Working on a Smash Clone with my brother. Here's a quick animation test for Tooly's walk cycle.
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| Of course Jenny Cho made it into this. |
Through the magic of Gimp and Yoyo Game Maker, I bring you the Dingo take on Mortal Kombat. Love it. Love ME!
I ripped some Dingo strikes from Phelous' review of Countryside Bears. It's...It's what Dingo would have wanted...sniff. Seriously, check them out for him here. (Token useless attempt to not get sued by claiming not to own anything.)
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Batzarro
Sunday, April 17, 2016
Labels:
animation,
Dingo Pictures,
Mortal kombat,
my family,
my horrible voice,
Parody
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| WHAT LEGENDS! WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON? |
Sometimes it's hard to know if a foreign film is awful. Sure, awful is relative, but that's exactly the problem. How do you know if something is kinda great in it's home country that, outside of it is just kind of retarded, meanspirited, and vomitous?
For example, here's a Czech movie about a spurned goat who longs only to be loved like a woman by her owner. Maybe that kind of narrative is acceptable over there. Maybe it's a dark comedy. Or maybe it's just a fuck awful CG crapfest made by some goatfuckers. YOU be the judge.
The film starts with an exaltation of the Clocktower of Prague, and then goes to show you how it all started. With images like this.
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| It's not. But it COULD be. |
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| NOT HUMAN! |
You know, I ain't no expert in worldwide landmarks, but obviously I take it these distorted monsterbeasts built this Cathedral as beautiful as possible to have something nice to look at and forget the fact they look like a literal poor man's Toy Story.
Our lead is this guy LEAD, who just arrived in Prague to find a job with his goat Goat. Prague is super awful and it and everyone in it sucks, and they're all trying to poach each other or ruin each other or milk each other. That's not my opinion as an Internet blogger, that's kind of what the movie's trying to go for. It seems to be attempting to do some kind of commentary, you know, with the Church guy say gluttony is bad, while actually being a glutton, and so and so.
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| The least bland he ever is. |
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| Or maybe he's a hobo. I watched this damn thing in Spanish and I STILL had not idea wft was going on. |
At first, Things aren't going so hot for LEAD, until he meets a beautiful...
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| OH NO |
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| YOU CAN'T |
Ok, let's talk about giant breasts. We all love breasts*. And we like those breasts being gigantic. Yes we do. The bigger the better...is what we think until we see things like this.
Now, you may think, "But what about the giant breasts in such classics as Jessica Rabbit, Powergirl, and the Dead or Alive series? Well, it's not just size, it's presentation. Here's a chart explaining it.
With that out of the way, now we enter the core of our plot: Goat is in love with Lead. She wants him, sexually. if you think I'm just exaggerating for comedic effects, here's them sleeping together.
Here they are, sleeping together.
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Here's when the goat tried to dress up as a woman to impress Lead.
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| Played for serious, guys. Not even kidding on that one. |
Here's when the Goat catches Lead and the Girl sleeping together.
Oh, yeah, if you thought that there wasn't gonna be a sex scene in this movie just because the cover makes it look like they put horns on Shrek's Donkey, you where wrong, wrong, wrong.
So Merlin's apprentice makes a deal with Satan after being put in the gallows, and Merlin hires Lead to replace him as statue maker. He does very well with this. Meanwhile, the Goat gets drunk in the bar and sees Satan.
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| I assume everyone making this movie can relate to Satan being an ever present tangible fact of life. |
So now our lead is forced to finish the clocktower, lest our buxom girl gets killed. For extra good taste, there's a scene where she's visited by the executioner, and covers her breasts, implying some rape.
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| Well, "covers" and "Breasts" |
But not, she's just gonna get her neck measured. Haha! Good one, Goat's Story.
Eventually, Goat sees how the love of Lead's life is going to be murdered soon, and sees it as a chance to finally make her move on Lead by dressing as a woman, with hay for a hair and melons for breasts, and just ashamedly goes to Lead. And they hug and stuff. It's super dramatic, and what the fuck!
As they're leading the girl to have her neck altered, the apprentice who made his deal with Satan, and some kids, all crash into the cart, which rolls downhill.
Goat, then makes the hard choice. At the height of the deadline for the hanging of Pretty Girl, she trades places with the bag over-headed girl, and is hanged. Our Lead finishes the clocktower, but far too late.
Wow. I would say this is strong imagery for a children's cartoon about a funny goat, but with the drinking, sex, political, and deals with Satan and social satire, it's clear this movie is not for children and would not betray it's idea that, at the end, the goat that just wanted to be loved gave it all for.
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| Seriously, don't show this to kids. Or adults. Or...goats. |
So that's the story about the world famous Prague clockwork. It was engineered by idiots, goatfuckers, corrupt overzelous authorities and overblown sexdolls. Way to export your history, Czech republic!
So what is there to say about this movie. Well, it seems to be going for social satire, but it's handled with all the care of a goat in a china shop. The main plot of the Goat that wants to fuck a man is seemingly an excuse to draw you into the awful, awful world this movie's built which is always morally ugly, and never esthetically beautiful. "Come for the dramatic bestialism, stay for the visuals of a terrible, caca caked world.¨
Or maybe this only makes sense in Czech republic, I don't know.
