Why tell a story about kitties who fall in love and give each other handjobs?
The love and attachment between a human and their pet is an extremely common phenomenon. When, as a child, we are given a pet to care for we are given the opportunity to experience a gamut of emotions for the first time including love, nurturing, power, rejection, and often our first experience with death and grieving. The initial development of these mature emotions is attached to our experience with the animal. So, when we see humanized kitties going through the agonies and ecstasies of love and death we are immediately drawn toward the story by a deeper core of the self than normal. Plus, it's frikkin hilarious to see kitties giving handjobs.
The humor and the fact that the protagonists are animals gives us permission to let our guard down. It is then that the story pounces. While in the throes of orgiastic feline mutual masturbation (needless to say, a visually hilarious component of the show) the theme of death and loss emerges and soon we are laughing through our tears and identifying with a cat. Plus, it's frikkin hilarious to see kitties vomit blood and die.
And, of course, the story is not "about" handjobs. Not to give anything away but handjobs do not become the answer. They are, in fact, evocative of hollow relationships and instant gratification which leads to nothing higher in love than someone you keep around just so you won't be lonely. Is this the extent of true love, company? Are we searching for someone similar to us or do we require a challenge when finding a partner with whom to share the world? At what point does the magic of relationship end and settling for comfort and safety begin? Plus, it's frikkin touching to see kitties explore the meaning of love.
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We are AWESOME!
Noellia Hernandez - A totally Awesome Person.
Wednesday, November 01, 2006
AUDITION
From Kathryn:
Wow. Wow. Wow. I am amazed. We officially announced auditions yesterday, and with it, went public for the first time- and WOW! The amount of responses we have gotten is unbelievable. This thing is for real. It was hilarious to watch our Myspace friends list grow by five every couple of minutes. Seriously, since last night, everytime I have checked it, we have five more friends. Thank you to all of our supporters.
Wow. Wow. Wow. I am amazed. We officially announced auditions yesterday, and with it, went public for the first time- and WOW! The amount of responses we have gotten is unbelievable. This thing is for real. It was hilarious to watch our Myspace friends list grow by five every couple of minutes. Seriously, since last night, everytime I have checked it, we have five more friends. Thank you to all of our supporters.
Sunday, October 29, 2006
We are a GONGA!
A message from Kathryn:
We have accomplished more in a couple of weeks than many thought were possible. To say that I am proud of everyone involved in this project is an understatement of gigantic proportions. I am thrilled. I am freaking out. I am nervous. I am just plain giddy.
Lee's best friend, Bo, often uses the made-up word, "gonga," in conversation. I asked once what it meant, and was told that a "gonga," was a good deal, like finding an object of imaginable value at a garage sale, or filling your tank up with gas for only a dollar a gallon.
I've got that feeling now. I've got that feeling like I've never had it before. It is as if all of the planets have aligned and all is right with the world, and the possibilities are limitless. Mother of Invention is a GONGA, and I love you all.
We have accomplished more in a couple of weeks than many thought were possible. To say that I am proud of everyone involved in this project is an understatement of gigantic proportions. I am thrilled. I am freaking out. I am nervous. I am just plain giddy.
Lee's best friend, Bo, often uses the made-up word, "gonga," in conversation. I asked once what it meant, and was told that a "gonga," was a good deal, like finding an object of imaginable value at a garage sale, or filling your tank up with gas for only a dollar a gallon.
I've got that feeling now. I've got that feeling like I've never had it before. It is as if all of the planets have aligned and all is right with the world, and the possibilities are limitless. Mother of Invention is a GONGA, and I love you all.
Friday, October 20, 2006
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