![]() ![]() ![]() Subplot #1 is about an elephant seal trying to impress his 2 sons– did you get that part about two sons? Perhaps the seal could have had a daughter? Perhaps the seal with the big role could’ve been a mom? Impossible, I know, because in real life, male seals lead the pack. And everyone says girls are the ones who care about relationships. Not only is “Happy Feet 2” a father-son story, which I expected, but there are no less than three subplots and guess what? All three are about male relationships with other males. So with this open frame of mind, I went to see “Happy Feet Two.”Įven I was seriously disappointed with this movie. The commenter wrote that I was wrong to assume the title referred to he, that many penguins in this movie dance, thus they can all be Happy Feet. A commenter responded that Happy Feet is not, in fact, the male character star’s name. Misery and death is the individualist's end.The last time I blogged about “Happy Feet,” in its first incarnation, I wrote about how the movie was yet another about a male and titled for a male. Goes to show, the individual is never above the State. What happens now, you ask? He gets sent to a marine exhibit in God-knows-where, and goes literally Bat Fuck Insane, finally killing himself with an icicle through the chest. Rather than tell the colony, he puts the punishment in his own hands. Mumble then discovers the cause of the famine is the humans, overfishing the lands and polluting the seas. They let him go, and what did he do? Go out looking for answers, without so much as a State-mandated request! When the elders try to explain that the cause of the famine is Mumble, who has angered the gods with his dancing, Mumble tries to insist that they are wrong! The story could have ended right there if the other penguins had decided to destroy Mumble and crucify him over the icy ridge for all to see, but no. Even worse, he comes at a time when a great fish famine grips the land. When Mumble is finally assimilated into their group, the insolent little shit actually decides to go back to the Emperor colony. Rather than redeem himself in the eyes of his brethren and eliminate this inferior race of penguin, Mumble united with them, and showed them his blasphemous way of the dance, no doubt preparing the Adelies for an invasion against the Emperor colony. So it came as no surprise when Mumble was trying to scrub a particularly stubborn fecal stain of one of the glacial walls, that a leopard seal, no doubt trained by the State to find and eliminate troublesome parasites like Mumble, attacked and chased him, all the way to a nearby colony of Adelie penguins. ![]() ![]() In a functioning colony, you do not exist as an individual, you exist as an arm of the government, and if you do not perform, you will be amputated. Always pushing and pushing, trying to "be himself". But even this gracious act of mercy, Mumble could not accept. Nevertheless, his parents found a use for him, scrubbing the excrement off the shelves of ice around the bay. He was a parasite, leeching off the sweet unity of the State like some shit-filled barnacle. He could not sing, he could not keep a beat. His noxious tap "dancing" bore a clear and dangerous message to the nation: "Look at me, I am not a tool of the Machine!" Mumble was born as what we call a "turd-baby", a whiny piece of shit with no usable aptitudes. The fate of anyone who dares cross the State. ![]()
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