SuperClash or the Invasion? Fear of Impact Wrestling. Fear of Becoming an AEW Blog.

*Blog post started on December 3, 2020.

I like to use the "Rule of Three" when it comes to titling blog posts. Perhaps that is just a need to feel clever. It is also a lifesaver when the posts are more observational instead of critical. Throw a "Fuck, Marry, Kill" implication about the topics, and it presents the illusion that everything will make sense.

I think having some really oddball to throw into a title as a means to spur interest. When the default is "Fear of Impact Wrestling and Becoming an AEW Blog", it is not going to encourage any of my non-wrestling-fan readers to check it out. What else do I fear right now? My parents' fate when it comes to COVID? That seems a little too soon to take a comedic spin on.

It sounds like they are doing fine. They are still driving my once infected sister to her job at the hospital. I feel like everything will work out for the best. But without any certainty of how things will turn out, making jokes is tough. The best effort came from my little brother's response to mom's recent positive test with how we will be avoiding "Rona House". My poetic brain replied to the message with the alliterative "Call it COVID Casa", but then the Patrick Swayze/"Family Guy" reference to the 1989 classic was apparent. Or at least I hope it was.

Humor is something that I must always have at my side. It is tough for me to be immediately humorous when coming off a significant day in pro-wrestling. Things were so much easier when it came to wit and grappling. My time as heel commentator in Peoria Wrestling when my wrist was broken or when I had to write articles for Next Generation Wrestling's website about their knock off WWE storylines. With the latter, wit was needed to make sure that we were not appearing to be a sample of WWE light. Thanks Paul Heyman and Joey Styles for showing me how to be hip.

All Elite is not my product, so unless there is crap wrestling, I cannot make jokes. That is a statement to the brilliance of the product. The only joke that has been made about the product is, "has anyone filled out a missing person's report for the AEW Women's Division". Is it really a valid comment when they have the top female performer in the Western Hemisphere and perhaps Japan?

 

The Current Undisputed Disgruntled Real Championship Wrestling Champions:

For those who claim "Championship Wrestling Champion" is redundant, remember that WCW and ECW would have to write it out the same way. Now I realize that Xtreme Professional Wrestling did one think wiser than Paul Heyman.

47th and Current DRCW Real Women's World Champion:

All Elite Wrestling Women's World Champion Hikaru Shida

(Reign began on October 25, 2020 from Smackdown Women's Champion Bayley)

 

I have a feeling the Sasha Banks will become the champion soon. With a character like Abadon as Shida's next challenger, a clean title defense would ruin her challenger. If Abadon fails to look strong, Banks is going to need a long reign to take the Real World Championship.

48th and Current DRCW Modern Poser Champion:

WWE Universal Champion Roman Reigns (2)

(Reign began on August 30, 2020 from Bray "The Fiend" Wyatt)

Nick Aldis's 700+ day reign as NWA World Champion and Drew McIntyre's indie credentials keep the Universal Championship from becoming a possible title for the best male performer in wrestling. Good on WWE for trying by always having the WWE Champion lose to the Blueniverse in the annual Champion vs. Champion bout.

150th and Current DRCW OCHO Champion:

(IC/US/TV/N. American/National/TNT/X-DIV)

WWE Intercontinental Champion Sami Zayn

(Reign began on November 9, 2020 from AEW TNT Champion Cody Rhodes)

He is currently the most interesting secondary champion to watch. With Darby Allin looking on to Sting or the FTW (older concepts), WWE has a chance to bring fresher and more legitimate match ups on Friday nights.

148th and Current DRCW Real World Tag Team Champions:

AEW World Tag Team Champions Nick and Matt Jackson, The Young Bucks (3)

(Reign began on November 9, 2020 from Dax Harwood and Cash Wheeler, FTR)

 

90th and Current DRCW Real World World Champion:

All Elite Wrestling World Champion Kenny Omega (2)

(Reign began on  December 2, 2020 from John Moxley)

 

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Return of the SuperClash or The Invasion???

