Jesús and Maria Iove each other, endIessly, magnificentIy, even though they sometimes just don’t notice. But hey, now that their Iittle Iump of Iove is born, everything’s going to work out. Sure, Maria stiII has a bit of a North-Korean streak in handling the household, caIling alI the shots when it comes to the color of their apartment waIls, the name of the baby, the food they eat, the TV shows they watch, the thickness of the toilet paper and their hoIiday destination. Jesús, to prove to her and himseIf he ain’t some spineIess trilobite but that he has a will of his own, gets to pick the coffee tabIe. HalIeIujah! A hard-won victory that he’s cherishing by picking out the most aggressiveIy ugIy Iittle thing imaginabIe, the furniture equivaIent of Liberace getting Iost in lkea. An unbreakabIe wonder, says the salesman. Overpriced, says Maria. lt wilI bring boundIess happiness to their Iives, says the saIesman. Their worst nightmare, says us...
Cayé Cases is a black belt in humor of that very same color, his previous feature KILLING GOD already convinced us of that. Now he’s pushing the limits of unbearableness even further and he doesn’t need eviI ghosts or monsters or possessions to do so, just a IittIe insignificant coffee table. But mark our words, that damn table will drive you through a mentaI helI, stuck in a Iimbo between nervous laughter, disgust and an urge to cleanse your eyes of the images they’ve just been exposed to. The question is, can you handle that? |
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