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Sujet Bret Easton Ellis : "Why the Teletubbies are evil !"

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Sujet de la discussion Bret Easton Ellis : "Why the Teletubbies are evil !"


THE BIG ISSUE
Why the Teletubbies are evil. The shocking truth by Bret Easton Ellis.

There is a children's TV program that takes place under gray English skies where a sun with the face of a baby so adorable he must be computer-generated rises as a tinny march plays on the soundtrack.
And then the Teletubbies appear--four blobs, performers in costumes, each a different color of pale frosting with defining antennae flopping on top of their heads--cavorting and frolicking in an astroturfed wasteland, a barren miniature golf course. They take karate stances for no apparent reason. They carry purses. They have names like Dipsy and Tinky-Winky. They have smooth, ageless, simian faces. They speak in sentence fragments and clipped phrases, sounding vaguely like giddy Japanese waitresses who work at the sushi bar in Hell. Sometimes they interact with a narrator who asks urgent questions along the lines of, "What's in the bag, Tinky-Winky?"

Like toddlers, the Teletubbies are amazed by balls, pieces of felt and plastic food. Holding balls, pieces of felt and plastic food. Holding hand while dancing around a plant is an especially popular pastime. Toys are put in bags and then pulled out of bags with great fanfare and encouragement. Minutes go by as the Teletubbies fall over while the sun looks down on them and squeals with delight. Sober, straining to pay attention you have no idea what's going on. Imagining the performers in those suits making "tubby custard," tasting "tubby toast" and trying on hats can move you to make yourself a very large drink.

Teletubbies share this space with giant, motley rabbits that are real and lumber toward plastic flower beds (one insider tells me the rabbits are as large as "small lambs" and are "bred especially" for this show). Farting noises commence, periscopes pop out of astroturf, a pinwheel dispenses sparkly rays causing the Teletubbies to huddle and spaz out, and that's when the gray squares on their bellies start glowing.

These Oompa Loompas on acid are actually living televisions--all proudly baring a screen embedded in their stomachs, which flash to life, showing short films of real children acting disconcertingly like Teletubbies--attempting gymnastics, zipping up bags, closing and opening drawers, deciding what to wear, singing mindlessly, hiding from each other (actually what any number of my friends in Manhattan do on a daily basis). This documentary footage reminds you of the thin line between the speech patterns of children and total drunks.

Though it lacks the forced, noxious gaiety of Barny, Teletubbies seems like a wicked satirist's idea of a horrible children's program watched in a future concocted by Huxley or Orwell or Gibson. They are reminiscent of the mutants in David Cronenberg's The Brood, and you can only stare and think: well they must have been designed to upset us. It's a dare. Marilyn Manson's calculated shock tactics seem phony compared to these psychedelic teddy bears (a warning: do not play The Dope Show over Teletubbies with the volume off). I would actually rather have my kids watch Taxi Cab Confessions or Deliverance.

The soothing tones, the eerie quiet, the New Agey vibe, the immaculate surfaces, everything so anal and controlled and antiseptic, a world where even the spontaneous seems rehearsed, the sheer humorlessness of it all--is what makes Teletubbies so creepy and emlematic of the new mothers and fathers of my generation.

Part of my resentment stems from the fact that I'm at an age where the majority of these friends are having children and settling down and this intrudes upon my bachelor lifestyle: dinner reservations are now made at seven, wilder invitations are bypassed, casual indignation about drugs and movie violence (these from former addicts, dealers, nymphos). But part of it stems from the hypocrisy of adults--the creators of Teletubbies and the scared, thoughtful parents plopping their kids in front of the tube--who over-identify with children and want the world baby-proofed. Adults who want the world to conform to their own notion of safety.

There was a mad, anarchic quality to Sesame Street--wit and sass were in abundance--in the late 60's and early 70's. The puppets were boisterous and often confused and fed up with the adults (authority figures) surrounding them. There were skits, rock songs, a general air of messiness that is conspicuously absent from Teletubbies and which makes it such odious time when cultural artifacts are stripped down to such an essential dumbness that people can locate a purity and familiarity they find soothing. Comfort abounds. Get Zen! Zone out! Sshhh.

