The Shape of Shite

I'm in no mood to write lucidly.  I don't know if I can form a coherent statement, but I am hot, aggravated, and tired of the Fayettevillle "Death Ray."  Others I see around me look similar.  Their eyes are taxed, their emotions wrought, and their demeanor one of survival.  Fayetteville is HOT, hot from its "Death Ray."  How is it possible that it can be 65 degrees one day and 11 the next?  How could have Mother Nature run so awry that she cannot control her temperature?  How do the plants know when to bloom, when to pollinate, and when to go dormant, when the temperatures are all over the place.  Ask Trump.  Ask Guillermo Del Toro, the director of "The Shape of Water."  How can you include every revolting sexist stereotype in a film and have it be revered by the masses, nominated for awards, and heralded as art?  Rapidly I am learning about Trump America, white America, elitist America where everyone seems to believe everyone should own a Negro.  How could one not be revolted at the sexist behavior in "The Shape of Water?"  "I still have my thumb, my trigger finger, and my pussy finger?"  "Why am I interviewing the people that swab the piss, and the shit?"  That the New York Times or the Washington Post can say this is a wonderful film, a dreamy, clever homage to American cinema?  The embodiment of white supremacist America by a Mexican director, surely he has danced for his supper and the plantation owners are clapping.  "Bring me another nigger to dance for me!"  "The Shape of Water" is worse than a Beanarritu bought and paid for DeCaprio Emmy.  Repugnant characters, stereotypical Little Rascal cameos, and racists undertones.  Was it a satire?  Was it a parody?  For the New York Times and the Washington Post to sing its praises so highly, it only could have been.  Who would laugh at Fascism on the screen?  Those ignorant enough not to understand it gross implications?  Trump America?  Yes Indeed.  If The Academy saw fit to reward the most amateurish soundtrack of 2017 to "La La Land" (and it is no surprise seeing its competition), then this vote paved the way for the most ridiculous, cheesiest, and infuriating film in years.  "La La Land" was insulting, with its cruise ship musical score and amateur production.  Maybe it had a story, but Del Toro's take on the "Swamp Thing" or "Creature from the Black Lagoon" was as self indulgent as "Showgirls."  With no plot, intrigue, surprise, or mystery, "The Shape of Water" was a comic book, a graphic novel meant for children, but who in America would let their children see that?  Masturbating in a bathtub in the first five minutes of the film?  The most low ball ethnic jokes found of the floor of the toilet the maids cleaned?  How anyone agreed to be a part of such a mockery of America, well they are limping to the bank.  Bad dog.  Bad dog.  Bad Del Toro.  Go back to Mexico and give your own country a bad name for a while.  America demands better from you.