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MariusLecter posted:The gag being that even that isn't a valid reason for black face. sorry you had to hear it this way. Thanks for the clarification. Your post was kind of vague. Would've been nice to have an explanation without the snarky insinuation that I love blackface though. Gotta get your moral superiority jollies of the day somehow, I guess.
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PizzaProwler posted:Thanks for the clarification. Your post was kind of vague. Would've been nice to have an explanation without the snarky insinuation that I love blackface though. I mean that was the implication of the original post so assuming you had no problem with it is the logical conclusion
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CharlestheHammer posted:I mean that was the implication of the original post so assuming you had no problem with it is the logical conclusion Original post meaning the tweet being referenced? I couldn't see that tweet for myself since it wasn't linked, just being mentioned.
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PizzaProwler posted:Original post meaning the tweet being referenced? I couldn't see that tweet for myself since it wasn't linked, just being mentioned. Yeah next time might want to not be vague. As it cuts both ways
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Here's the actual tweet, by the way. I remembered it off by heart, because it's great. https://twitter.com/CBThorburn/status/1377696492295761923
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People argue about the Tropic Thunder blackface every few months but I was watching Ben Stiller’s other beloved directorial effort, Zoolander, and that has another “what if we took blackface to its most logical extreme?” gag. Derek disguises himself with makeup to the point that he is suddenly played by Godfrey (good bit) but in the next scene he’s removed the makeup from his face but still has black ears, neck, arms, etc.
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"Babe, tell me I'm good" is the best part of that. Detective No. 27 posted:I'm pretty sure Simpsons has younger writers these days. Every once in a while I'll see a Twitter post of someone saying they finally got to achieve their lifelong dream of writing for The Simpsons. It seems that the show is more resume padding than anything now. And yeah it's sort-of just "known" that after the initial wave of Harvard dudes moved on, the people who came in were outside that once-in-a-generation bubble and more traditional entertainment industry types who were looking for the prestige/paycheck of a juggernaut franchise. I actually met a relative of Ian Maxtone-Graham (aka "One of the worst ones of all time" or WOAT) and they said "Oh yeah he's one of those guys who always dresses in three piece suits regardless of the occasion." If you know the types of schlubby/dorky-rear end Ivy League boys that made up the Golden Years, then even though there's no real proof there should be a kind-of "click" as to why the show suddenly became a weird diluted version of itself and by now the show likely is just a sort-of minor ring you can collect if you're good enough to work your way through Hollywood.
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Scrubs didn’t just have that one scene, it was in three different episodes.
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RC and Moon Pie posted:Murphy Brown had an episode based on her accidentally kidnapping Socks the cat. The closest Gomer ever got to even acknowledging current events was the episode where he's out on maneuvers and is given the task of camouflaging a radio truck. He meets some hippies (one of whom is a young Rob Reiner, pre-All in the Family), sings Blowin' in the Wind with them, and the hippies think he's all right. So they "help" him by painting flowers and paisley all over the truck. Sgt. Carter freaks out, but the LTC thinks it was creative disguising it as a "peace van".
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Cleretic posted:Here's the actual tweet, by the way. I remembered it off by heart, because it's great. I definitely had this happen to me the other day. I was bored and digging for background noise while I worked, so I threw on Austin Powers. It.... yeah. I'm pretty sure it's been mentioned in this thread.
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Neito posted:I definitely had this happen to me the other day. I was bored and digging for background noise while I worked, so I threw on Austin Powers. Doesn’t Austin Powers specifically NOT sleep with a drunk girl because it wouldn’t be right?
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CharlestheHammer posted:Yeah next time might want to not be vague. As it cuts both ways Gotta get that sick own in there, Chuck.
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christmas boots posted:Gotta get that sick own in there, Chuck. Eh it’s not really an own that’s what it looked like with how he posted. It’s the danger of flippant remarks
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rodbeard posted:There's an episode of the Wire that features John Munch, based off of Jay Landsman, the character Jay Landsman, and the actual Jay Landsman playing a different cop. The fictional Landsman being a fat guy is funny because the Homicide: A Year on the Killing Streets book specifically mentions that Landsman is the fittest cop in the department.
