That’s pretty coincidental, because I’m Not-zeeing* this movie when it comes out.
*Monster Q&A
Q: Why the weird spelling here, FLW?
A: Long Answer: Because when I spelled out the word “Nazing,” I was afraid of being hoisted on the very same petard currently occupied by Mr. Von Trier. Short Answer: I pussied out.
“before the declaration about Hitler and Nazism, Von Trier looked happier and more relaxed than he had at any of his previous press conferences at Cannes. He announced that he has broken through his depression and he has stopped drinking”
How does someone “discover” that they are a Nazi? It’s not, like, oh, I just found out my great-great-grandfather was half Portugese. I do not know what that means.
Or is this one of those things where people try to say that Nazism isn’t just about hating Jews? Like when people with Confederate flags on their front lawn insist they’re just big proponents of cotillions and states’ rights? He’s really just a socialist with bad taste in moustaches?
Well, around puberty I discovered I wasn’t attracted to the same things other boys my age were pursuing. I found I was different and I began to explore those differences to learn more about my self….Long Story short (too late!), turns out I’m a Nazi.
Apparently when his mother was on her deathbed she told him that his father was not a Jew but instead a member of the German aristocracy….i.e., a Nazi. So yeah, that’s how you discover you’re a nazi I guess, if you equate being descended from one with being one.
After watching Death Sentence, a terrible movie starring Kevin Bacon as a father in search of vigilante justice directed by Saw's James Wan, Gabe embarked on The Hunt For The Worst Movie of All Time. This is his sad journey.
Von Trier: Cinema’s Greatest Troll.
Mr. Cool Incendiary Joke is the IN YOUR FACE version of Gabe’s monthly comedy show, Mr. Coconuts.
That’s pretty coincidental, because I’m Not-zeeing* this movie when it comes out.
*Monster Q&A
Q: Why the weird spelling here, FLW?
A: Long Answer: Because when I spelled out the word “Nazing,” I was afraid of being hoisted on the very same petard currently occupied by Mr. Von Trier. Short Answer: I pussied out.
We missed you, Frank. Oh so much.
“before the declaration about Hitler and Nazism, Von Trier looked happier and more relaxed than he had at any of his previous press conferences at Cannes. He announced that he has broken through his depression and he has stopped drinking”
Maybe he should start again?
Dude just walked away with the Palme d’SHUT UP.
I”ll show him my Palme D’Or. I’ll show him right in the face. (I’m talking about slapping him, FYI).
Talk to the Palme d’Or, because the face doesn’t wanna hear it.
Cannes seems to bring out the absolute worst in people.
I think breathing brings out the worst in those people.
Joke or not, Antichrist was my eyeballs’ own personal Holocaust.
Not many people know it, but the Führer was a great Dancer in the Dark.
Argh! *terrific
Quote fail!
He stole that joke from Louis C.K.
“Nazis tend to do things on a grander scale”
Yes. A grand and epic scale of 6 million if were going to really get into it. Go to bed Lars and never wake up.
I was hoping for someone to remind me whether Hitler was good or bad. I can never remember.
Fuhrer rhymes with Trier. Must be true!
i had to image search Tyler to make sure that’s who that was. being old and out of touch sucks.
Lars just needs some “swag” beats to soundtrack his next bigoted rant and he’ll be excused by 90% of the pop-culture internet!
“Hey, check out this story about Lars Von Trier!” – Mel Gibson’s Facebook, Twitter, blog
How does someone “discover” that they are a Nazi? It’s not, like, oh, I just found out my great-great-grandfather was half Portugese. I do not know what that means.
Or is this one of those things where people try to say that Nazism isn’t just about hating Jews? Like when people with Confederate flags on their front lawn insist they’re just big proponents of cotillions and states’ rights? He’s really just a socialist with bad taste in moustaches?
Well, around puberty I discovered I wasn’t attracted to the same things other boys my age were pursuing. I found I was different and I began to explore those differences to learn more about my self….Long Story short (too late!), turns out I’m a Nazi.
Apparently when his mother was on her deathbed she told him that his father was not a Jew but instead a member of the German aristocracy….i.e., a Nazi. So yeah, that’s how you discover you’re a nazi I guess, if you equate being descended from one with being one.
And, thankfully for many Germans who put much stock in what I think, I do not.
Weird story, though. Of all the deathbed confessions.
“No artificial lighting for you!”
(That one’s for all the Dogme 95 and Seinfeld fans out there)
I guess I’ll have to give you one downvote and one upvote.
Trier makes ridiculous statement at Cannes to promote his new stuffy pseudo-psychological art film. What’s new?