James O’meara Reviews The Poet & The Cat

The Poet & The Cat 

Directed by Robert Stark

Written by Paul Bingham

Staring: Robert Stark & Charles E. Lincoln II

 

If you’re a fan of losers and serial killers, and enjoy the alt-Right despaircore writings of Andy Nowicki or Paul Bingham, you’ve probably said, “Gee, I wish I could visit them at home, see them writing away on a rickety plywood table under the light in the kitchen, interacting with their cat and drinking a glass of Two Buck Chuck!”

Well, thanks to Robert Stark, and YouTube, now you can!

The Poet & The Cat is stars Robert as the poet undergoing a quarter-life crisis (which is a new one on me, but apparently is a thing), and Charles E. Lincoln II is the cat; that is, the voice of the cat, who sounds distractingly like Judaic radio show crank Mark Levin, especially when he starts ranting in German.  The cat, I mean.

It’s fun to see Robert bring the poetry-scribbling loser to life, and the cat is a hoot as he ventriloquizes Bingham’s bleak worldview.

 

“You’re like a woman, you know.  You come at me shadowboxing, both paws extended; only then do the claws come out, and dig in so deeply.”

 

The “feline Mephistopheles” insistently tries to draw the poet’s thoughts from working his ordinary life problems into art and toward mass murder as the real path to fame, money and women; while constantly becoming distracted by the urge to hunt a mouse or complain about having been fixed.

 

“Just move like a cat. You’re good at that.  All you girlfriends say you can be a creep.”

 

Suffering weltschmerz after reading too many Hopeless Books?  Feeling like a Delta Male after checking out too many man-o-sphere blogs?  Ignore that clickbait at Salon or HuffPo, and go here for a quarter-hour of someone else’s entertaining quarterlife crisis.