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I borrowed the first 6 issues of this of a mate a few days ago. Very odd I thought, I can understand why people don't like it but I thought it was okay - reserving judgement at the moment. Well, actualy I'm a sucker for full on qliphotic magicky weirdness type stuff so I'm the target audience, probably. First thing that struck me was the art - I thought it was fucking amazing, so detailed and strange, really beautiful. The overall tone of the issues I've read reminded me of William Burroughs - body process configured as horror and the cut up nature of the narrative. Don't know if anyone has commented so in the threads so far but this seemed to be the central concern - actually I don't know if "concern" is the right word, 'cos he doesn't provide any answers, just sniffs around the issues - but to state the extremely bleedin' obvious, the series seems concerned in some way we how we approach our own waste and taboos, the horrific aspect to embodied existence, sex, disease, waste etc. This is all qliphotic stuff, not in the classical Hebrew Qabalistic sense, but in the sense of horror and decay. The qabalistc writings of Kenneth Grant are delving into the same areas - there's a scene in an issue of the Invisibles which I think is inspired by Grant, shows a little semi-detached house at De Sade's place in France, where people are investigating the dark messy shit in our psyche. A nameless female character is cured of a tumour in her breast through investigation of this stuff. Seems to me like "The Filth" is a trip through the doorway of this house, whatever his reasons are for this, I dunno - some sort of personal imperative, I'd imagine. Perhaps it was coming up in his life or dreams or wherever he gets his creative inspiration from.
To really get on the train to pretentiousville, it reminded me of The Sacred Magick of Abramelin the Mage the classical invocation of the Holy Guardian Angel. After succeeding in this operation, the supplicant is supposed to immeadiately invoke the 4 demonic princes that control all the nasty shit in the world. This seems an allegory to me of the need to balance yourself, after reaching up to heaven, reaching back down to hell. If the Invisbles was the big grand project, the magumn opus, perhaps this represents getting down and dirty with ya body? All the stuff that gets left out? I don't know - this doesnt' make it any more fun to read though, but I liked it - can anyone link to any interviews or quotes where he talks about the motivation behind the series? Looking forward to the trade. |
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