced by his long hair with receding hairline. The only “danger” in this film is that Cage’s wig will fall off and he’ll be left naked and talent-less, and the Pang brothers will be asking “why the hell did we remake Bangkok Dangerous, and why the hell did we cast some washed up never-has-been instead of Jet Li, or Brad Pitt.”

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Posted by schublog
April 14, 2008
This season’s fifth episode was excellent. So far season 12 is shaping up to be very satisfying, if not outstanding. One of my favorite things about SP is the realism in the show’s depiction of childhood. For instance, in “Fun With Weapons” the errant boy’s reminded me of myself and my friends as kids, constantly figuring out creative ways to injure each other and set our action figures on fire.
I was very entertained by Cartman’s hand-raising tantrum last Wednesday. He acted as if his arm was going to pop out of its skin. The best part is, everyone either knows THAT kid or knows what it feels like to want to be called on so bad you almost mess your pants. I must confess I was, on occasion, THAT kid. Talking is about the only thing I like more than writing so I can relate to Cartman’s anxiety. However once selected to lead the class, Cartman’s anxiety turns to downright vindictiveness: yelling all the time and smackin’ kids with the pointer.
Cartman’s character arc takes an unexpected, alopecic turn when he is asked to teach troubled keedz in an underachieving high school a la Dangerous Minds and the Substitute and Lean On Me and Sister Act II. Little did I expect that the SP writers would spoof Stand and Deliver, 1988’s original ‘teacher uplifts troubled keedz’ flick. Starring Edward James Olmos as academic maverick Jaime Escalante, Stand and Deliver is about a Bolivian math teacher who manages to turn an east LA school’s decrepit math department into a paragon of Advanced Placement success. Adding another dimension to the spoof was the fact that Escalante was actually accused of cheating-or rather his students’ scores as “suspect.” His students retook the test and verified their original scores.
Cartman’s transformation into Eric Cartmenez was as unforeseen and blatantly racist as it was hilarious. Some may ask: “Since when is racism hilarious?” Racism was probably one of the most ancient and human forms of humor AND bigotry. I personally am not offended by the Jew jokes liberally slathered on by Cartman, so I don’t feel bad laughing when the show makes fun of other races. That being said, I thought Season Ten’s portrayal of Caesar Milan, the Dog Wheesperer, was rivaled in racism and hilarity by Eric Cartmenez’s accent, demeanor, and sense of fashion. “How do I reach these keedz?” Check out the pictures below. The first is a mural of Olmos(left) and the real Jaime Escalante(right), notice how Olmos is wearing the same shirt as Mr. Cartmenez.
Also noteworthy was the reemergence of Mr. Garrison. Not only is South Park on the forefront of social commentary, it is also on the forefront of biotechnology. I dream of a world where one day replacement penises can be grown on the back of a mouse. Incidentally I was in fourth grade when they grew that ear on the back of a mouse. That was over 10 years ago. Very soon we will be able to grow organs on their own. Recently a mouse heart was “printed” using an inkjet-like device that sprayed stem cells instead of ink. Similar to rapid prototyping, this kind of procedure would allow somebody to “print” themselves a living working penis, ear or anything else they could imagine. If this existed, SP could alternate between Mr. and Mrs. Garrison on a weekly basis.


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Posted by schublog
April 9, 2008
Episode 4 of this season resurrected Canada as a recurring character in the show. While I would have thought it was impossible to come up with a new way of lambasting our northern neighbors, last Wednesday I was proven wrong. The episode started out making fun of Canada in the same old fashion as always: calling them “lame” and making fun of their accents. This is too easy yet eternally effective. I got a kick out of the image of Ike standing before the assembled South Park Elementary, proudly announcing his Canadianness to the world. Ike always cracks me up, especially his stone-faced stoicism in response to Cartman’s hateful Canada-bashing. For some reason, with his big head and broken English, Ike always elicits sympathy from me. (I still can’t get over Ike all decked out in a suit and briefcase in the episode when he runs away to avoid getting his weewee snipped.)
Episode 4 was a little light on the hysterics, with relatively few knee-slappers. However what it lacked in slapstick it made up for in substance. Usually I am critical of South Park’s lack of subtlety when it comes to conveying a message. The show has evolved so that pretty much every episode has a moral of some kind; set up with clever metaphors and wonderful double entendre. A lot of thought and creativity goes into establishing the show’s meaning. Unfortunately this subtlety is always destroyed by some last minute, beat-the-audience-over-the-head approach where Kyle or Stan explains the entire meaning of the episode in plain words. I understand this kind of explanation is sometimes necessary, especially given the younger demographic of the shows audience. Take episode 3 of this season. At the very end of the whole cheesing fiasco, Kyle explicitly points out the compassion Cartman showed his kitties, drawing the comparison to the holocaust that was already made very clear.
