The Cry of Mann is the most interesting media experiment I've seen in several years and I absolutely don't recommend you watch it.
Boy, there sure is a lot of it.
I'll talk more about it once I figure out what it is. Probably 3-4 weeks after it's over.
(Best I can do: media tricksters Wham City got a six-part livestream on Adult Swim. It's a Lynchian soap opera. It's improvised. It's a call-in show. It's willfull awkward, like Catherine: A Story in 12 Parts. And it's ALMOST working. O_o; )
And gods help me, I'm about to watch some more of it. It's on part six, and all I know is that... orange things? Are bad? Or liberating? And maybe blue. Or grey. And George Washington. Lemon muffins, cheese cubes, and possibly Gurdjieff. Also, orange. O__o;
Also, Jack has some nice fucking boots.
Oops, no, I'm not, because an even darker and more surreal power has taken over: cable providers. No cable, no livestream. >__<
Oh, well, guess I'm dressing up as a pirate for Halloween again!