If only he could be dressed up in leather and spanked - I'm sure it
would thrill him to no end. But such is the nature of impossible fantasies:
for now he must remain in the drawer next to the jesus puppet.
john
He knows that isn't about to happen. I think he more likely just likes being
a nuisance on a forum he has displayed no interest in beyond self-promotion
and contrarianism. His one "virtue" is persistence plus a certain degree of
callousness toward his own irrelevance to any subject of importance to
surrealism. He has in fact painted himself (much more effectively than any
portrait he's botched) as a sort of "spanner in the works." That this role
seems to be a sufficient one for a person who is supposedly an adult is
perhaps sad, but one hopes he isn't waiting for others to submit to him,
because (except for the usual drifting crowd of sycophants and fellow
unimaginatives) he hasn't got the stuff to inspire much beyond pity or
disgust.
dmh
cythera wrote:
> It seems Nik is unable or unwilling to just come out with it and say
> what he wants from Dale: that Dale be submissive to him. (?)
I laughed out loud when I read this. Dale is the one strutting around,
insisting everyone in this newsgroup is unimaginative and silly,
insisting that he has the perfect definition of surrealism in his head,
who rarely produces any creative work in this forum -- and I'm the one
who wants Dale to submit?
Girlfriend, you got yo head on backwards.
Ah! The sweet culling call of Domestica! All those portraits (so strangely
reminiscent of Red Skelton's clown paintings, albeit lacking the sweeping
variety), and the myriad of sausage casings lying abandoned upon the factory
floor (so strangely reminiscent of Nik's sloughed foreskins, as that
erstwhile member struggles to grow up into a mouth organ, never achieving -
alas! - any station higher than a plastic kazoo). It could be a sit-com
starring (as me) a reconstituted Joan Crawford, and (as Nik) Charles Bronson
after a few passes through a microwave, and (as baby Nikkie) a pile of
"sausage casings." Is Grant Tinker still available for production?
dmh
That seems to be the gist of it, color it as he may.
j
I'm nothing if not grateful. I'm nothing.
>
> > and the myriad of sausage casings lying abandoned upon the factory
> > floor (so strangely reminiscent of Nik's sloughed foreskins, as that
> > erstwhile member struggles to grow up into a mouth organ, never
> > achieving - alas! - any station higher than a plastic kazoo).
>
> which you have to spend most of each evening having to flatter, or dust.
Mostly endlessly inflating.
>
> > It could be a sit-com starring (as me) a reconstituted Joan Crawford,
>
> She had so many different looks, I'm struggling to imagine quite how
> you would appear.
Cracked and often manly.
>
> > and (as Nik) Charles Bronson after a few passes through a microwave,
>
> > and (as baby Nikkie) a pile of "sausage casings."
>
> who, in true sitcom style, would be very precocious, and have a pet dog
Named Morphie. The dog would have the disconcerting habit of screwing
cockroaches he found in L'il Nikkie's poop collection box.
>
> > Is Grant Tinker still available for production?
>
> I don't know, but I see Grant _Show_ as the lovably irrascible pool boy/
> janitor.
> >
How about (for once) unlovably irascible? A menial with the temperament of a
CEO.
"Welcome To The Sausage Factory."
"The (Very) Odd Couple, Plus One Dull Child And A Sexually Confused Pet"
"At Home With The Maackers"
"The Maack Shack Comes Alive"
"Cloaca Sweet Cloaca"
"Pere Ubu And The Honeymooners"
"What's That Damn Dog Doing Now?"
"Eeeeewwwww"
"Wait Until Daddy Finishes Painting, Then You'll Be Sorry"
"Portrait Of A Debased Doodler"
dmh
I see a spinoff here (along the lines of the inimitable "Joanie Loves
Chachi") in which a rabid pooch tries desperately to make a cockroach love
him just for his innate "canineness." It is very similar to "Archie and
Mehitabel" and I am certain several very stupid executives will attempt to
get Don Marquis to be an adviser, so as to cover their asses legally, only
giving up when the Pope informs them that Don is dead. They will still worry
that it might have been their fault, and one of them will OD on their wife's
supply of Zanax. The other exec then will float another series idea based on
that.
>
> > > > Is Grant Tinker still available for production?
> > >
> > > I don't know, but I see Grant _Show_ as the lovably irrascible pool
boy/
> > > janitor.
> > > >
> > How about (for once) unlovably irascible? A menial with the temperament
of a
> > CEO.
>
> I saw Nik in that role!
Maybe he could play two parts? Two parts vinegar and one part embalming
fluid. They can do anything with computers these days (except make those
awful portraits look good).
