I gave it a go with “Chattahoochee” by Alan Jackson:
Well, ding dang doodle dingle dangle doodle
Ding dang dingle dangle doodle dangle
Ding dang doodle dingle Georgia asphalt
Dingle dangle doo but we dangle dingle doo
And “Thunder Rolls” by Garth Brooks:
The dangle rolls
and the dingle strikes
another dingle dangle doo
on a dingle doodle diiiiing
as the dingle doodle doOooo
dangle dingle ding
dingle dangle heart
the dangle rolls
This movie is an onion.
If we’re being charitable in our reading of Bear, he’s only sympathetic because he’s not outright evil. But really he represents a lazy evil that emerges from mediocrity and cowardice. There is a mild redemption arc at work, but the film doesn’t let us accept Bear’s resolution. The audience always knows that he’s not the true victim but the film also makes the point to demonstrate that nothing is ever as straightforward as we want it to be. Watching demands a lot from the viewer.
Tangentially related: Some times your relatives don’t even have to still be in possession of the item any longer to inflate the price and get offended. My mom goes on and on about how much some LP she had when she was 15 would be worth if grandma hadn’t of let it mold in the garage. I looked the album up and if she had a first pressing in mint condition it would be worth a bajillion dollars, but she most certainly played the shit out of a beat up copy of a 14th pressing that isn’t worth shit. Likewise, eBay fucks with their sense of worth, too. My parents will mention something they have being worth a lot of money and I’ll ask how they know only to be hit with “we saw that someone had one of these that went for several thousand.” And of course, looking deeper into unravels the entire plot of why that very not really rare thing sold for an unusually high price 10 years ago during a minor surge in popularity of that thing due to a new media reboot.
Poe’s Law, meet Kafkatrap.
There’s a movement within black metal that calls itself “National Socialist Black Metal” (NSBM). It’s what happens when any group of dickheads insert themselves into an existing scene or genre. Similar thing happened to skinhead punks in England in the 80s.
Some times it boils down to here’s a black metal band comprised solely of neo-Nazis and while they sing songs about trolls and despair they also do Nazi shit in their spare time. This only fuels the assertion you made earlier because a lot of times you can’t even tell they are NSBM from the music, you have to have read an interview, listened to their stage banter, or looked up a list of known NSBM-adjacent bands.