If I'm the last person to see this, why didn't you tell me about it? A film website I enjoy had a link to this short film, which is, I think, worth your time:
The film has a bit of a "devo" feel to it, if that makes sense, and I like the way it taps into the viscera (if you will) of childhood ... because there is something fundamentally effin' weird about childhood and children. Laugh, but you know what I mean.
Undeveloped point #1: An economist should write a paper about this.
Undeveloped point #2: The idea of tigers running around a tree until they turn into butter has always bothered me.
Anyhow, the filmmaker's website is here.
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I should have stopped at 1:15, but I got to 3:33.
Sorry, but I felt that the viscera was stylized enough to be inoffensive. Okay, maybe not inoffensive exactly ...
Sooooo...death creates jewels? It must be art, because I'm corn-fused.
Regardless, though, it gives a whole new meaning to all those Elmer Fudd "kill-de-wabbit" cartoons. Clearly, he was some kind of psychotic pagan freak.
Ew.
Am I really the only one who sees past the tiny little scenes of stylized butchery to how interesting this is? It's at least as delightful as it is disturbing.
Yes, it's just you.
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