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thoughts?

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6LYo3dJwC70

>> No.17985151

wonder what Bukowski would think about this

>> No.17985232

White women will hate him because of this lol. But I've always loved him and this only helps.

>> No.17985259
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>>17985130
> Feels the need to publicize his suicidal tendencies in class.

>> No.17985288

>>17985232
Did you not see that girl at the end? she wanted to lick his taint on the spot.

>> No.17985299

>>17985130
is that sigur ros in the background lmao

>> No.17985346
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Unironically a terrible reading. Reading Bukowski aloud is hard, but his delivery kills the flow of the poem, and completely fails to capture the force and feeling. Also
>Bukowski is now normie bait

>> No.17985367

>>17985232
White women will complain about men into entry level lit and then gush about twinks like Chalamet with the exact same if not worse taste

>> No.17985400

>>17985346

Bukowski has always been normie. His appeal is entirely limited to insecure suburban white undergrads who just figured out at the age of 20 that things cost money.

>> No.17985420

>>17985259
haha imagine licking Victoria Justice's underboob...

>> No.17985445

>>17985400
>His appeal is entirely limited to insecure suburban white undergrads
I lived near the suburbs in the bay for 4 years, and never met a single person that even knew about him. By contrast, he's weirdly well known and liked in Eastern Europe. My Soviet grandpa loved him, and I think the North Macedonians have a stamp with him on it

>> No.17985475

>>17985130
gay movie gay actor gay author

>> No.17985477

Movies about books and/or authors are so fucking cringe.

>> No.17985524
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>>17985420

haha I can imagine it very well.

>> No.17985575

>>17985445

>in the bay

As in San Francisco? The Bay Area? If so I find your claim highly dubious, he's revered as a god by yuppies.

>> No.17985584

>>17985445

>a chronic alcoholic is well known and liked in Eastern Europe

There are no words for the intensity of surprise I am feeling

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>>17985130
Stupid cringe twink idiot

>> No.17985692

>>17985575
Yeah. I lived about an hour's time on a train from SF itself. No one knew him, say for an English teacher and a friend of mine

>> No.17985745

>>17985692

More like they were all embarrassed to admit they went through their Bukowski phase and felt it was easier to pretend they didn't know him.

>> No.17985775

this is a
poem
by
rupi
kaur

this woman
saved my life
mull
ti
ple
times

i was taking
the
bus
and
a boy sits next
to me
he looks up to me
and says
hey now
you're an allstar
get your game on
go play
Hey now
you're a rock star
get the show on
get paid
And all that glitters is gold
Only shooting stars break the mold

As I got off the bus
I thought bus hard about
what
that boy told me

that boy
saved my life

>> No.17985783
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>>17985745
>I say something is so, so it MUST be so
>what do you mean, i have no idea what I'm talking about?
>all the hecking guplerinos online love him, that must be how it works, i need to feel superior
Okay

>> No.17985807

>>17985130
man longboards around campus and worships bukowski in movie. So what? there’s gotta be one of these at every university, right?

>> No.17985845

>>17985783

>I live within an hour of fucking City Lights, the literal heart of the Beat movement Bukowski was reluctantly attached to, but somehow have never interacted with more than two people who claim to have known his works
>Yes, he worked and lived a few hundred miles away and frequently gave readings across the state, but I swear nobody I talk to claims to have ever heard of him

Maybe you just don't interact with a lot of people, Anon

>> No.17985877

>>17985845
>I lived where author lived
>the entire city must wake up praying to an icon of him, because he lived here
No, anon. I actually go outside, unlike you. I'm not saying no one there knows him, just not nearly as many people as you say. Also, why would people be embarrassed to know about him, if also everyone totally knows and loves him? Which one is it?

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If the term "cultural appropriation" ever drifts away from SJWs so that it regains any semblance of meaning, by the looks of it that movie would probably be an example of it. A significant portion of Bukowski's literary credibility comes from the same place as the trope of someone from the upper class being rejuvenated by slumming it with the lower class.

But to be fair, how many people will have the lifestyle credibility of Bukowski and be interested in reading poetry? I'm willing to guess that people who have Temp Agency jobs on their resume and people who go to poetry readings don't have much overlap.

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>>17985151
>>17985232
>>17985259
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>>17985775

>> No.17986154

test

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>>17985130
>It literally saved my life multiple times

>> No.17986714

>>17985232
Women will make mean comments but secretly lust him like crazy.

>> No.17987003

>>17986053
this. what the fuck do upper class suburbanite twinks have in common with Bukowski other than juvenile angst