* "But I don't love breasts!" Good for you. What do you want, recognition in my sentences? Get out. GET OUT!
** No. Not Chinese people. THIS is Chinese people. If THIS isn't a chinaman, what the fuck do I call it?
My father worked at the glass industry. I was like 9 when we moved. He got a job offer from Wayne industries. I didn't like the town. It's a shithole. but there's plenty of work here in the industry.
I grew up into the family business, I guess. By age 15 I was already pretty good at installing the panes, if not at making them. I also learned where the work is. Museums always need new sets. Every other month, I got called for a museum.
Like, people in this town are really committed to glass dependent architecture. Especially skylights. I don't know why, since this city seems to be in some kind of spooky eternal night. If I was gonna have a Museum here, it's be all steel bars, like a jail. If I had an ice-cream shop it'd be the same. Gotham's too rough a town for so much glass.
Met my wife here. She works replacing windows for cars. We have to make the glass in Gotham. The only thing you can import into this town is crossover events. Still, she gets a lot of work here too.
Sometimes I get called when it's about repairing old, broken buildings. Lots of those in Gotham. And usually all their windows are broken. Mostly I guess kids being kids.
I'm not sure about Mr Wayne, though. Sometimes I feel he doesn't appreciate me and the work I do. Sure, there's more important people in Gotham.This town has good people. People who don't judge, because they all live in houses with glass ceilings. But when those people look up, they deserve to see something good.
I grew up into the family business, I guess. By age 15 I was already pretty good at installing the panes, if not at making them. I also learned where the work is. Museums always need new sets. Every other month, I got called for a museum.
Like, people in this town are really committed to glass dependent architecture. Especially skylights. I don't know why, since this city seems to be in some kind of spooky eternal night. If I was gonna have a Museum here, it's be all steel bars, like a jail. If I had an ice-cream shop it'd be the same. Gotham's too rough a town for so much glass.
Met my wife here. She works replacing windows for cars. We have to make the glass in Gotham. The only thing you can import into this town is crossover events. Still, she gets a lot of work here too.
Sometimes I get called when it's about repairing old, broken buildings. Lots of those in Gotham. And usually all their windows are broken. Mostly I guess kids being kids.
I'm not sure about Mr Wayne, though. Sometimes I feel he doesn't appreciate me and the work I do. Sure, there's more important people in Gotham.This town has good people. People who don't judge, because they all live in houses with glass ceilings. But when those people look up, they deserve to see something good.
My father worked at the glass industry. I was like 9 when we moved. He got a job offer from Wayne industries. I didn't like the town. It's a shithole. but there's plenty of work here in the industry.
I grew up into the family business, I guess. By age 15 I was already pretty good at installing the panes, if not at making them. I also learned where the work is. Museums always need new sets. Every other month, I got called for a museum.
Like, people in this town are really committed to glass dependent architecture. Especially skylights. I don't know why, since this city seems to be in some kind of spooky eternal night. If I was gonna have a Museum here, it's be all steel bars, like a jail. If I had an ice-cream shop it'd be the same. Gotham's too rough a town for so much glass.
Met my wife here. She works replacing windows for cars. We have to make the glass in Gotham. The only thing you can import into this town is crossover events. Still, she gets a lot of work here too.
Sometimes I get called when it's about repairing old, broken buildings. Lots of those in Gotham. And usually all their windows are broken. Mostly I guess kids being kids.
I'm not sure about Mr Wayne, though. Sometimes I feel he doesn't appreciate me and the work I do. Sure, there's more important people in Gotham.This town has good people. People who don't judge, because they all live in houses with glass ceilings. But when those people look up, they deserve to see something good.
I grew up into the family business, I guess. By age 15 I was already pretty good at installing the panes, if not at making them. I also learned where the work is. Museums always need new sets. Every other month, I got called for a museum.
Like, people in this town are really committed to glass dependent architecture. Especially skylights. I don't know why, since this city seems to be in some kind of spooky eternal night. If I was gonna have a Museum here, it's be all steel bars, like a jail. If I had an ice-cream shop it'd be the same. Gotham's too rough a town for so much glass.
Met my wife here. She works replacing windows for cars. We have to make the glass in Gotham. The only thing you can import into this town is crossover events. Still, she gets a lot of work here too.
Sometimes I get called when it's about repairing old, broken buildings. Lots of those in Gotham. And usually all their windows are broken. Mostly I guess kids being kids.
I'm not sure about Mr Wayne, though. Sometimes I feel he doesn't appreciate me and the work I do. Sure, there's more important people in Gotham.This town has good people. People who don't judge, because they all live in houses with glass ceilings. But when those people look up, they deserve to see something good.
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| It was inevitable... |
Working in the irony mines isn't all fun and games. There's a lot of stuff that just passes you by. Like I WANTED to watch Heroes, but I never got around to it. I'm sort of a general geek, but I never got around to getting into Harry Potter, or Fringe, or Battlestar. And I can't blame it on poorness. I COULD just stream it.