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Also the book mentions Detective Harry Edgerton that all the other cops hate because he's a well educated son of a jazz pianist and married to the daughter of a Greek wine merchant that became a cop for shits and giggles so he's really hoity-toity and fancy and does weirdo stuff like play video games and actually try to solve throwaway street murders. Also because he's black
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AceOfFlames posted:Seinfeld!Steinbrenner is such a surreal caricature that he just naturally blends in with the rest of the bizarre boss characters like J. Peterman and Mr Kruger. As a filthy European I remembered being shocked when I learned he was real. I did almost the exact opposite with Wilford Brimley's Postmaster General when I watched the show as a kid. I had never seen Brimley in anything else and something about his performance just seemed like a regular dude taking the piss out of himself by playing an over the top caricature of themselves. So I just thought that was the actual Postmaster General. I didn't and don't even know if Postmaster General is an actual thing, idk, I'm not American.
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Nottherealaborn posted:Doesn’t Austin Powers specifically NOT sleep with a drunk girl because it wouldn’t be right? Yeah, in the first movie. He's very clear that consent is mandatory for him to actually do anything, despite being...well, him.
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Nottherealaborn posted:Doesn’t Austin Powers specifically NOT sleep with a drunk girl because it wouldn’t be right? In conclusion, Austin Powers is a land of contrasts.
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Spek posted:I did almost the exact opposite with Wilford Brimley's Postmaster General when I watched the show as a kid. I had never seen Brimley in anything else and something about his performance just seemed like a regular dude taking the piss out of himself by playing an over the top caricature of themselves. So I just thought that was the actual Postmaster General. I didn't and don't even know if Postmaster General is an actual thing, idk, I'm not American. It is. It is one of the original four Cabinet positions.
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the_steve posted:Yeah, in the first movie. He's very clear that consent is mandatory for him to actually do anything, despite being...well, him. Haven't seen the original since it was new, but I remember Austin Powers being less rapey than James Bond.
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rodbeard posted:Haven't seen the original since it was new, but I remember Austin Powers being less rapey than James Bond. Considering James Bond actually, literally rapes a woman on screen on Goldfinger I'd definitely say so. EDIT: The books are even worse. Don't read the Bond books. They're not good and Ian Fleming was a COLOSSAL piece of poo poo.
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yea Bond is literally a rapist. Not in the 'wow it's a little weird for the hero to gently caress the very vulnerable woman he just saved from near death, maybe give her some time to chill before trying to dick down' way but in the literal 'he forces multiple women to have sex with him, not even for some insane 'I HAVE to rape, for ENGLAND' kind of situation but just literally seeing a woman he thinks is hot and being all 'yea I'm gonna rape her while doing my spy work'' way. That's why Austin Powers has the joke at all, because it's explicitly a rib on 'hey you know that OTHER British spy? Unlike him I DON'T rape ladies'.
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Captain Fargle posted:Considering James Bond actually, literally rapes a woman on screen on Goldfinger I'd definitely say so. He pulls that poo poo in one of the Craig flicks too, although the Craig flicks at least glanced at the idea that Bond is a miserable piece of human refuse and acknowledged his colossal arrogance in Skyfall. Alan Moore deserves a lot of poo poo for some of his own media aging-- Nukeface in Swamp Thing reads as "not the demon to fight right now dude" with hindsight, he used sexual assault as a plot device his work to the point where it became a trope many worse writers thought was a normal thing to do to add "adult" bonafides to their garbage and he was using it well into the 2010s, his "dirty old man with attractive young twenty-something" fetish shows up in multiple works, and he's always had a general inability to write non-white characters without resorting to stereotype-- but one thing that has aged beautifully was his depiction of James Bond in League of Extraordinary Gentlemen. Spoilers follow for a 3 year-old comic none of you read. Moore's Bond is an irredeemable piece of amateur dogshit whose only real assets are being pretty and born with a silver spoon in his mouth. In the final volume released in 2018 he's a main antagonist, having been given control of MI5 after Emma Peel hosed off with the main characters to become immortal from a magic pool in Africa that's a reference to some British fiction I've never heard of. Everything in LOEG is rooted in British pop ephemera you've never heard of. It's like a Boomer Weetabix version of Ready Player One. Anyway in-between a whole host of other nonsensical bullshit involving British superheroes you've never heard of, we're given black and white interstitial comics showing Bond and his team of J1-6 + Reserves (e.g: all the adaptation versions of Bond) going to the Immortality cave, using it, and nuking it because Bond is a classic British imperialist who sees everything in existence as his toybox that no one else can have:       This culminates with Bond finding and nuking "The Blazing World"  But the beautiful part is that while Bond excels in his very narrow lane of self-indulgence, for all of his build-up once he actually crosses paths with the main characters it's exactly like every other depiction of him in the field-- outclassed and chumped instantly by someone who sees right through every bit of his bullshit:   Petty? Yes. But still satisfying.
