Wednesday, December 05, 2012

Angry Samoans, "They Saved Hitler's NSFW" (1982)

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Because I love "They Saved Hitler's Cock" as much for the words as anything, I will start there. It clocks in at only 1:40 but a lot is packed in, though it wanders a bit: "They saved Hitler's cock, They hid it under a rock. / I discovered it, last night. I couldn't even, believe my eyes. / If Hitler's cock could start to talk, it would say: To kill today. / If Hitler's cock could choose its mate, it would ask, for Sharon Tate!" There's more—offensive, vulgar, corny, slapped together, fucked up on so many levels it's hard to know where to start. A cheap shot at movies so bad they're good, or maybe a play for that audience, then much in thrall to They Saved Hitler's Brain and Plan 9 From Outer Space. And they could have saved Hitler's anything but they choose his cock, which is incoherent. They hid it under a rock, presumably because that rhymes. Later they go too far, as the Angry Samoans will. They have to make it erect, they have to drop the name of the Resnais documentary, so on so forth, but it doesn't matter because the song is over and done so fast. This is the Angry Samoans way—fast, raw, and funny. Somehow it works. I particularly like the way Hitler's cock is endowed with a personality. It seems to be a bit of a Sid Vicious kind of character—loutish, vaguely stupid, totally committed, and somehow charismatic. Of course, to "choose its mate, it would ask, for Sharon Tate!" And, of course, if it "could talk, it would say: To kill today." It's Hitler's cock, for Pete's sake! What do you think, it's going to stick a flower stem in your gun barrel?

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