My namesake. Double barreled. Its was always going to get a click out of me.
Is seventy four years long enough to start making fun of something? Will we one day make a humorous musical about 9/11?
What are they on about I wondered…
I laughed. Then I watched it again. I still laughed. Damn.
How did this get pitched to studio executives I mused?
Then I showed it to my parents, who are both hardcore Germans. My old man especially ticks every one of the stereotype check boxes. They both grew up in the aftermath of that whole human debacle. My mother as a refugee and my dad living out his youth in the firebombed remains of Hamburg and subsisting off baked beans.
They found it less amusing. (to put it mildly)
Turns out Taika Waititi, directed Thor Ragnarok. Which is, and there are about a gazillion to choose from now, my favorite of the MCU movies. I really enjoyed it.
I am not always a fan of dark and irreverent humor though. I was recently excited to watch the Dave Chappelle Sticks and stones Netflix special. It had been so utterly slammed by the mainstream media that I imagined THIS must be right up my alley. After grinding it out for thirty minutes I couldn’t take it anymore, I was soooo bored, with barely an elicited chuckle. Which put me in the awkward position of having to agree with the Woke and progressive left. Albeit it for different reasons. Which begs the question, why am I amused by JoJo Rabbit and not Dave Chappelle?
Maybe I’m just difficult to please. Or flaky. Probably more the latter. I am interested in watching JoJo Rabbit though. Even if that means pushing some of the concerns I have to the back of my mind. Compartmentalization. That’s how I roll.