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Neito posted:I definitely had this happen to me the other day. I was bored and digging for background noise while I worked, so I threw on Austin Powers. I had that same thing with The Monster Squad. I had to turn it off after 5 minutes because people had been called fags or homos multiple times.
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Captain Fargle posted:EDIT: The books are even worse. Don't read the Bond books. They're not good and Ian Fleming was a COLOSSAL piece of poo poo. Also, some of the most racist poo poo I've ever read, seconded possibly only by Tarzan, Gone with the Wind, Mein Kampf and the Fu Manchu stories (which are SO racist, they read every so often as an actual parody).
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Samovar posted:Also, some of the most racist poo poo I've ever read, seconded possibly only by Tarzan, Gone with the Wind, Mein Kampf and the Fu Manchu stories (which are SO racist, they read every so often as an actual parody). Are there not in the Tarzan stories at least some black African characters who are depicted as good guys? Also, did not Burroughs write a little poem called "The Black Man's Burden" which rather shat all over Kipling? (Yes, he did. As did several other people independently of each other.) Groke has a new favorite as of 07:07 on Jun 27, 2021 |
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A bit of a struggle point with Fleming's Bond books from what I know is that the 'suave admirable ladies' man' Bond was actually a creation of the movies more than the books; Fleming knew that Bond was supposed to be a terrible person, just in a 'hero the world needs'/'but isn't he still kinda cool and admirable' way. Of course, with that sort of thing you run into the classic problem where it can be hard to tell the difference between 'the author knows this is a bad thing you shouldn't admire', 'the author knows this is a bad thing but adds to a bad-boy image', and 'the author thinks this is just fine'.
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I haven't read the Bond books myself, but a podcast I listened to described it as vacation porn for a country that was struggling with rationing.
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"Bond stood stark naked in the middle of the room, bruises showing livid on his white body, his face a grey mask of exhaustion and knowledge of what was to come. Sit down there. Le Chiffre nodded at the chair in front of him. Bond walked over and sat down. The thin man produced some flex. With this he bound Bonds wrists to the arms of the chair and his ankles to the front legs. He passed a double strand across his chest, under the arm-pits and through the chair-back. He made no mistakes with the knots and left no play in any of the bindings. All of them bit sharply into Bonds flesh. The legs of the chair were broadly spaced and Bond could not even rock it. He was utterly a prisoner, naked and defenceless. His buttocks and the underpart of his body protruded through the seat of the chair towards the floor. Le Chiffre nodded to the thin man who quietly left the room and closed the door. There was a packet of Gauloises on the table and a lighter. Le Chiffre lit a cigarette and swallowed a mouthful of coffee from the glass. Then he picked up the cane carpet-beater and, resting the handle comfortably on his knee, allowed the flat trefoil base to lie on the floor directly under Bonds chair. He looked Bond carefully, almost caressingly, in the eyes. Then his wrists sprang suddenly upwards on his knee. The result was startling. Bonds whole body arched in an involuntary spasm. His face contracted in a soundless scream and his lips drew right away from his teeth. At the same time his head flew back with a jerk showing the taut sinews of his neck. For an instant, muscles stood out in knots all over his body and his toes and fingers clenched until they were quite white. Then his body sagged and perspiration started to bead all over his body. He uttered a deep groan. Le Chiffre waited for his eyes to open. You see, dear boy? He smiled a soft, fat smile. Is the position quite clear now? A drop of sweat fell off Bonds chin on to his naked chest. Now let us get down to business and see how soon we can be finished with this unfortunate mess you have got yourself into. He puffed cheerfully at his cigarette and gave an admonitory tap on the floor beneath Bonds chair with his horrible and incongruous instrument. My dear boy, Le Chiffre spoke like a father, the game of Red Indians is over, quite over. You have stumbled by mischance into a game for grown-ups and you have already found it a painful experience. You are not