Well, now I don't have anything to say. You really nailed it.
The pizzaman crashed and burned in his own fuel.
Well, now I don't have anything to say. You really nailed it.
like a cheerleader on an oil rig
This season's been bloated, bland, incoherent, and (most egregiously) absolutely boring.
While most of this episode (and the rest of this season's arc) has been off-key in the worst way, I want to make a point about the particularly galling introduction to the episode. The aping of Lynch's aesthetic - chiaroscuro supernatural mood singers in a public bar draped in a primary color to add a bit of surreal flair - completely misapprehends why the conceit is so unsettling to begin with. Lynchian horror juxtaposes almost eerie normality with the ghoulishly uncanny, which has never been this show's modus operandi. In fact, Pizzaman's been beating us over the head with how abject misery and untold horrors are suffuse and inescapable in his banal depiction of L.A.
When Lynch in Twin Peaks or Blue Velvet inserts a vignette featuring a quasi noir / vaudevillian musical performance, the uneasy je ne sais quoi that punches the guts of the audience is earned because so much else in the art is quotidian. Twin Peaks is introduced as a town of polite, law-abiding all-Americans who go about their days quietly until occult tragedy strikes and the entire weave starts unraveling. With two episodes of jumbled exposition that's gone out of its way to demonstrate that every corner and crevice and alcove in L.A. is fraught with sleaze, boozing, deviant sex, fraud, and violence, throwing a Lynchian "homage" (if you can even call it that, knowing Pizzaman's well-documented penchant for plagiarism) is so utterly tone deaf that it almost boggles the mind that this man managed to teach poor unsuspecting students literature in a past life, let alone helm a flagship HBO series. He's throwing shit at a wall and hoping it sticks while paying no heed to the narrative or tonal dissonance of his gambits. Elvis doing Bette Middler in a dream sequence to open an episode isn't artistically daring, but rather an inveterate plagiarist's misreading of the actual artistic texts he's copying from!
This season is failed "art", but it's been quite the spectacle to watch unfold when viewed as a self-imposed public humiliation for the bloviating auteur who made it.
Wait, Stan was not the construction guy... but instead some lowlife henchman that was seen in the background in two scenes?
What the fuck was the point of that scene? Were the viewer actually supposed to know him, care for this his death or understand the graveness situation when one of Frank's nameless goons gets picked off?
I'm feeling a little apoplectic myself.
GAF, I need to ask you something, and I want a straight answer.
Is that A FUCKING e-cigarette?
I think you are reading to far into that scene. No other importance other than one of his guys got killed.
They don't care if you care about Stan, they just want you to know that he is dead and Vince Vaughn is angry.
This season's been bloated, bland, incoherent, and (most egregiously) absolutely boring.
While most of this episode (and the rest of this season's arc) has been off-key in the worst way, I want to make a point about the particularly galling introduction to the episode. The aping of Lynch's aesthetic - chiaroscuro supernatural mood singers in a public bar draped in a primary color to add a bit of surreal flair - completely misapprehends why the conceit is so unsettling to begin with. Lynchian horror juxtaposes almost eerie normality with the ghoulishly uncanny, which has never been this show's modus operandi. In fact, Pizzaman's been beating us over the head with how abject misery and untold horrors are suffuse and inescapable in his banal depiction of L.A.
When Lynch in Twin Peaks or Blue Velvet inserts a vignette featuring a quasi noir / vaudevillian musical performance, the uneasy je ne sais quoi that punches the guts of the audience is earned because so much else in the art is quotidian. Twin Peaks is introduced as a town of polite, law-abiding all-Americans who go about their days quietly until occult tragedy strikes and the entire weave starts unraveling. With two episodes of jumbled exposition that's gone out of its way to demonstrate that every corner and crevice and alcove in L.A. is fraught with sleaze, boozing, deviant sex, fraud, and violence, throwing a Lynchian "homage" (if you can even call it that, knowing Pizzaman's well-documented penchant for plagiarism) is so utterly tone deaf that it almost boggles the mind that this man managed to teach poor unsuspecting students literature in a past life, let alone helm a flagship HBO series. He's throwing shit at a wall and hoping it sticks while paying no heed to the narrative or tonal dissonance of his gambits. Elvis doing Bette Middler in a dream sequence to open an episode isn't artistically daring, but rather an inveterate plagiarist's misreading of the actual artistic texts he's copying from!
