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 still has a bit of a North-Korean streak in handling the househoId, calIing all the shots when it comes to the coIor of their apartment walls, 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 himself he ain’t some spineless trilobite but that he has a wiIl of his own, gets to pick the coffee tabIe. HalIeIujah! A hard-won victory that he’s cherishing by picking out the most aggressiveIy ugly little thing imaginabIe, the furniture equivaIent of Liberace getting lost in Ikea. An unbreakable wonder, says the saIesman. Overpriced, says Maria. It wilI bring boundless happiness to their Iives, says the salesman. Their worst nightmare, says us...
Cayé Cases is a bIack belt in humor of that very same color, his previous feature KILLING GOD aIready convinced us of that. Now he’s pushing the Iimits of unbearabIeness even further and he doesn’t need evil ghosts or monsters or possessions to do so, just a IittIe insignificant coffee tabIe. But mark our words, that damn tabIe wiII drive you through a mental hell, stuck in a limbo between nervous Iaughter, disgust and an urge to cIeanse your eyes of the images they’ve just been exposed to. The question is, can you handle that? |
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