Month: August 2014

August 30, 2014 /

I’m struggling to read wrestling these past couple weeks. Sure, one week I was out in the sticks without even a viable internet connection, so that threw me off my rhythm. But the more pressing problem is the shite state of affairs in the current threads of WWE’s narrative. I’ve been listening to some podcasts. It’s not just me. I’m feeling stagnant, and the smarks are getting ticked off. We’re all starting to balk about…

August 28, 2014 /

VICE has an interview with Werner Herzog entitled “Werner Herzog Has a Lot of Time For WrestleMania”, in which the luminary German documentary filmmaker cops to being a wrestling fan: I take it you don’t consume much pop culture? Not very much, no. Well, I look with great interest at phenomena like WrestleMania. Or I used to watch the Anna Nicole Smith Show because there was a very strange cultural shift there. I go to…

August 26, 2014 /

I have never had even the tiniest shred of interest in Mark Henry until he came out and lectured Rusev about disrespect and all that. In particular, I thought this was a brilliant line: “Listen up, boy…” And then, to Lana, “…and maybe you can translate what ‘boy’ mean to me.” It was such a profound idea I almost wondered if I heard him correctly. And I started to ponder how, if I were Lana,…

August 24, 2014 /

I’m back, frazzled by the trappings of civilization, and stunned by the brutality of Summer Slam. I thought surely Cena would at least put up a fight! So, where do we go from here? Who will find Brock Lesnar’s Achilles heel? Somebody has to, don’t they? Otherwise things will get boring pretty quick. A villain who cannot be stopped pretty much kills a story. I still need to catch up on this week’s Raw and…

August 13, 2014 /

Dear Friends of this Blog, I figure there are about 3-5 of you — so good to see your hits here and there! Thank you for reading my thoughts and for reading wrestling with me! I regret to report that I will be away from the internet this weekend and all next week. Such unfortunate timing! I will miss Summer Slam, and by the time I’m back online and caught up with all the action…

August 12, 2014 /

What are the implications of Cena making his match with Lesnar about defending the entire history of professional wrestling? Is that not a tall order for tween Cena? Donning Hulk’s colors and all? Is perhaps Hulkamania truly immortal? Is he in fact a god to us? Hulk may be the most unique character in wrestling history. Discuss. Brock Lesnar is a scary motherfucker. Discuss. What Shakespeare play will Cena’s battle with Brock Lesnar be? Will…

August 11, 2014 /

Another stunning conflict to emergence from the diva pool stocked mostly with fun but shallow hotties is Brie Bella and her rather archetypal confrontation with Stephanie. We don’t often see women arising to epic in the literary sense, but here we have David’s young wife taking on the unsurmountable Mrs. Goliath. The calf butting the oak tree, in Solzhenitsyn’s terms. Brie is now being cast as an upstart heroine and a rebel dissident. She is…

August 9, 2014 /

There’s a new meme for Dean Ambrose: a sudden change from the lunatic brawler, which he was just too much of a heartthrob to really sell. Someone perhaps got wise and realized they were on the verge of squandering their gold with him. The concept thrown out there tonight is that Dean Ambrose “thinks with his heart, not his head.” Now this is very interesting, and it’s deliberate. Seth Rollins said it in the middle…

August 6, 2014 /

I am taking my time to find my place as a semiotic wrestling critic in the blogosphere, and to find like minds on Twitter. I haven’t yet found anyone doing exactly what I’m doing, but I do find the occasional tweet of a kindred spirit, like this one: Mr. Not PG! @WWEThatsNotPG Follow AMBROSE TROLLING ROLLINS IS PERFECTION. IT IS EVERYTHING AND ANYTHING 6:52 PM – 4 Aug 2014 Yes. Ambrose is the sublime. Everything…

August 6, 2014 /

 On Gods and Men   Randy Orton now like a John Hughes princely bad boy thug Tybalt in Roman Reigns face, never again, boy, Never again! He growls, with those godlike tattoos, more a fiery, arrogant deity, the kind that thunders down his wrath, Thor or maybe Zeus, slamming forth a hurricane on the old world warrior hero, dark handsome chivalrous police state thug gone rogue, resolved now like a knight to stand for truth…