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Not sure why I thought of you guys. Today's NYtimes.

[verbatim excerpt for discussion]
Mr. Tarantino's movies have always packed a
punch that can't be reduced to the intensity of their
violence, and "Kill Bill" is no exception. Speaking by
phone from Los Angeles, he and Mim Udovitch, who have been
bickering on and off since 1995, exchange fighting words.

MIM UDOVITCH The first time I ever interviewed you, I asked
you what recent movies you liked, and you mentioned the
scene in >"Showgirls"<where Elizabeth
Berkley suddenly lets loose with the roundhouse kicks. So
your interest in female martial arts extravaganzas is a
longstanding one. Why does the sight of two women beating
the tar out of each other push different buttons than the
sight of two men fighting?

QUENTIN TARANTINO Well, you know, for me there's nothing
fetishistic about it. It just hurts more to see two women
fighting. The thing you want in a fight between two guys is
just for them to beat each other up. It doesn't have to be
about the choreography, it can just be a barroom brawl
where one guy's getting his head smashed against a wall.
But if you take that and put in women, the more brutal they
are to each other the more you wince. But it's a strange
kind of a wince because you're enjoying it at the same
time. It's more like wincing the way you wince when you
watch the sight gags in There's Something About
Mary"< - the fish hook in the cheek.

UDOVITCH That's not the answer I was expecting. I thought
you were going to say it was empowering.

TARANTINO Well, it might be empowering and it might be cool
but I think it just hurts more. [end excerpt]
 
It would be impossible to write a parody or 'send up' of some of the conversations among self-said doms, particularly those of great self ascribed sensitivity and principle.

"Leave my sub alone, you predatory snake; I see to her needs." --- Altruism if I've ever seen it.

J.
 
Goof city and it just gets better and better.

Apparently anyone who disagrees is importing vanilla mores.

What the fuck could I possibly know, I'm just a sorry whore.
 
Someone entertain me, I need uplift and sanity. The fight anecdote would have been ok had I not had the Kill Bill trailer inflicted on me recently, ecch.....I smell turkey.
 
Netzach said:
Someone entertain me, I need uplift and sanity. The fight anecdote would have been ok had I not had the Kill Bill trailer inflicted on me recently, ecch.....I smell turkey.

i dunno Netzach...entertaining you might mean forgiving that gigli reference..

It's strange but for a violent femme (or at least one with a violence embracing sexuality) i've never been able to appreciate Tarantino or violent movies generally Pure.
 
LMAO, ok, THAT made me laugh and I'm not even that familiar with bad pop cultural phenoms. THANK you.

I love a certain kind of violence. It's present in Tarantino, but not really in full glory. It's in the films of Beat Takeshi. These shocking, hideous outbursts, surrounded by the calmest of filmic poetry. I'm into that. It lulls you into a sense of something else.
 
Huh. Would make sense to me. It's a different kind of humor in Takeshi, though, no? Gentler.

in the Tarantino stuff the violence is actually really funny, more a stepchild of Kubrick and John Woo, to me anyway.
 
Netzach said:
Heh, stop raping other people's av's, I was so confused for a sec.

Shit, me too. And here I thought our Topopolis Evangelism Program had finally won us some new souls.

Or are you just competing for the Best AV competition?

Just watched "Snatch." Had some lovely violence in that. I think I'm going to actively search for pretty people boxing--I love the contrast of smooth features and brutality. Shoulda figured that one out much sooner.
 
Quint said:
Shit, me too. And here I thought our Topopolis Evangelism Program had finally won us some new souls.

Or are you just competing for the Best AV competition?

Just watched "Snatch." Had some lovely violence in that. I think I'm going to actively search for pretty people boxing--I love the contrast of smooth features and brutality. Shoulda figured that one out much sooner.

I love where Benicio Del Toro, dressed as a Jew, is pistol-whipping the manager of the jewel place.

eve, is that a pic of you? You are very cute, in a blurry way.
 
rosco rathbone said:
I love where Benicio Del Toro, dressed as a Jew, is pistol-whipping the manager of the jewel place.

eve, is that a pic of you? You are very cute, in a blurry way.

yeah you've seen this one before, i just arted it up.
 
I think that's my favorite part too. I want it for my av, on a coffee mug, and to poster all over town. As an icon of the Netzach conspiracy.

eve, you *are* sexy if blurry. I couldn't tell if it was you, vintage, or what. And I was kinda right in my theories.


Epiphany (shared with evesdream late at night, fairly recent, while having my toes sucked):

99.8% of malesubs are motivated by guilt.
 
