Holy Mestizaje, Mr. Spock!!!! #Mextasy Poster Classic

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"The Bad Breath of the Devil Will Make Lupita Steal Again!!" Sigmund Freud's Christmas Nightmare! Mexican Santa! Director: René Cardona's Santa Claus, 1959 {October 1960 (USA)}

original posting 12.9.2011 | updated posting 12.22.2012

Merry Christmas y Feliz Navidad from all the loco agents of desmadres at The Textmex Galleryblog...

More on this "holiday classic" here... Lobby cards from this x-mas "classic" below...

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Feliz Navidad and Merry Christmas from the Tex[t]-Mex Galleryblog

Originally published: 12/22/12 3:46 PM Pacific Standard Time

Wishing you and yours 

a stereotype-free 2014!!!!

Your gift?  The voice

of Speedy Gonzales, Mel Blanc,

crooning a navidad classic,

"The Hat I Got for Christmas is too Big."*

*note: the bizarre lyrics of the

song merely confirm the argument

in Tex[t]-Mex regarding "Mexicans"

as synecdoche for a sordid sort

of sexual potentiality--but I will

hold this comment in reserve

for the rest of the holidays.

Christmas-time Semiotic Legacies of the Mexican Cinema's Golden Age

originally published 12/11/07, 10:16 AM

Tex[t]-Galleryblog would be a Scrooge if it did not share this tasty semiotic artifact I ran across this morning, a lobby card while trawling the visual cultural riches of the internet. Rene Cardona's Santa Claus--think Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer filtered through the mind of a peyote- and absinthe-sodden Ken Russell--is a movie for the ages.

IMDB's listing on this Dante's Inferno-laced holiday classic is here--an Onion review of it is here. Those crazy 'bots on Mystery Science Theater did a send up of Cardona's classic--regular readers of this space who own the DVD are welcome to send me a copy for Christmas, pretty please!

Update:
Holy Mother of God, I have struck the motherload--dig this archive of black & white stills from this glorious and decadent evocation of Santa Claus!

The Tex[t]-Mex Galleryblog: Feliz Navidad and Merry Christmas from the Tex[t]-...

The Tex[t]-Mex Galleryblog: Feliz Navidad and Merry Christmas from the Tex[t]-...: Originally published:  12/22/12 3:46 PM Pacific Standard Time Wishing you and yours  a stereotype-free 2014!!!! Your gift? ...

Louisiana's TURBOSQUID!!!! Yesterday's Most Pathetic Stereotypes Reimagined for the Digital Age of All our Cyber Tomorrows or Need a Sexy Latina or Bandit for your Animated Video

One of the infamous original members of the Taco Shop Poets and co-conspirator (along with Carlos Solorio) on my Mextasy.TV desmadre, Miguel-Angel Soria seems to have nothing else to do but to send me massive amounts of cyber tidbits filled with thrilling stereotype updates from the world of television and film production.  There, nestled in their dens in Hollywood (and Louisiana), these maniacs are busy building the NEXT generation of hot Latina bombshells, the next iteration of Alfonso Bedoya's I-don't-need-no-steenken-badges Mexican bandit.   Go here or here or here for your morning dose of digitally fine-tuned ethnic mannequins or peek above and below!

I love the way the African American digimannequin may be conceived of as a sexy business woman with some professional edge, whilst the winsome Latina lass's only concrete ontological quality is her essential sexyness--no business chops required!  The company that produces these monstrosities is called Turbosquid, out of Louisiana--maybe ace pinhead Bobby Jindal is associated with these cyberdumb rascals

Ack!!!!

 

"I...I'm an Indian, Susan": Yet Another Chapter in the History of Ethnic Americans and the Comics, Native American Edition

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Pappy keeps striking gold over at Pappy's Golden Age Comics Blogzine--this time it's a comic that Fredric "I Killed the Comics with the Comics Code" Wertham took out of context in his anti-comics Inquisition of the 50s. "Forbidden to Love Him," a First Love comic, features a Native American who can pass--a common tale enough in the 50s when anti-miscegenation laws were the order of things in America. The crowd-scene from the climax, opposite, looks like a snapshot from a pro-Trump rally!

Happy Thanksgiving from the Textmex Galleryblog!

Tons of #Mextasy Gigs on the Horizon (plus a lecture on Breaking Bad and Mad Men in Paris!)... The University of Arizona, Tucson; The University of Kansas, Lawrence; Cornell University, Ithaca; EHESS, Paris

Late 2015 and 2016 are gearing up to be a monster--with Textmex/Mextasy presentation/exhibitions and more on the horizon. Go to my vanity site here for all the links/dates

"Spanish John: The Caballero Killer" Latin Lover Sighting! "Spanish" (this time!) or "Mexican" (or Argentine, for that matter)--Yet Another Page in the History of a Stereotype

Just enough time for a quick link to Pappy's cool comics blog for a story from 1948 featuring a dapper "Spanish" Latin Lover (spoiler alert! he may not be "Spanish"). Longtime visitors of this blog are familiar with my familiar reminder that Hollywood and the rest of the entertainment industry are not field-tested, post-poststructuralism Anthropologists--a fancy way of saying that until quite recently, it just did not matter! It's akin to what happens in Southern California where Puerto Ricans, Costa Ricans, (even Brazilians!), are all "Mexican." In any event, this blog is dedicated to tracking the evolution of the Latin Lover stereotype and this tale, from 1948, is killer!

