The cavalcade of mixed reactions to the conclusion of the “Pamela” three-parter is indicative of something positive about a show; that it is so highly affective that individual people will have remarkably different reactions. My experience live-tweeting it was met with a great deal of support and a little bit of ire. It isn’t wrong for people to question my feminism after my ultimately positive response. One of the advantages of feminism(s) is that the reactions and beliefs are varied, and in this specific instance, I will be departing from the mainstream of feminism by saying that the conclusion of Louie S4 was beautiful.
Do you remember what it was like being a kid?
Tonight’s two-parter took some decompression. Louie isn’t the kind of show you can just watch and turn your mind off to. People compare him to Fellini, and I guess that’s true, but only because I have no idea what Fellini’s gimmicks are so I’m taking their word for it. Did that make me sound smart?
Totally didn’t, right? I set the bar low so now you can read my actual thoughts. Continue reading
Louis CK reminds me of what a terrible human being I am. He does it in the most effective way, too. He takes parts of the typical American lifestyle that are taken for granted, deconstructs them to analyze their value, and then perfectly mocks our complete and utter disdain for all of it. I just watched Louis C.K.’s newest special, Oh My God, and I can say with absolute certainty that this man is probably the next Jesus.
People like messed up humor for a reason. We need safe ways to satisfy our darker impulses. Daniel Tosh’s humor specifically services this need. Making jokes about being an a morally-decrepit asshole is why he is a success. The fact that he’s a success is why it wasn’t wrong for him to make that rape joke.