I am pretty guilt motivated too, and I am an Extreme Master.

"plying your foul trade", eh Netz? Someone has been hanging out with uncle rosco a bit too long and the phraseology is starting to rub off.

*patronizing head pat*

No, I take it as a compliment, from someone so rico suave as yourself.

The other day, I looked up at a crosswalk to find my way blocked by a turning school-bus, bright yellow, bearing the words "SCHOOL BUS" on its side. I peripherally saw that every seat was full and looked up expecting to see children's smiling chubby faces. Instead, the entire bus was full of Jews, two to a seat-and not any Jews. Old, ancient wizard Jews with big heads, big black hats and long white beards. They were the height of children. It was like seeing a busload of gnomes go by on their way to a magical land.
 
Netzach,
I'm pulling a couple statements from elsewhere, but they've probably been made here as well. This may be a calmer venue, though you have some say where to discuss.

Do what you need to do, as long as you can live with it.

Do whatever you have to do, as long as you can look yourself in the eye.


I don't have a general problem with these approaches. Nor do I know any reason to doubt you're setting your own sail in life, which I applaud. Further you even avoid making obnoxious speeches about your meritorious life philosophies and approaches.

Yet those maxims overlook a lot of complexities, since they, in effect seem to call for avoiding things that you're gonna regret or that you'll feel guilt or shame over. Which sounds great in theory I admit.

But there are a whole class of situations where regrets, guilts and shames are going to ensue. They are inhere in ALL the alternatives.

I give two examples: Sophie's choice in the novel.
Gauguin's choice in life.

In the novel the guilt over her choice [to save one child; abandon the other] leads to self destructive behavior and suicide.
Gauguin, having left his prosperous career and family and gone to the South Seas to paint had terrible problems there, esp. to do with money. Iirc, he likewise made a suicide attempt.

You may say, "well, if not avoid them, then minimize regrets/guilts/shames." Choose what gives the LEAST bad results in one's head.

But, in the Sophie case, that doesn't work esp. well either; MAYBE she chose the lesser evil, the lesser guilt, but it was still intolerable.

In conclusion I'd say, my version of the slogans: "In doing what you 'have to do' recognize that 'living with it' may be difficult or intolerable-- but choose boldly, nonetheless."

J
 
Points well made. There's not a day in my own life where I don't think of my vanilla and wonderful otherwise ex, not a Middle Eastern dinner I don't sit down with him at, as friends, and wish that I could be differently sexually wired. There's not a doubt in my mind that he deserved the version of me he met when we were 19, and he's the reason I wish I could live two lives.

But I can't. And I'm not. And I changed.

I didn't say blissfully and ignoranly live with. You said it best, choose and choose boldly, but do something for Chrissakes.

~N.

Pure said:
Netzach,
I'm pulling a couple statements from elsewhere, but they've probably been made here as well. This may be a calmer venue, though you have some say where to discuss.

Do what you need to do, as long as you can live with it.

Do whatever you have to do, as long as you can look yourself in the eye.


I don't have a general problem with these approaches. Nor do I know any reason to doubt you're setting your own sail in life, which I applaud. Further you even avoid making obnoxious speeches about your meritorious life philosophies and approaches.

Yet those maxims overlook a lot of complexities, since they, in effect seem to call for avoiding things that you're gonna regret or that you'll feel guilt or shame over. Which sounds great in theory I admit.

But there are a whole class of situations where regrets, guilts and shames are going to ensue. They are inhere in ALL the alternatives.

I give two examples: Sophie's choice in the novel.
Gauguin's choice in life.

In the novel the guilt over her choice [to save one child; abandon the other] leads to self destructive behavior and suicide.
Gauguin, having left his prosperous career and family and gone to the South Seas to paint had terrible problems there, esp. to do with money. Iirc, he likewise made a suicide attempt.

You may say, "well, if not avoid them, then minimize regrets/guilts/shames." Choose what gives the LEAST bad results in one's head.

But, in the Sophie case, that doesn't work esp. well either; MAYBE she chose the lesser evil, the lesser guilt, but it was still intolerable.

In conclusion I'd say, my version of the slogans: "In doing what you 'have to do' recognize that 'living with it' may be difficult or intolerable-- but choose boldly, nonetheless."

J
 
rosco rathbone said:
I am pretty guilt motivated too, and I am an Extreme Master.

Yes, but you are far from the average profile I have in my field guide here.



"plying your foul trade", eh Netz? Someone has been hanging out with uncle rosco a bit too long and the phraseology is starting to rub off.