The NWA is letting the United Wrestling Network feature their top prize, the NWA World Heavyweight Championship. Impact has been trying to maintain alliances through out its entire existence. These companies are just trying to stay relevant like World Class Championship Wrestling, the American Wrestling Association, and the Continental Wrestling Association were when the WWF was going national and the Jim Crockett Promotions was purchasing the failed territories that would make of Ted Turner's WCW base. This leads me to feel like AEW developing a working relationship with Impact Wrestling as a desperate move.

See arguments that I think Tommy Dreamer concurs with at DRCWwrestling.blogspot.com.

Inferno - Witches and the Sweet Vengeance for Drowned Cats

 

The film that is about to be reviewed is 1 hour and 46 minutes long. It is being featured because it is the first sequel to one of the greatest horror movies of all time, Dario Argento's "Suspiria" (Luca Guadagnino's 2018's re-imagining of this film is worthwhile as well). As I established in my blog, "Kickboxer: Retaliation" How to Warrant 110 Minutes and I, the Retarded Garland", a sequel can deserve more time than its predecessor because we want the previous world to be expanded. This is a far better example of the concept than the "Kickboxer" franchise. With that said, I am still shivering in anticipation for the conclusion to the latest Kurt Sloane trilogy.

European directors tend to want to capture everything on film. Many times, they shoot to the point of boredom. Francois Truffaut's "The 400 Blows" is beautiful, but it takes forever to get going. Nothing of notes happens in that film's first half. It is like watching a Monet dry. We appreciate it, but we want to load it on the truck now.

Italian horror and its godfather Dario Argento (perhaps the most subtle of the genre's directors) have similar tendencies. Argento is in love with his vision (He is never afraid to tell critics and actors that.), but the stories he offers to express it can be hit or miss. Fortunately, he would rather show a gimp being eaten by rats than a child on a carnival ride playing hooky. If only Truffaut would have had the child ground in the centrifuge's gears.

"Inferno" is the story of the youngest and cruelest of the three mothers, Mater Tenebrarum (Mother of Darkness). Rose is a poet that lives in an old building in New York whom, after reading the book "The Three Mothers", suspects she is living in that witch's home. She puts it upon herself to explore the building's basement where she finds an underwater ballroom with a corpse floating around in it. This leaves her desperate for her brother Mark to return from Rome to help unravel the mystery.

Unbeknownst to Rose, Mark is dealing the mystery that is Mater Lachrymarum (Mother of Tears) the most beautiful and powerful of the mothers. After receiving the letter from his sister, he seems to be stalked by that witch, and his friend are becoming her latest victims.

Can these modern siblings solve the mystery behind these grisly occurrences, or are they going to be additional casualties to the ancient sisters' evil ways?

"Inferno" does not offer much when it comes to story. The tale establishes that all the characters are seen as disposable, so we will wait around to see who makes it out alive. Any other narrative shortcomings are conquered by Argento's directorial style, and his efforts in creating beautiful and nightmarish visuals are remarkable.

The submerged ballroom (His homage to his once one of a kind classic "Suspiria's" use of bright and limited primary colors) and effects inspired by Mario Bava, justify filming the entire feature in Rome. This effort is as valid as Jeff Bridges's performance being the only reason to see "Crazy Heart". Talent can conquer almost any limitations.

If there is a genuine reason to be disappointed, it is that it may not be shocking enough when it is compared to other Italian horror legends like Lucio Fulci. There are no victims who fight back, and little worthwhile gore. It is artistic, but not disgusting.

This is an Italian film. We deserve at least an image that reminds us of "Zombi 2". It must be why "Mother of Tears" was so over the top. Argento was apologizing for the lack of nightmare future in that film's predecessors.

If you are a fan of sheer directorial talent, Dario Argento's "Inferno" is a prime example of what can be done with only a premise. Argento is a demanding auteur who may have been a generation too old to serve as an ideal music video director. If only he could have got into that realm of film making if only to bury Russell Mulcahy in the sands that his feature find so necessary to feature.

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