The Mexico of lucha libre films is just about as close to my version of the Promised Land as you can get. I’d gladly turn in our world of turmoil for a world where the biggest news comes when pro wrestlers have to thwart the diabolical scheme of […]
Wired profiles the amazing Lexi Alexander: ‘“In martial arts, for every attack there is a counter you can throw,” she says. “Somebody traps you, you can throw a hook. But there is no counter for bias” in the entertainment business. “You cannot be super nice. You cannot be […]
Friend of the Gutter and TIFF Midnight Madness Blogger Sachin Hingoo writes about the state of wrestling for his “Best of 2016” list at Popshifter. “Fuck everything, right? I remarked to a friend, soon after the reality of 2016’s crushing blows to decency started to set in, that […]
Calvin Kasulke explains the role of object permanence–or the lack thereof–among wrestlers in the WWE.
Andy Kaufman has breakfast with Classie Freddie Blassie in My Breakfast With Blassie (1983) (via @GCDB)
The New Yorker has a profile of Saúl Armendáriz, the luchador Cassandro, and his fellow exóticos of lucha libre. “Exóticos have been around since the nineteen-forties. At first, they were dandies, a subset of rudos with capes and valets. They struck glamour-boy poses and threw flowers to the […]