Born in Denmark in 1978, John Kenn spends his days writing and directing television shows for kids. When he has time between TV and his twins, he draws his creepy little monster drawings on post-it notes, peeking into a little window into a different world, made entirely on office supplies.
The juxtaposition of cotton candy and sexual assault. Four rebellious lolitas looking to play dress up in their moms thongs. Some get slapped in the face with reality when they realize their little game of Grand Theft Auto doesnt have a restart button and there are consequences for their actions. Others seduced by a life they see glamorized in music videos, far away from their shitty town, take their nihilism by the dick offering themselves up as martyrs to a world that would drive Britney Spears to shave her head.
Maybe its a dream dreamt by Alien during a go at some autoerotic asphyxiation. A possibility albeit a cynical one. The only reason not to believe Aliens affection towards his soulmates was real or valid as the love between Romeo and Juliet would be due to a judgement against him for the company he keeps or an assumption his implied intelligence means hes incapable of profound connection.
If you can look beyond the neon bikinis I think you’ll find this is a truly dark and melancholy meditation on love, rebellion, conformity, and finding your true self. Very universal themes. The kitsch of it all fools you into thinking it’s frivolous candy, but it’s really dark and complex and sad.