equipped, my dear boy, to play games with adults and it was very foolish of your nanny in London to have sent you out here with your spade and bucket. Very foolish indeed and most unfortunate for you. But we must stop joking, my dear fellow, although I am sure you would like to follow me in developing this amusing little cautionary tale. He suddenly dropped his bantering tone and looked at Bond sharply and venomously. Where is the money? Bonds bloodshot eyes looked emptily back at him. Again the upward jerk of the wrist and again Bonds whole body writhed and contorted. Le Chiffre waited until the tortured heart eased down its laboured pumping and until Bonds eyes dully opened again. Perhaps I should explain, said Le Chiffre. I intend to continue attacking the sensitive parts of your body until you answer my question. I am without mercy and there will be no relenting. There is no one to stage a last-minute rescue and there is no possibility of escape for you. This is not a romantic adventure story in which the villain is finally routed and the hero is given a medal and marries the girl. Unfortunately these things dont happen in real life. If you continue to be obstinate, you will be tortured to the edge of madness and then the girl will be brought in and we will set about her in front of you. If that is still not enough, you will both be painfully killed and I shall reluctantly leave your bodies and make my way abroad to a comfortable house which is waiting for me. There I shall take up a useful and profitable career and live to a ripe and peaceful old age in the bosom of the family I shall doubtless create. So you see, my dear boy, that I stand to lose nothing. If you hand the money over, so much the better. If not, I shall shrug my shoulders and be on my way. He paused, and his wrist lifted slightly on his knee. Bonds flesh cringed as the cane surface just touched him. But you, my dear fellow, can only hope that I shall spare you further pain and spare your life. There is no other hope for you but that. Absolutely none. Well? Bond closed his eyes and waited for the pain. He knew that the beginning of torture is the worst. There is a parabola of agony. A crescendo leading up to a peak and then the nerves are blunted and react progressively less until unconsciousness and death. All he could do was to pray for the peak, pray that his spirit would hold out so long and then accept the long free-wheel down to the final black-out. He had been told by colleagues who had survived torture by the Germans and the Japanese that towards the end there came a wonderful period of warmth and languor leading into a sort of sexual twilight where pain turned to pleasure and where hatred and fear of the torturers turned to a masochistic infatuation. It was the supreme test of will, he had learnt, to avoid showing this form of punch-drunkenness. Directly it was suspected they would either kill you at once and save themselves further useless effort, or let you recover sufficiently your nerves had crept back to the other side of the parabola. Then they would start again. He opened his eyes a fraction. Le Chiffre had been waiting for this and like a rattlesnake the cane instrument leapt from the floor. It struck again and again so that Bond screamed and his body jangled in the chair like a marionette. Le Chiffre desisted only when Bonds tortured spasms showed a trace of sluggishness. He sat for a while sipping his coffee and frowning slightly like a surgeon watching a cardiograph during a difficult operation. When Bonds eyes flickered and opened he addressed him again, but now with a trace of impatience. We know that the money is somewhere in your room, he said. You drew a cheque to cash for forty million francs and I know that you went back to the hotel to hide it. For a moment Bond wondered how he had been so certain. Directly you left for the night club, continued Le Chiffre, your room was searched by four of my people. The Muntzes must have helped, reflected Bond. We found a good deal in childish hiding-places. The ball-cock in the lavatory yielded an interesting little code-book and we found some more of your papers taped to the back of a drawer. All the furniture has been taken to pieces and your clothes and the curtains and bedclothes have been cut up. Every inch of the room has been searched and all the fittings removed. It is most unfortunate for you that we didnt find the cheque. If we had, you would now be comfortably in bed, perhaps with the beautiful Miss Lynd, instead of this. He lashed upwards. Through the red mist of pain, Bond thought of Vesper. He could imagine how she was being used by the two gunmen. They would be making the most of her before she was sent for by Le Chiffre. He