If you're hanging around here, you have some time on your hands. You could do much worse than checking out Oedipus the Movie. In this version, his tale of woe is brought to heartbreaking life by a cast of fresh vegetables. It's eight minutes you won't regret. And lemme tell ya, his mother? One hot tomato.link via Faustus, M.D., aerobics instructor, go-go boy, and author of Gay Haiku.
5 comments:
cool stuff! the myth of Oedipus really starts with the following; his parents are so horrified at the 'monster' they have they maim him and abandon him to die. So he never got 'attached' to his parents. This is far more primal than the later part of the myth.
There you have it, folks- the root of the myth and the myth portrayed by a root vegetable.
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Root vegetable! I am not even going to tell you what I thought it was.
(A penis dressed like Luke Skywalker on Tatooine.)
I have no words to describe the galactic brilliantness of this film.
Jen was going with a "Use the fore(skin) Luke" kind of stizz.
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