Farewell to the Flesh

No doubt there are people out there reading my blog who share many of my tastes -- after all, you're reading my blog, which means either you are twisted and share some of my tastes or you are just twisted -- and as such, you've been watching Carnivale (on The Movie Network up here, HBO down there). Let me just say, I love this show, which means it's not going to see more than a single season. I've seen criticism here and there, mostly saying that the debut was boring, which I can certainly understand. It's slow-paced, gives the atmosphere of a plot of molasses being poured through a four-holed vermicelli strainer, is seemingly playing with the typical "good vs. evil" conventions of this sort of thing, and honestly does feel like someone fell asleep during Twin Peaks and during a sort of half-daze, blurred it together with Grapes of Wrath. Maybe I'm just off in the head, but I like that. To me, it seems like something Clive Barker would come up with, we just need a few more bear attacks and bondage.