channonyarrow (
channonyarrow) wrote2007-03-16 02:19 pm
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Entry tags:
Walls
I always THINK that I'm totally not squickable. I mean, I know myself pretty well, I know that I'll try just about anything once, and usually two or three times to make sure I didn't like it the first time. I read voraciously, in many genres, and I pretty much only don't read sports and biographies. I read horror, I read splatterpunk, I read stuff that makes your spine want to crawl out of your body and find a new home, and not because it's badly written. I only don't watch horror movies because I have a morbid imagination and I get nightmares.
Anyone who can get nightmares for a solid week from the ep of Transformers where they brought back Optimus Prime has problems.
I have things I don't like, sure. I don't like mpreg, I don't like badly-written or overdone incest, I don't like women-as-eternal-victims-in-need-of-saving, I don't like plots that involve everyone wilfully not telling anyone in authority what's going on so they can FIX it, I don't like lots of things - but I don't think of those as squicks, any more than I'd think of walking into an ice cream shop(pe) and deciding that I had to leave because I really don't like rum-raisin ice cream (or raisins in general, in fact). It's a like or a dislike, not a squick.
Obviously, if I had once been viciously raped with a carton of rum-raisin ice cream by a hillbilly axe murderer, I might then legitimately have a squick about ice cream.
But I do still think of myself as someone not squicked by sex or violence or language or imagery, and generally when I run up against a wall and find myself going "Oh, yeah, squick, hey," it's a brickwall...topped with razor wire. And patrolled by an Unfriendly Patrol. Armed with guns. And guard dogs.
In other words, when I do find a squick, it usually makes me want to vomit.
So congratulations, person on
bad_rpers_suck who has the icon of someone slitting a woman's throat with a straight razor. You've just found a squick of mine.
Thanks. Have some vomit.
And it's not that I'm not into freedom of speech (my inclination to that alternates with my inclination to buy a gun and shoot everyone I disagree with), it's that I'm not into an icon that I have to watch - carefully and repeatedly - to determine that it is, in fact, as disturbing and disgusting as I thought it was. So now I've overconsumed something I never wanted, and maybe it's the fact that I feel a little full of disgusting that is making me want to vomit, but I tell you - that icon's a winner.
In some strange alternate universe where using a graphic murder icon in a community is okay.
ETA: Okay, so it's her eye. How is this different? I don't care how marvellously arty it is, I find it disturbing (though admittedly a lot less so than when I thought they were cutting her throat). I don't like being an icon nazi, but that's REALLY the sort of thing best left in a personal journal.
Anyone who can get nightmares for a solid week from the ep of Transformers where they brought back Optimus Prime has problems.
I have things I don't like, sure. I don't like mpreg, I don't like badly-written or overdone incest, I don't like women-as-eternal-victims-in-need-of-saving, I don't like plots that involve everyone wilfully not telling anyone in authority what's going on so they can FIX it, I don't like lots of things - but I don't think of those as squicks, any more than I'd think of walking into an ice cream shop(pe) and deciding that I had to leave because I really don't like rum-raisin ice cream (or raisins in general, in fact). It's a like or a dislike, not a squick.
Obviously, if I had once been viciously raped with a carton of rum-raisin ice cream by a hillbilly axe murderer, I might then legitimately have a squick about ice cream.
But I do still think of myself as someone not squicked by sex or violence or language or imagery, and generally when I run up against a wall and find myself going "Oh, yeah, squick, hey," it's a brickwall...topped with razor wire. And patrolled by an Unfriendly Patrol. Armed with guns. And guard dogs.
In other words, when I do find a squick, it usually makes me want to vomit.
So congratulations, person on
![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
Thanks. Have some vomit.
And it's not that I'm not into freedom of speech (my inclination to that alternates with my inclination to buy a gun and shoot everyone I disagree with), it's that I'm not into an icon that I have to watch - carefully and repeatedly - to determine that it is, in fact, as disturbing and disgusting as I thought it was. So now I've overconsumed something I never wanted, and maybe it's the fact that I feel a little full of disgusting that is making me want to vomit, but I tell you - that icon's a winner.
In some strange alternate universe where using a graphic murder icon in a community is okay.
ETA: Okay, so it's her eye. How is this different? I don't care how marvellously arty it is, I find it disturbing (though admittedly a lot less so than when I thought they were cutting her throat). I don't like being an icon nazi, but that's REALLY the sort of thing best left in a personal journal.
no subject
no subject
I'll look again, but I'm ninety nine percent certain that's what it is. The grainy black and white film stock doesn't help, but I'm pretty sure.
no subject
It;s from this...
~M~
no subject
I'm still not fond of it, however.
Un chien andalou
~M~
Re: Un chien andalou
Or something.
It's A Cows Eye
~M~
Re: It's A Cows Eye
Or, as my father would prefer I say "No thanks." He doesn't really like it when I tell him that his favourite dessert sauce tastes like formaldehyde.
So no thanks.
Re: It's A Cows Eye
Re: It's A Cows Eye
Everyone else can have screaming orgasms over that movie. Every single thing I know to date about that movie, other movies, and myself tells me that I will not like it at all, and from that standpoint I don't give two tugs of a dead dog's cock if, by watching it once and appearing interested in it, I could cure AIDS and cancer, world hunger, global warming, save Alan Rickman from getting shot in the head, and make Gerard Way my personal bitch. Calling something a classic is far too often simply a way of saying "I don't get it, so it must be really good."
This was the logic under which I watched Taxi Driver, and at the conclusion of that movie, I did go punch a nun.
In conclusion, I will never give props to another thing again simply because it's a classic without watching it first and agreeing that it merits that definition.
Re: It's A Cows Eye
Re: It's A Cows Eye
no subject
SURELY NOT.
(Icon aimed at the comm, not you.)
no subject
I LIKE that icon.
no subject
no subject
And just because it's from a "classic" movie doesn't make it any better.
no subject
Actually, I think that post could have consisted entirely of someone typing "fuck" eight thousand times and no one would have caught it, based on the comments on it.
no subject
AHAHAHAHA! That is so full of win. XD
But yeah, you're probably right. Last time I looked there was one comment about the post. All the rest was icon-squick.
no subject
no subject
no subject
Yeesh.
no subject
no subject
And yeah - I didn't expect to find out that something like that DID squick me. Not really fun to realise.
no subject
no subject
no subject