This season is failed "art", but it's been quite the spectacle to watch unfold when viewed as a self-imposed public humiliation for the bloviating auteur who made it.
I'm feeling a little apoplectic myself.
Now check 'Stridency'
I'm guilty of googling both
This season's been bloated, bland, incoherent, and (most egregiously) absolutely boring.
While most of this episode (and the rest of this season's arc) has been off-key in the worst way, I want to make a point about the particularly galling introduction to the episode. The aping of Lynch's aesthetic - chiaroscuro supernatural mood singers in a public bar draped in a primary color to add a bit of surreal flair - completely misapprehends why the conceit is so unsettling to begin with. Lynchian horror juxtaposes almost eerie normality with the ghoulishly uncanny, which has never been this show's modus operandi. In fact, Pizzaman's been beating us over the head with how abject misery and untold horrors are suffuse and inescapable in his banal depiction of L.A.
When Lynch in Twin Peaks or Blue Velvet inserts a vignette featuring a quasi noir / vaudevillian musical performance, the uneasy je ne sais quoi that punches the guts of the audience is earned because so much else in the art is quotidian. Twin Peaks is introduced as a town of polite, law-abiding all-Americans who go about their days quietly until occult tragedy strikes and the entire weave starts unraveling. With two episodes of jumbled exposition that's gone out of its way to demonstrate that every corner and crevice and alcove in L.A. is fraught with sleaze, boozing, deviant sex, fraud, and violence, throwing a Lynchian "homage" (if you can even call it that, knowing Pizzaman's well-documented penchant for plagiarism) is so utterly tone deaf that it almost boggles the mind that this man managed to teach poor unsuspecting students literature in a past life, let alone helm a flagship HBO series. He's throwing shit at a wall and hoping it sticks while paying no heed to the narrative or tonal dissonance of his gambits. Elvis doing Bette Middler in a dream sequence to open an episode isn't artistically daring, but rather an inveterate plagiarist's misreading of the actual artistic texts he's copying from!
This season is failed "art", but it's been quite the spectacle to watch unfold when viewed as a self-imposed public humiliation for the bloviating auteur who made it.
And this is the point where the hate ball starts rolling for this thread to hate the show. Everyone needs to chill out, theres five episodes to go
I was cracking up when the dude said "he looks half snake, half shark" or something along those lines. I was wishing afterwards he said "half snake, half shark, half pig", so it would have been intentionally funny. Whoever wrote the script needs to be fired asap.
And this is the point where the hate ball starts rolling for this thread to hate the show. Everyone needs to chill out, theres five episodes to go
Yeah no, there's no need to police people's thoughts about the goofiness of the writing or the weak characterization.
It's bad & people are calling it out as bad.
What if - and I know this sounds crazy, but hear me out - the season has actually been really bad so far?
I was cracking up when the dude said "he looks half snake, half shark" or something along those lines. I was wishing afterwards he said "half snake, half shark, half pig", so it would have been intentionally funny. Whoever wrote the script needs to be fired asap.
Ray's dad looks like David Lynch.
I said the same thing myself.
Ray's dad looks like David Lynch.
Is that a fucking e-cigarette?
Basically...Don't be, Pizza -ála-Latte-man thought he was doing clever dialog here when using them big words for simple concepts he got from thesaurus.
lol, that line.Is that a fucking e-cigarette?
I can't agree with that post because the dream sequence was one of the best things this series has done.
Ray's dad looks like David Lynch.
I said the same thing myself.
Actually found it distracting.
Shit, a lot of hate in this thread. I'm enjoying the it, sure Vaughn and Kitsch are kinda weak but the story intrigues and I wanna know whodunnit.