Yet there is one show that came so highly recommended, I had to overcome a lifelong bias against the franchise.
You see, I'm not a stranger to girly things. I used to watch Skydancers all the time. And I always pick female characters in fighting games. I have fanart of Wordgirl, for fuck's sake. But I just can't get into this "My Little Pony" Business.
See, when I was young, my Mom bought me and my Brother each a one of them ponies. They weren't nearly as stylized as they are now, though. But my father, worried about this stunting our development, took them away.
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| I think mine was blue, though... |
I went on to do many "gay" things I'm saving for their own series, and grew secure enough on my manliness to wear a T-Shirt with Mandy on it to work. No dice on the ponies though. That franchise was tainted for me.
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| I'm available, ladies... |
But, more than that, I don't need to prove anything. If you guys are recommending me a show with ponies on it, it needs to be more than just good. It needs to knock my fuckin' socks off. Just because Rob Bricken and Chris Sims like it doesn't mean I have to like it.
So I finally caved in, and watched the first ten adventures of Twilight Sparkles, Fluttershy, Applejack, Rarity, Rainbow Dash and the Retard* in the hopes of finding out what the fuzz was about.
And you know what, fuck you guys for being so insecure. It's just an average show! The pastel artwork is nice, the voices are good, Cree Summer is good, the writting is good. It's just a decent show for girls that's sort of tolerable for boys. Is that all? And here I thought you guys where adopting nicknames and stuff for something that's actually really great. Like, they barely fight at all!
How pathetic do you guys get? Lording over us that you like a sorta-good show that happens to be geared towards girls? Why don't you tell people you like something you really shouldn't like, like "A Serbian Film" or "Johnny Test"? Hey, you guys, I like Fefe Dobson! Woooooooo!
So that's it. I am not a bronie, or Brawnie or whatever. I'm not gonna be doing any fanart for this one. I'm just gonna finish all the current episodes, for research. And then go back to stuff where people shoot lasers from their eyes and missiles from their forearms.
*I'm sorry, Pinkie Pie. I know you're actually misunderstood. I love you. Not as much as Applejack, though.And Cree Summer doesn't voice you so... Wha...Hey, buddy, article's over!
Posted by
Batzarro
Wednesday, September 14, 2011
Labels:
animation,
cartoons,
demographic failiure,
gender stuff,
my little pony,
ponies,
ramble
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| It was inevitable... |
Working in the irony mines isn't all fun and games. There's a lot of stuff that just passes you by. Like I WANTED to watch Heroes, but I never got around to it. I'm sort of a general geek, but I never got around to getting into Harry Potter, or Fringe, or Battlestar. And I can't blame it on poorness. I COULD just stream it.
Yet there is one show that came so highly recommended, I had to overcome a lifelong bias against the franchise.
You see, I'm not a stranger to girly things. I used to watch Skydancers all the time. And I always pick female characters in fighting games. I have fanart of Wordgirl, for fuck's sake. But I just can't get into this "My Little Pony" Business.
See, when I was young, my Mom bought me and my Brother each a one of them ponies. They weren't nearly as stylized as they are now, though. But my father, worried about this stunting our development, took them away.
![]() |
| I think mine was blue, though... |
I went on to do many "gay" things I'm saving for their own series, and grew secure enough on my manliness to wear a T-Shirt with Mandy on it to work. No dice on the ponies though. That franchise was tainted for me.
![]() |
| I'm available, ladies... |
But, more than that, I don't need to prove anything. If you guys are recommending me a show with ponies on it, it needs to be more than just good. It needs to knock my fuckin' socks off. Just because Rob Bricken and Chris Sims like it doesn't mean I have to like it.
So I finally caved in, and watched the first ten adventures of Twilight Sparkles, Fluttershy, Applejack, Rarity, Rainbow Dash and the Retard* in the hopes of finding out what the fuzz was about.
And you know what, fuck you guys for being so insecure. It's just an average show! The pastel artwork is nice, the voices are good, Cree Summer is good, the writting is good. It's just a decent show for girls that's sort of tolerable for boys. Is that all? And here I thought you guys where adopting nicknames and stuff for something that's actually really great. Like, they barely fight at all!
How pathetic do you guys get? Lording over us that you like a sorta-good show that happens to be geared towards girls? Why don't you tell people you like something you really shouldn't like, like "A Serbian Film" or "Johnny Test"? Hey, you guys, I like Fefe Dobson! Woooooooo!
So that's it. I am not a bronie, or Brawnie or whatever. I'm not gonna be doing any fanart for this one. I'm just gonna finish all the current episodes, for research. And then go back to stuff where people shoot lasers from their eyes and missiles from their forearms.
*I'm sorry, Pinkie Pie. I know you're actually misunderstood. I love you. Not as much as Applejack, though.And Cree Summer doesn't voice you so... Wha...Hey, buddy, article's over!
Posted by
Batzarro
Labels:
animation,
cartoons,
demographic failiure,
gender stuff,
my little pony,
ponies,
ramble
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