I don't know what to say.
OK, maybe I do. This is better than anything we've made recently by a longshot. It's got a nutty everything, great characters, an actual plot, a custom soundtrack, a stage-performed musical section, hilarious if somewhat perplexing or disturbing dialogue... Yeah.
While Old Gregg is ostensibly incredibly stupid and drives its viewers to immediately become ashamed of even being aware of its existence, it's entertaining. Merry christmas, enjoy (haha, it's funny cuz it's actually christmas).
Now, given this, I'd like to talk about shame associated with films. Or watching them, or whatever. Old Gregg inspires shame because it is simply so fucked up, and is pretty good at making people uncomfortable. Now, why does that make people ashamed? Relatively taboo subjects-- love, homosexuality, man-fishes living in lakes, balls of space-tits-- are things people are trained to reject, just based on social "standards", generally instated by religion and tradition. Thing is, most people actually don't have any disposition with these subjects, and often fail to really believe in any of the given reasons the powers that be have taught. However, when someone is associated with these taboos, they are isolated and identified by their brethren, who do so (mostly) simply because others do, or they think they should. So, when people watch Old Gregg sing about Love Games and a ball of space-tits, they feel as if they are becoming associated with these things by watching them willingly, and thus by instinct express or feel shame in the face of the possibility of social isolation or judgement (which, in earnest, is but a hollow shell).
BE AFRAID: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eIInySnQe4I
P.S. Sorry it's up a day late; I was struck by severe occupation/illness yesterday and couldn't get it up, but I HAD IT DONE BY WEDNESDAY. For the record.
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