permalink: http://pappysgoldenage.blogspot.com/2012/02/number-1103-gangster-and-gothic-ghastly.html

The History of Weird Tales: The Short Version? They Are Not Weird at All--Merely Compulsively Repeated, Projected Nightmares of Mexicans, Africans, Arabs, Asians, and More Running Off with Gorgeous White Women

It comes as no surprise when the main plot point becomes obvious in Tex[t]-Mex: Seductive Hallucinations of the "Mexican" in America--that the history of Mexican and Latina/o figuration in the cultural space of the United States is an endless loop of hallucinations, fantasies built around fear of miscegenation, promiscuous female sexual want, etc.  The backstory of xenophobia and nativist pandering from Hitler to Trump is merely a projection of genetic pool anxiety--the caucasian nightmare of swarthy n'ere-do-wells frolicking amidst white women's pudenda!

Weird Tales no doubt fueled these fears--fears that echo loudly with 'birthers' rant about taking back their  country, when anti-miscegenation rage (often fueled just by the sight of a biracial body (thanks Obama) or the sound of a Spanish-language accent) takes center stage. Here's wikipedia (give them some money so they stop acting like PBS around pledge-days) on Weird Tales:

Weird Tales is an American fantasy and horror fiction pulp magazine first published in March 1923. It ceased its original run in September 1954, after 279 issues, but has since been revived. The magazine was set up in Chicago by J. C. Henneberger, an ex-journalist with a taste for the macabre. Edwin Baird was the first editor of the monthly, assisted by Farnsworth Wright.[1] The subgenre pioneered by Weird Tales writers has come to be called "weird fiction". The magazine's office were initially at 450 North Michigan Ave, Chicago, but later moved north to 840 North Michigan Ave.[2] {... more} 

Which brings us to a recent posting from the Golden Age Blog--chock full of telling Weird Tales covers; here, the utter fear/desire for S&M-laced sexuality between endangered caucasian lasses and dark-skinned, violent men explodes off the page with pornish regularity.

Warner Innovation Lecture Tomorrow, Wednesday, October 7, 2015 @ SDSU | Department of English and Comparative Literature #digitalhumanities #pedagogy

See you tomorrow @ 2pm @sdsu #sdsudh pic.twitter.com/53F5evYWEu

— William Nericcio (@eyegiene) October 8, 2015

Verónica or Veronica? Mexican-Americans in Archie Comics, Dan DeCarlo, and Mextasy-laced Befuddlements of a Teenager's Libido

Updated 4 October 2015, first published December 2014 

As I have shared before here in these 'pages,' I spent a fair amount of my time growing up in Laredo, Texas, reading comic books--specifically, a lot of Archie Comics.

Dan DeCarlo's Men's Humor Magazine
work--not for Archie Comics!

Many of my obsessions for women were probably inculcated through the india ink wonders that are the magic of Dan DeCarlo--illustrator for Archie, Jughead, Betty & Veronica, and the rest of the Riverdale gang in the Silver Age heydays of the 60s and 70s. Harry Lucey, too, illustrator for my Mextasy homage below, also takes/gets some of the blame!

Back then, though I preferred Betty (she was nicer, and, as a blonde, an exotic for this chubby Mexican-American Laredense), it was Veronica, whose affections I fantasized about. I thought she was Mexican-American, a Latina--at the very least, she sure looked like all the middle and high school girls I was surrounded by at St. Augustine High School in Laredo--those memories still hound my synapses, a Catholic-school altar boy and lecter, surrounded by unthinkably beauty.

And so it is that I dedicate this Mextasy Poster below to Harry Lucey, whose art gave flight to my fantasies, and to Dan DeCarlo, whose ink-bourn dabblings imprinted me forever (and yes, deranged my libido in ways that only Freud--channeling Cantinflas via Rosario Castellanos--could fathom). Veronica Lodge, no doubt, was not Latina, not Chicana, not Tejana--but for me, young, ardent, and filled with visions of fantasized erotic futures, it did not matter.

The Tex[t]-Mex Galleryblog, Eyegiene, and Mextasy are all now on Instagram!

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Demi Lovato, Mexican-American, Latina Celebrity, Nude, in Vanity Fair Magazine or "Who says Latinas/os in Hollywood don't get enough exposure?"

Some of the images are striking, star Demi Lovato fierce, sans makeup...

...others are provocative, still strong, but also very 21st century edgy, "meta"

...the whole premise of the shoot is Lovato's rawness, strength, spontaneity, but there is something else working there as well, the reincarnation of a trope documented throughout Tex[t]-Mex: Seductive Hallucination of the "Mexican" in America. There, illustrated ad nauseum, is revealed the birth of the sexualized, cinematic "Mexican"--an organism whose sexuality comes before the psyche, in fact, a sexuality that is always already writ large, in the genes and on the forehead.

Patrick Ecclesine's photographic collaboration with Lovato reveals a star in metamorphosis and while we cannot look away (nor should we), we should also understand the dynamics of that glance.

See the backstory, with video, here.