We’ve only written about Savoy before in the context of the Obscene Publications Act, Savoy having the dubious honour of suffering the last successful prosecution of literature for obscenity in these isles for Lord Horror – a book now so hard to get hold of, you might want to enter Ballardian’s microfiction competition, where an original file copy is first prize. If you’re not familiar with Savoy’s work, then that interview is a good place to start, as is Bookkake contributor Supervert’s introductory essay Horror Panegyric.
Thanks to the new and wonderful Edible Geography blog for pointing us in the direction of Food + Sex magazine, which launches this month in the US, and worldwide via MagCloud:
Collage art food magazine, Food + Sex, is a combined effort of artists, writers, farmers and foodmakers exploring how desire shapes what we grow, make and eat. By weaving erotic, shocking and thoughtful layers of beauty, wildness and the human spirit, we peer into the fire of hope and fear to find the hidden, seek the cosmic and reflect on the elemental connectedness in life that opens us to new ways of being. Included in its pages are a visual patchwork of uncommon art, essays and excerpts by thinkers, makers and doers from the food underground and beyond.
Regular readers will be aware of Bookkake’s own culinary experimentation, from giant eggs to phallic loaves, so we’re intrigued by such explorations as “human-incubated yoghurt”, “from putrefaction to perfection” and “tripping balls on the magic penis”.
The latter appears to be a retread of the territory covered in this Vice article from a couple of years ago, telling the weird and wonderful tale of the Penis Mushroom developed by various shady mushrom growers from spores collected in Amazonia by Terence McKenna, the original psychedelic mycologist. If there’s a more Bookkake-ish drug, we’ve yet to hear about it.
Posted September 10, 2009 | Comments Off on Food + Sex: Magic Penis Mushrooms and a Very Bookkake Magazine. Tags: foodmagazinemushroomssex
At Bookkake Towers, we have a subscription to the excellent STACK, which pops an interesting independent magazine through our letterbox every month or so. Last month it was the turn of Electric Sheep Magazine, the very Bookkake-appropriate “deviant’s view of cinema”.
The most recent issue takes, er, issue with “Tainted Love”: doomed passions and secret obsessions. Among excellent articles on Berlin cinema and the intricacies of vampire love (spurred by the creepy and rather good-looking Let The Right One In), I got hooked by an article on Tsai Ming-Liang’s The Wayward Cloud. Elena Gorfinkel unpicks the themes of alienation and nihilist sexuality in the Taiwanese director’s work – what she calls his “formalist perversity”.
In the humidity of deep summer, there is a drought—water is scarce, taps have run dry. The city of Taipei has resorted to drinking watermelon juice…. Here is where the brilliance of the scene directly following the opening shot is viscerally felt. We see a woman in a nurse’s outfit lying on a white bed—between her legs is a halved red watermelon, both concealing and transforming (into) her genitalia… Literal and figurative collapse onto each other—as the watermelon gets fingered, licked and juiced by Hsiao-Kang [Lee Kang-sheng], and as his partner, Japanese porn star Sumomo Yozakura, performs her pleasure vocally in concert to the the rythms of the slapping rind against her inner thighs. (If this description reads too disconcertingly fecund, it only evokes the corporeal effect that Tsai’s film produces in the viewer).
No, Ms Gorfinkel, not disconcerting at all, but teasing, yes. Obviously we had to go and find the film immediately, and it’s very good indeed: all long, languorous takes, highly stylised erotic tableaux and minimalist urban fantasy. As well of plenty of sex, involving watermelons, lizard costumes, water-saving showers, song-and-dance routines, and much else. Unlike Ms Gorfinkel, we won’t tease, and the opening scene to which she refers is excerpted below, but we highly advise you to seek out a DVD or screening soon.
The Wayward Cloud is available on DVD in the UK from Axiom Films. Electric Sheep Magazine is a product of the rather wonderful Wallflower Press, a fairly new publisher specialising in cinema and the moving image, and you can treat yourself to regular doses of strange and independent magazines by subscribing to STACK.
Google Alerts are great for tracking peoples’ reactions to Bookkake, and they’re also liberal in the spellings they allow ( “Did you really mean… ?” ), and so we found a direction to Bookcake in our inbox one bright, shiny morning.