The lighter side of Josef Fritzl’s cousin

D|o|G, 2017 | Med en uindpakket og dog gådefuld henvisning til selve Helvede præsenterer D|o|G – Diaper of Glory – sit seneste bidrag til den internationale storkunsts udvikling i det, der allerede nu er slutningen af det 21. århundredes andet årti. Midt i en tid, der igen må indkalkulere risikoen for en kernevåbenkrig, indskriver D|o|G sig dermed i en tradition, som med sine dunkle allusioner til en by i Inferno trækker tråde til Dante Alighieris middelalderlige storværk Den guddommelige komedie såvel som John Miltons noget senere Paradise Lost. I det gustne lys under en dyster og dog håbefuld himmel tænder digteren sin fakkel, åbner regnskabsbogen og kalder slægten frem for at besvare spørgsmål, der i en stadigt mere ansvarsløs verden ikke vil synes lette eller behagelige.

The lighter side of Josef Fritzl’s cousin

A wholeheartedly bad idea of molestation became a sunny outdoor event for people who like folklore music in the middle of the beautiful city of Hell.

I chew the legs off of fully grown fronting bandana-wearing sperm cells and replace them with infected, cocaine filled dvd cases.

What would be your favourite scenario?

Having the choice of being a good and clean citizen of the world or a new sober and clean type of modern day torture?

Either way, I for one am pretty sure that the answer lies in the bowel of a concubine-bleeding Kinder Egg purse.

Hey now, there is no need to do that!

You know I only promote movies, in which I am sure that every single cast member died on the first day of shooting, so please leave me to it.

10, 20 or maybe 30 years ago I was born, only to be killed and resurrected 500 times over the course of 19 minutes on a Thursday last spring, so I am pretty sure I am entitled to operate any machinery with my anus.

Remember to drown anyone, if you for whatever reason didn’t catch what they said properly.

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