thought of the fat wet lips of the Corsican and the slow cruelty of the thin man. Poor wretch to have been dragged into this. Poor little beast. Le Chiffre was talking again. Torture is a terrible thing, he was saying as he puffed at a fresh cigarette, but it is a simple matter for the torturer, particularly when the patient, he smiled at the word, is a man. You see, my dear Bond, with a man it is quite unnecessary to indulge in refinements. With this simple instrument, or with almost any other object, one can cause a man as much pain as is possible or necessary. Do not believe what you read in novels or books about the war. There is nothing worse. It is not only the immediate agony, but also the thought that your manhood is being gradually destroyed and that at the end, if you will not yield, you will no longer be a man. That, my dear Bond, is a sad and terrible thought - a long chain of agony for the body and also for the mind, and then the final screaming moment when you will beg me to kill you. All that is inevitable unless you tell me where you hid the money." -Ian Fleming, Casino Royale Assepoester has a new favorite as of 10:19 on Jun 27, 2021 |
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the should have called it james bond and the curious case of the codebook in the ball cock
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Pretty sure that logo shows that at that point, Jimmy is working for Big Brother's government.
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mind the walrus posted:Everything in LOEG is rooted in British pop ephemera you've never heard of. League of Extraordinary Gentlemen 2 had Rupert Bear in it. (One of the mutant thingos on Dr. Moreau's Island). My Granny had a bunch of the Rupert books, so I thought that was pretty cool.
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The "Blazing World" Bond nukes and is a significant plot point in the series is a reference to a 1666 utopian novel which also happens to be not only one of if not the first sci-fi novel written by a woman but possibly one of the first works of sci-fi period: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Blazing_World Edit: one thing that hasn’t aged well in that sequence however is the most sympathetic J series being Dr. Noah / Jimmy Bond from the 1967 Casino Royale, played by… Woody Allen. Even though in that film he turned out to be the villain. AceOfFlames has a new favorite as of 11:22 on Jun 27, 2021 |
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Ghost Leviathan posted:Pretty sure that logo shows that at that point, Jimmy is working for Big Brother's government. Yeah, in LOEG, EVERYTHING happens. Which means that during the 80s (at least), Big Brother was a thing in the comics.
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I read Casino Royale and Bond is an alcoholic sociopath, like even in story. There was a let's read or somesuch of the other books going on somewhere around here and it swerves hard to ludicrously racist right after.
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packetmantis posted:That comic is really disturbing! AceOfFlames posted:Edit: one thing that hasn’t aged well in that sequence however is the most sympathetic J series being Dr. Noah / Jimmy Bond from the 1967 Casino Royale, played by… Woody Allen. Even though in that film he turned out to be the villain. Also it was written in 2018, so Moore should definitely have been aware of what a monster Woody Allen is. the_steve posted:Yeah, in LOEG, EVERYTHING happens. Which means that during the 80s (at least), Big Brother was a thing in the comics. And in the books Big Brother did happen but in the 1940s, pretty sure as an opportunistic party that took control immediately after WWII (which was started by Charlie Chaplin's Hinkel from the Great Dictator; seriously). The characters in the 50s basically refer to it as a brief period of national madness that they'd all rather pretend they hadn't gone along with to one degree or another. Moore also writes a small comic strip aside featuring a Tijuana Bible starring proles loving on the assembly line speaking only in Newspeak, because of course he does.
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Okay, you've convinced me, is there a way to read all of the League of Extraordinary Gentlemen (or at least, as much of it as feasible)?
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Legally? The Trade Paperbacks are still in print and available through normal online shops like Amazon, running an average of around $15 a piece if you're in the US. Just uh, I'm not kidding about disturbing content. When the book goes hard it goes really hard.
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