I think MF definitely is supposed to have a sort of sardonic, ironic edge. The setup IS absurd, but the trick is that these people are buying it, because they're too tied up with their pride and sense-of-self and status to let go, even though outs keep presenting themselves, until it destroys everything. Oddly (or not) i've never managed to get that much into anything else of Morgan's.
Lol, catastrophe is...well...no, it's not a negative word, it's just...neutral but intimate. If I tell someone in Hebrew that so-and-so was my ben-gari'in in the context of that story, (and they were somewhat familiar with that sort of thing,) there's implications there of an extreme closeness and a sort of loyalty and devotion, but also with a vast potential for anger and resentment. Basically, you wouldn't be very close to some random, say, work colleague you didn't like, right? Unless that colleague is your ben-gari'in, in which case you still might not like each other, but you live together and spend hours and hours every week trying to get to the bottom of each others souls to understand and negotiate each others true needs, stripped of consumerist false consciousness and bridging the gap of capitalist alienation between you to build unwavering emotional trust and ideological actualization.
Sometimes, you collectively read Freud and Marx at three in the morning in a, by then, 9 hour long conversation that had started with trying to put into place a dish washing schedule.
This may be why "found family" narratives no longer do anything for me.
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Date: 2013-12-20 11:16 am (UTC)Lol, catastrophe is...well...no, it's not a negative word, it's just...neutral but intimate. If I tell someone in Hebrew that so-and-so was my ben-gari'in in the context of that story, (and they were somewhat familiar with that sort of thing,) there's implications there of an extreme closeness and a sort of loyalty and devotion, but also with a vast potential for anger and resentment. Basically, you wouldn't be very close to some random, say, work colleague you didn't like, right? Unless that colleague is your ben-gari'in, in which case you still might not like each other, but you live together and spend hours and hours every week trying to get to the bottom of each others souls to understand and negotiate each others true needs, stripped of consumerist false consciousness and bridging the gap of capitalist alienation between you to build unwavering emotional trust and ideological actualization.
Sometimes, you collectively read Freud and Marx at three in the morning in a, by then, 9 hour long conversation that had started with trying to put into place a dish washing schedule.
This may be why "found family" narratives no longer do anything for me.