In “Canada on Strike” the message was so subtle that I have to admit it did not dawn on me until a few days later, when I spoke to my buddy Abie about it (check out his sports blog on my links). While watching I couldn’t figure out why the World Canada Organization kept referring to itself as the WGA. I thought maybe it was something silly about Canada that I wasn’t aware of. Consequentially I failed to see the significance of the demand for more “internet money.” It is now painfully obvious to me that the episode was a comment on the Writers Guild of America (WGA) strike that went on for a number of months, bringing the television industry to a temporary standstill. As television writers themselves, I was proud of the show’s writers who were willing to poke fun of themselves, thereby staying true to the unofficial South Park mission of making fun of EVERYBODY.
Lastly I would like to give a shout-out to Butter’s YouTube hit: “What What in the Butt.” SP did a perfect interpretation of a viral video sensation. I also appreciated the guest appearances of past YouTube micro-celebs such as “Leave Britney Alone” girl and the Dramatic Gopher, whose captivating one-eyed ogle was a perfect, if not expected, conclusion to the YouTube stars’ bloody shootout.
Overall, what this episode lacked in all-out funniness it made up for in deftly crafted subtlety. Good looks to the SP crew for stepping up their story writing. I would love to see more messages conveyed in this way, without belaboring the point to death. Looking forward to tonight’s episode. Happy Wednesday.
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Posted by schublog
March 28, 2008
The third episode of this season was one to remember. It offered another perfect example of the careful balance between tired jokes and new twists; with a healthy portion of social commentary. First I would like to discuss the main theme of the show: cheesing.
South Park has tackled drug issues in many hilarious ways- from Mr. Mackie’s mind-expanding sabbatical to the portrayal of towelie as the quintessential anti-weed poster-boy (or poster-towel). Matt and trey certainly have a lot to say about drugs in America and have continued their criticism by exposing the harmful consequences of cheesing. For those not aware, cheesing is a REAL thing, though it does not involve cats or urine. Cheesing is the term used to refer to a new drug cocktail popular among the post-Pokémon, pre-pubescent crowd. Middle schoolers have been concocting a dangerous combination of cheap heroin and/or other opiods mixed with over-the-counter sleeping pills. The resulting “cheese” is sold in little packets of paper and snorted.
Also, the show mentions the use of strangulation to get high. Not only has this recently claimed the lives of a number of kids, it also REALLY works. When I was a lowly tween at sleepaway camp I participated in a contest to see who could make their face turn redder. This involved holding your breath and rushing blood to your head. After doing this for an extended period of time, I felt lightheaded and eventually blacked out, vivid hallucination ensued. Like the characters in South Park, my hallucination took the form of animated characters, in my experience they were from the film “Mrs. Frisbee and the Rats of Nimh.” (Also one of my favorite books.)
Enough about me, on to the show. Aside from appreciating the social commentary about drugs, the episode provided plenty of classic characterizations, with some new, funny twists. This episode took the whole Cartman/Jewjoke bit to another level while further developing Eric’s character. When Gerald Brovfloski successfully lobbied for the expatriation of all cats in South Park, Cartman shows rarely-revealed compassion in taking in the delinquent kitties. While his efforts to hide the kitties stems from his own selfish desire to save his kitty, eventually he expands his efforts and establishes a kitty shelter, a kitty annex in his attic. Unfortunately, because of the younger members of the South Park audience, the creators drew this holocaust parallel with the subtlety of an oncoming locomotive. However I was pleased with one aspect of subtlety: the quiet, fiddler-on-the-roof-ish music that played whenever Cartman was shown saving kitties. The subtleness was smashed at the end, when Kyle plainly stated what had been carefully building all episode long.
Boobs are another important part of the episode which warrants comment. The South Park creators have teased Kenny’ mammary obsession since season one, when his muffled verse in the show’s theme song could only be understood as something like “I like titties, big big titties.” This idea was further elaborated in the movie, when Kenny enters a heaven full of topless, busty angels. This episode took Kenny’s infatuation to a new level. Not only did the writers equate boobsession to drug addiction, they also thought of about a million new way to draw, show, or say boob. “My daughter’s awesome bewbage.” “Nippleopolis.” And who can forget the tit-jousting on weird ostrich-like birds with racks that would put Lindsay Lohan to shame.
This episode truly had everything: sex, drugs and rock n roll. The allusion to the Heavy Metal film was a bit lost to me since the movie came out before I was born, and since I’m not a D&D-loving freak nerd. The level of the animation was excellent, and accurate; bringing back memories of the critically acclaimed “Fun with Weapons” episode. Also, did you notice the film of the real kitten in the scene when Gerald Brovfloski breaks out his cheesing “kit.” I love it when the show uses live-action (remember wild wacky action bike- the bike that’s hard to ride.) Another hilarious smidge of social comment was the teary confession by Gerald Brovfloski. As he comes clean about his cheesing, his wife at his side conjures up the image of Silda Spitzer stone-faced stoic at her husband’s resignation. The social commentary, character development, and overall funniness made episode 1203 a memorable one. Now you can watch it over and over again at SouthParkStudios.com-DO IT NOW.
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