>
> > "Welcome To The Sausage Factory."
> > "The (Very) Odd Couple, Plus One Dull Child And A Sexually Confused Pet"
> > "At Home With The Maackers"
> > "The Maack Shack Comes Alive"
> > "Cloaca Sweet Cloaca"
> > "Pere Ubu And The Honeymooners"
> > "What's That Damn Dog Doing Now?"
> > "Eeeeewwwww"
> > "Wait Until Daddy Finishes Painting, Then You'll Be Sorry"
> > "Portrait Of A Debased Doodler"
>
> In episode 5 I make a guest appearance (will be played by Shannen
Doherty.)
>
Just no drinking while you smoke. I hear that I (besides playing the
long-suffering wife of a Canadian asshole) will also be written into episode
8 ("The Assuaged Sausage") as a Negro elevator boy from the 40s, trapped for
over 60 years in a collapsed skyscraper, emerging to find a new world.
Stunned by the changes (mostly superficial) I will eventually wander into
the Hudson River and be eaten by an irascible but lovable mutated catfish
named Parsifal. Lots of opportunity there for some very heavy-handed
enviro-agitprop interspersed with social commentary on the plight of the
black man in a world without elevator boy positions. Later Parsifal will
puke me up in several hundred separate piles of Hitler-shaped fish hurl,
which - when finally reunited - will take over the world using just his
overpowering odor and the services of an irascible but lovable Howdy Doody
robot built by Chinese slave labor. All to the background singing of Celine
Dion's plumber, Eduardo Capone.
dmh
which smell remarkably like Vanessa Redgrave eating gorgonzola cheese in the
cesspit of an abbatoir. The audience sits mostly rapt, save for one in back
>> > > Is Grant Tinker still available for production?
>> >
>> > I don't know, but I see Grant _Show_ as the lovably irrascible pool boy/
>> > janitor.
>> > >
>> How about (for once) unlovably irascible? A menial with the temperament of a
>> CEO.
>
>I saw Nik in that role!
I disagree, in that the CEO-ness wouldn't show through; you need someone with
more pomposity to go with it.
>> "Welcome To The Sausage Factory."
>> "The (Very) Odd Couple, Plus One Dull Child And A Sexually Confused Pet"
>> "At Home With The Maackers"
>> "The Maack Shack Comes Alive"
>> "Cloaca Sweet Cloaca"
>> "Pere Ubu And The Honeymooners"
>> "What's That Damn Dog Doing Now?"
>> "Eeeeewwwww"
>> "Wait Until Daddy Finishes Painting, Then You'll Be Sorry"
>> "Portrait Of A Debased Doodler"
>
>In episode 5 I make a guest appearance (will be played by Shannen Doherty.)
Actually, if you could make a guest appearance, played by Shannen Doherty
sewn to Brigitte Lin's back, as an homage to "Bride with White Hair," the
part could be made suitably menacing, but with the romantic poignancy of an
artiste who loves her power, despite the deep and tragic cost.
I, of course, would play the role of Mr. Bumpkin, a manic depressive hobo
with a talent for amnesia, a taste for cheese danish, and legs like a Texas
tornado. Fortunately, I get killed early on by a freight train loaded down
with paraplegic leopards with nipple piercings, each named Steven. When the
police write up the report, it gets eaten by a passing turd.
--J
Jacques Treatment, a.k.a. Michael Marcus
CodeMeister, Technoronin, Games Designer
Visit me at http://www.treatmentlabs.com
You are far too close to the said CEO to notice his pomposity, especially as
you seem to be a beneficiary of his wan largesse. Anyone who doodles endless
repeats of the same basic "portrait" and then has the cajones to offer them
for sale on a regular basis as "art" is about as near to pomposity as is
necessary for the role.
>
dmh
which is actually a front for the Stentorian Liberation Army, not
to be confused with a dish of smoking creosote left on the counter
too long
> [snip]
>> >In episode 5 I make a guest appearance (will be played by Shannen
>> > Doherty.)
>>
>> Actually, if you could make a guest appearance, played by Shannen
>> Doherty sewn to Brigitte Lin's back, as an homage to "Bride with White
>> Hair," the part could be made suitably menacing, but with the romantic
>> poignancy of an artiste who loves her power, despite the deep and tragic
>> cost.
>
>I seem to be behind the times and don't know most of your references, and
>am getting an image of a pistol with white hair...
Movie well worth watching here--I won't even attempt to explain "Bride with
White Hair" except to say that it's a gorgeous Chinese movie directed by
Tsui Hark, and Brigitte Lin is the tragic heroine of it.