*patronizing head pat*

No, I take it as a compliment, from someone so rico suave as yourself.


Just laughs.

The other day, I looked up at a crosswalk to find my way blocked by a turning school-bus, bright yellow, bearing the words "SCHOOL BUS" on its side. I peripherally saw that every seat was full and looked up expecting to see children's smiling chubby faces. Instead, the entire bus was full of Jews, two to a seat-and not any Jews. Old, ancient wizard Jews with big heads, big black hats and long white beards. They were the height of children. It was like seeing a busload of gnomes go by on their way to a magical land.
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Your reportage from your psycho-new-york is priceless, man. I would think you were on something if I didn't know how the place is. A magic land full of fairies, gnomes, and gnostics. It's the greatest show on earth, by far. Just got homesick. Want knish.
 
Story curled my toes, de Sade. A good litmus test reminding me I'm a sick fuck and I love it.

~N.
 
Thanks! I'm just tickeld pink to have an actual story inspired by myself on Lit. My girl is the one who introduced me to this website originally, she just never posts.
 
I liked your girl's story too, Marquis; you're lucky to have her.

Quint, yesterday I watched "Girlfight," which, while not a great movie by any stretch of the imagination, has several appealing "pretty people boxing" scenes. Maria Rodriguez is hot and buff, and her little boyfriend is not bad either.

The posts of Pure and Marquis and Netzach reminded me how lucky I'm feeling these days. My sex life, aside from juggling the schedules of three people working different shifts, is rewarding and continually evolving. I met my consort when we were not just vanilla, but virgins to boot. It seems to me a fortunate coincidence that our libidos and kinks and proclivities developed along the same lines, and at roughly the same pace.

When I think of some of the stories unhappy starcrossed kinksters post on these boards, and of people I know IRL who can't approach their SOs with the most mildmannered fantasies -- I count my pervy blessings that I haven't had to make any comparable painful choices.

Evesdream, I like that av, and it has successfully dispelled my image of you as an L.M. Montgomery heroine.
 
Ehh, it's not all pain and sorrow, mostly juggling three people's schedules as well now. My life reads more like Variations than Dostoyevsky, trust me. :)

But it's not been a trip through a field of daisies either. I'm just glad I figured it out and got done with certain kinds of compromise.
 
Hi Marquis,

On the story. It's pretty well written. Latter part is definitely hot, because it's a bit fresh. Definitely perverse and kinky as we expect from you and yours.

First parts a bit slow, because predictable. Every porn video starts with a blow job.

The I/you format is a very tough one to succeed in. Here it's sometimes brought off, but in the early parts gushes a bit much imo. (I.e., it's like reading a teenager-in-love's letter to her adored.)

The other essential point is that one has to decide 'what is it'? Is it to be a story? Much of it is. Is it to be a set of 'graphics' to generate a good wank? Is it to be P's fantasy one evening about a visit? The last two alternatives, while 'valid', given the received and sender's purposes (in their personal world) do not quite a story make.

In simple terms, P has to take 'raw material' of feeling and fantasy, maybe write it as it flows. Then cut and structure and revise it with a reader, in mind, i.e., not just you.

Because P can generate this material, and has basic skills, I don't see a problem if she were to undertake a more structured and thought out piece. I know part of all of us, including authors, believe in the 'creative gush' theory, but in practice, esp. for amateurs, the 'gush' can only be, as I've said, raw material. Obviously, however, one wants that impetus to be felt in the final product, not have it be 'word processed' and planned to death.

I thought you'd like a candid opinion from someone who always appreciates your sick perverse mind, but who's conscious of other issues too.

J.

I intend no disrespect to P by not addressing her directly, but she did not address me or us directly, you did.

:rose:
 
I agree with much of what Pure said. I found the simplicity of style (the sentences all tend to be of a certain length) and repetition of the "I am your slut" theme to be both a strength and a weakness. It becomes a little boring quickly but it also is rather hypnotic and reads extremely true to the sort of submissive I only wish I could be. Nice mental delving in what I feel is the best way--pure narration of thought and reaction.

I enjoyed it for a single story but I don't think, given this one style, that I would find much "replay" value in the author. I'm too much of a wordslut. But this was good enough and similiar enough to my relationship with T that I shared it with him and it spawned a delightfully humiliating evening.

QB, yes, I saw Girlfight over the summer. I think it was Michelle Rodriguez, though, right? She was quite yummy and rageful. I can't even remember what her boy looked like; he didn't impress me. Brad Pitt almost always manages to render me speechless under the hands of a good director.
 
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