the further a poem strays
from the rigid, mannered conventions of antiquity —
with their obedient end-rhymes & colossal, world-girding installations of
ceremonial metaphorical structure and formal language, the more
p o e m isto
some fucking illiterate idiot/moron’s
f e e eeeeeeeeeeee
Although watching this cretinous dipshit try to mope around while wearing bear legs would in fact be fairly entertaining.
This, Sekaiichi Hatsukoi ("World’s Best First Love"?) ("Gag Me In The Face"?), is the only BL anime this spring. Ew! I guess Nakamura Shungiku actually is the only BL mangaka working in Japan these days. No, really; Suzuki Tsuta lives in a wormhole in Denmark and sends all
ETA: My mom wins all of everything, because when I told her about the incipient Good Omens mini-series (FOUR HOURS LONG!!) she was like, "Oh. Only four?" And I was all, "But that’s at least two more than a movie! How many hours long do you think it should be?" And she said, "However many hours it takes to, um, act out every word in the book." Which is just rational, really.