In as much time as it takes me to realize that something spectacular is happening to me, a soundtrack that paints the shade of my dreams in pink in purple blasts its way into my psyche. Such was the case when I fed my curiosity and finally purchased Pink Floyd’s ode to the long-form music video, The Wall.
Truth be told, I’m not quite sure the exact moment when I totally gave up any pretence of living a completely vanilla lifestyle, but I can guarantee that the memory of it is nestled somewhere in the scenes that unfolded before my eyes as I watched this film.
Somebody had to do it. Somebody had to take the bullshit and excuses of an entire faction of humanity and make it shine bright. Aaron McGruder decided he was just the man for the job. With his racially relevant and socially unforgiving comic strip, The Boondocks, he started a conversation that just had to find itself on television sooner or later.
And with that, the entire world stood up and took notice. Not only was the show unapologetic, it was brutally raw, honest, and funny as hell. It’s a shame that so many people failed to see the show’s inherent brilliance. But then, of course, that’s why I’m here. I can’t pretend to know every single line of every single episode. What I do know is that the episodes that I saw were probably some of the most hilarious, most severe representations of the Black community that I’d ever come across.
Horror, as defined in the dictionary, is something that inspires dislike or intense aversion. However, my favourite definition deals with the most viral part of human nature: fear. Fear of the unknown, fear of shadows that move in the corner of your eye. But the fear that captures us all, that unites freaks and fanatics alike, is the fear of being insignificant.
Christians and atheists, pirates and paedophiles, they all fear being completely invisible. No matter who you are, there is an inexplicable creep that slithers through the skin and the psyche at the very thought of being relegated to the significance of a thing. We are all intrinsically tattooed with the primeval fear that as a human we are nothing more than toys, stray puppies without leashes, starving without mothers. Le Planète Sauvage explores and exposes the human psyche and fear of being a wild thing that must be controlled by an electronic collar.
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