Being booked on Brain Rot wrestling, such an upgrade
This shit is legitmately so fucking funny, all those people complaining about Andrade being "fumbled" in AEW only for WWE to do even less with him and throw him on the twitter championship wrestling match for 3 minutes.
Fuck me man, aw it's great, he's done fuck all this year as a wrestler.
Twisted Metal is a show that engenders a desire to seriously engage with, like, the themes and shit, while also engendering an equally strong desire not to because it's saturated in the Deadpool/Zombieland sort of house style that'd normally be a signal that it's safe to turn my brain off. Sweet Tooth's entire deal is a major example of this. To an extent his backstory feels like a topical Asylum-style riff on Jupe's backstory from Nope. I mean it is that, on some level, almost certainly. But it also coheres, with the project of the setting- when you've got a protagonist who's put through the wringer as a post-apocalyptic doordash driver, and a deuteragonist who was the victim of a sunbelt migrant-powered service economy that's abandoned all pretense of not being literal slavery, Sweet Tooth serves as the celebrity entry on that throughline- a child actor of no actual talent funneled into the business by abusive parents who viewed him as a meal ticket at best, and sequestered him in an asylum for life when he inevitably snapped and was of no further use to them. Except that every single beat of that plot is presented in the usual over-the-top comedic tongue-in-cheek don't-analyze-this-too-closely register, even though it stands up when you do analyze it closely. Possibly what's happening is I'm just very unused to seeing that house style deployed in service of something besides itself, I dunno.