Just past the pretty lady in the egg-carton dress, we stumbled over this Boschian nightmare.
The fine meaning of this piece eludes me. I’m pretty sure that it involves Voldemort somehow, and that the angelic vision that is Cyndi Lauper is using her apotropaic powers to protect the huddled forms of Ignorance and Want (or anthropomorphic grape and orange popsicles?) as they cringe in a vine-covered cave, while tiny red devils begin their sinister musical number of Doom as they attempt to break through the green barricade, in an obvious allegory of the herd mentality and the dangers of conformity. I’m not at all sure how Voldemort figures into this, that’s where the entire thing breaks down.
Okay, this piece is really too much fun to make fun of. This guy’s just great!
The triangle motif’s carried out in so many different ways–the geometric world being invaded by biological, curving imps, a barricade of wedges and angles becomes our only wall against the organic, vibrant world of our subconscious demons. And Voldemort.
Oh, how the fiends cackle! Shala, what a strange world you’ve painted for us!
Actually, that looks kind of fun, like a thousand little scampering devils playing at a children’s playscape, sliding down the slide with their little hands in the air. Wheee!
But I’m still not sure how Voldemort figures into all this.
Next week, the management promises there will be jokes, and shell art. Some things are too much fun to make fun of!