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South Park: A Cultural Catharsis
Mar. 23rd, 2006 | 11:24 am
This is a performance piece I've been working on for a while now. I'm using it as part of my collage for my performance class.
I love South Park.
I love how it's subtle and yet obvious all at the same time.
I love how no one involved with the show is safe. Regardless of past loyalties, you're still fair game. Sound familar? Like what they did to Isaac Hayes is like shooting your best friend and having THEM apologize to you on national television.
It's all about questioning reality. Trey Parker and Matt Stone are using a much deeper embodiment of theory than perhaps they even know.
It's beauty is its guise of simplicity. It's intelligence is in it's digging--boundryless maze of what if's and why not's?
It's the true interupption of our regularly scheduled programming, in every sense of the word.
It says that our good conscious is a piece of poop that rises from the sewer ONLY on Christmas--it says there really isn't anything wrong with that---as long as you take that rare opportunity to use it.
It's the repition of narratives that continue, regardless of interupption (which is the reality of questioning).
It's a big "fuck you" to anyone who switches sides, or takes them for that matter.
It's about contrasting reality with fiction. A dead whale on the moon during the credits is horrible and wrong and sick and funny, yet so is George Bush Jr. running the United States of America.
It's about the setup---the boys had a logical course to get that whale to the moon, and our country set ourselves up for GWB.
The exploration of childhood. How we all come from stories, interactions, and activities, and how those affect both how we see the world and how we fit into the world.
It's about hating our mothers and escaping our fathers---from being the town jizzjar to beating up Little League dads.
It's about saying what I wish I could say.
It's about closets: closets for Tom Cruise, for them for us for me. It's about avoiding reality by turning it into satire, pearls of laughter than fall on the floor and run under the door to the outside room.
It's about those who pick up those pearls and wear them as tshirts and keychains---instead of admiring them for the long-steeping bodily creations that they were.
It's how we all come across as this pulsing being with abilities to go beyond ourselves, but at the end of the 30 minutes, someone still gets killed, Ms. Garrison is a tranny, and they boys still are children. Never expanding beyond the scope of an episode. A perfect mirror of reality.
It's about shattering that mirror.
I love South Park.
I love how it's subtle and yet obvious all at the same time.
I love how no one involved with the show is safe. Regardless of past loyalties, you're still fair game. Sound familar? Like what they did to Isaac Hayes is like shooting your best friend and having THEM apologize to you on national television.
It's all about questioning reality. Trey Parker and Matt Stone are using a much deeper embodiment of theory than perhaps they even know.
It's beauty is its guise of simplicity. It's intelligence is in it's digging--boundryless maze of what if's and why not's?
It's the true interupption of our regularly scheduled programming, in every sense of the word.
It says that our good conscious is a piece of poop that rises from the sewer ONLY on Christmas--it says there really isn't anything wrong with that---as long as you take that rare opportunity to use it.
It's the repition of narratives that continue, regardless of interupption (which is the reality of questioning).
It's a big "fuck you" to anyone who switches sides, or takes them for that matter.
It's about contrasting reality with fiction. A dead whale on the moon during the credits is horrible and wrong and sick and funny, yet so is George Bush Jr. running the United States of America.
It's about the setup---the boys had a logical course to get that whale to the moon, and our country set ourselves up for GWB.
The exploration of childhood. How we all come from stories, interactions, and activities, and how those affect both how we see the world and how we fit into the world.
It's about hating our mothers and escaping our fathers---from being the town jizzjar to beating up Little League dads.
It's about saying what I wish I could say.
It's about closets: closets for Tom Cruise, for them for us for me. It's about avoiding reality by turning it into satire, pearls of laughter than fall on the floor and run under the door to the outside room.
It's about those who pick up those pearls and wear them as tshirts and keychains---instead of admiring them for the long-steeping bodily creations that they were.
It's how we all come across as this pulsing being with abilities to go beyond ourselves, but at the end of the 30 minutes, someone still gets killed, Ms. Garrison is a tranny, and they boys still are children. Never expanding beyond the scope of an episode. A perfect mirror of reality.
It's about shattering that mirror.