One gets the feeling that if the Cookie Monster or Oscar the Grouch entered Teletubby land, their uncontrollable natures would compel the Teletubbies to club the living shit out of them and have the giant pinwheel make their muppet corpses disappear.

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En VO c'est bien hardcore ! c'est clair ! atatatatatatatatatatatatata :x: :fache: :furieux:

Non le vrai truc pour moi quand j'etais mome (que je regarde encore de temps en temps) c'est COBRA !!! :bravo:



**Number-6**
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**Number-6**
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Quand je pense qu'il y a des gens qui gémissent à longueur de temps sur la violence des dessins animés et gnagna on va transformer nos chères tête blondes en serial killers
Mais quand je me souviens de ce qu'on regardait :P:
Tiens j'ai encore en mémoire une scène de Cobra où on voyait un type en train de faire l'amour à une fille bizarre - plan de dessus, avec les griffes de la fille qui se mettent à s'allonger et qui se plantent dans le dos du type
Hem...

Pour ceux qui demandent, non je ne suis pas devenu un serial killer
(mais je méfie des griffes)
http://khoral.blogspot.com
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Cobra :aime: Ca, c'etait vraiment n'importe quoi ( genre cobra tuant pleins de nanas innoncentes en disant qu'il y a forcément de la casse enluttant contre le mal :oo: ).
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Mais exactement je suis d'accord avec toi khoral :bravo:
quand j etais petit j'etais dingue de ken, des chevaliers du zodiaque...

Pour autant que je sache je suis pas devenu quelqu'un de violent...

**Number-6**
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Mais gabou arrete de voir le mal partout ! :clin:
Quand j etais mome cobra ça me transportait dans un univers de ouf et ça me faisait triper, tous les enfants ne sont pas obligés de scotcher les memes trucs asceptisés

**Number-6**
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Enfin, Ken, les Chevaliers, c'est juste après mon "époque"
moi c'était plus Cobra, Albator (bon ça fait pas une différence énorme, ms quand on est gosse, les années comptent pour plus longtemps, si j'ose dire)
Mais c'est pareil

tiens, Number-6, c'est comme les jeux vidéo
Depuis douze ans, on me prédit que je deviendrai asocial, violent, incapable de séparer la réalité de l'imaginaire, et ainsi de suite
Ben c'est raté
Alors oui évidemment les jeux vidéo ont une influence sur les gens
Et puis le cinéma, la littérature, sans oublier la vie elle-même qui est le plus grand réservoir de (mauvaises) influences jamais vu :P:
http://khoral.blogspot.com
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Franchement, 15 ans après je serais bien incapable de dire de quoi parlaient les intrigues de Cobra!!!
Je me souviens de l'ambiance et quelques images choc, c'est tout
Et je ne suis pas mysogyne (enfin je crois)
Il m'arrive d'avoir envie de tuer certaines personnes du sexe féminin, mais je me retiens :8)
http://khoral.blogspot.com
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Citation :
Mais gabou arrete de voir le mal partout !
Quand j etais mome cobra ça me transportait dans un univers de ouf et ça me faisait triper, tous les enfants ne sont pas obligés de scotcher les memes trucs asceptisés



J'ai jamais dit que ct mal. J'en sais fichtrement rien. Mais en reregardant la totale, récemment, j'ai trouve ça hardcore, de temps en temps ( mais c vrai que ça a un certain cachet ).
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C'est sûr que nos trucs d'enfance, ça passe mal la revision

Tiens dans un genre complètement différent, j'ai revu un épisode de Maya l'abeille
Oui je suis pas fier (mais j'étais vraiment petit) (j'ai même vu le film à l'époque)
Ben c'était chiant!!!!! Mortel
Je ne comprends même pas comment je pouvais supporter ça quand j'étais gosse
http://khoral.blogspot.com