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Holy crap, Lord of the Rings is so damn depressing.
This is why people should not aim for "epic". I would take obscure, inconclusive Cormac McCarthy endings over all that grandiose let's-watch-everybody-die-so-people-know-not-to-expect-sequels crap. I won't ask you for a sequel, ok? I won't ask you for a fucking sequel.
This is also directed at Akira Toriyama, obviously. And myself, because I have done the epic overarching, overreaching ending myself, and I have to say writing it really depressed me. I won't do it again.
Also, is it wrong how much I like European folk metal? Faun is my favorite. I think it ties in to my forbidden love for Charmed and my secret desire to be pagan. And the fact that I'm going home in two and a half weeks and Nebraska brings it out in me! You can't be pagan in the city, man. The city's naturally dead, which is why it depresses me so much. Seriously, though - when I first moved to Nebraska and lived with my aunt and uncle, I got this big influx of folksiness. Like I've said, my cousins are SCA re-enactors. My aunt always listened to Steeleye Span, for goodness sake, and I'm still obsessed with their version of "Tam Lin". Two of my favorite Midsomer Murders episodes are The Fisher King and The Straw Woman. And I think part of what annoyed me about Twilight was the use of folk-pagan symbolism in the justification of a Mormon pro-abstinence public service announcement.
The problem, and one that I've written about before, is how thin the line is between happyvolk and Nazivolk. I really hate that this is true, but... it is, and seriously Europe, blame the Nazis for usurping your culture and making all the white supremacists proclaim that they're descended from Odin and Frigg. Or blame the French, if you desire to take it that far, for making you develop Cultural Nationalism (or as my history professor calls it, Nationalism with a capital N).
Goddamn crisis of modernity. I'm pretty sure I've bought into it. Don't think I realized how much so until I had to write an essay about it. Let's just hope I don't self-immolate in a glorious fascistic moment.
This is why people should not aim for "epic". I would take obscure, inconclusive Cormac McCarthy endings over all that grandiose let's-watch-everybody-die-so-people-know-not-to-expect-sequels crap. I won't ask you for a sequel, ok? I won't ask you for a fucking sequel.
This is also directed at Akira Toriyama, obviously. And myself, because I have done the epic overarching, overreaching ending myself, and I have to say writing it really depressed me. I won't do it again.
Also, is it wrong how much I like European folk metal? Faun is my favorite. I think it ties in to my forbidden love for Charmed and my secret desire to be pagan. And the fact that I'm going home in two and a half weeks and Nebraska brings it out in me! You can't be pagan in the city, man. The city's naturally dead, which is why it depresses me so much. Seriously, though - when I first moved to Nebraska and lived with my aunt and uncle, I got this big influx of folksiness. Like I've said, my cousins are SCA re-enactors. My aunt always listened to Steeleye Span, for goodness sake, and I'm still obsessed with their version of "Tam Lin". Two of my favorite Midsomer Murders episodes are The Fisher King and The Straw Woman. And I think part of what annoyed me about Twilight was the use of folk-pagan symbolism in the justification of a Mormon pro-abstinence public service announcement.
The problem, and one that I've written about before, is how thin the line is between happyvolk and Nazivolk. I really hate that this is true, but... it is, and seriously Europe, blame the Nazis for usurping your culture and making all the white supremacists proclaim that they're descended from Odin and Frigg. Or blame the French, if you desire to take it that far, for making you develop Cultural Nationalism (or as my history professor calls it, Nationalism with a capital N).
Goddamn crisis of modernity. I'm pretty sure I've bought into it. Don't think I realized how much so until I had to write an essay about it. Let's just hope I don't self-immolate in a glorious fascistic moment.