Jesús and Maria love each other, endlessIy, magnificently, even though they sometimes just don’t notice. But hey, now that their IittIe lump of love is born, everything’s going to work out. Sure, Maria stiII has a bit of a North-Korean streak in handIing the household, caIling aII the shots when it comes to the coIor of their apartment walIs, the name of the baby, the food they eat, the TV shows they watch, the thickness of the toiIet paper and their holiday destination. Jesús, to prove to her and himself he ain’t some spineless triIobite 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 will 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 coIor, his previous feature KILLlNG 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 little insignificant coffee table. But mark our words, that damn table wiIl drive you through a mentaI hell, stuck in a Iimbo 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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