BingoWaders's movie Reviews on Newgrounds

[The Tale of Tomar the Terrible (An Oney Plays Sea Shanty feat. @Sockhampton )]

Ha! Used to run a rig on the landlubbers with this chantey whenever me crew rested on port. Scared them white as a seagull's chest, it did! 'Course the tale is pure folly, no such dreadful pirate ever sailed these seas. Wait a jiffy me thinks I hear footsteps on the deck, Oh Neptune, strike me down... I think it's him...

[meow mix]

Oh saw this a while ago on youtube! didin't know you were here also. I love this psychodelic dial-up mash of dopamine overdosing

[Real Life]

I liked this series very very very much

[Just Checkin']

Unmatched expressiveness-to-polygon ratio. Always a treat to see one of your audios elevated to the visual dimension. The way xero decided to animate the jingle fucked me up severely

[Toes [The Animation]]

cool animation. reminds me of the time i found the creature

[RAGNAHÖSS]

wait a minute... that can't be how it happened

Tiny responds:

The scriptures have foretold it since days of old

[The Boys Club]

i really like how fluid the puppet animations are, so much personality on the eye language. probably won't get frontpaged cause of dick & penis, but it totally should.

[Norman Bread Review]

NihahoAvocado... (laugh track ensues. Just a few shy giggles at first, gradually the people around them start to chuckle. over the course of a few seconds the whole theatre is laughing. I comically bow and bask for my few moments of glory. This goes on for a few minutes, but the crowd's laughter never decreases in intensity. The curtain finally closes, when they keep cheering it opens again for the curtain call. I bow again, the crowd keeps laughing. It's louder now, much louder. The glory moment has passed. It's been close to an hour at this point, and the audience's volume is somehow always louder than the moment before. The stage is rumbling. It's too much, I cover my ears and walk out of stage. but the sound still manages to penetrate into the backstage with the same intensity. The people laugh harder than before. my vision begins being covered in a red tint. My ears are wet with something. hard to know what since i can't hear my own thoughts anymore. the Crowd cheers. my skull shakes by their voice.)

[But We're Strangers]

Very glad to see your stuff here! You are welcomed as a legend and will be worshipped like a god.

[look what Bill did...]

In this piece we see Bill, who has decided to welcome a colony of bees to reside inside his home. Bill can be seen in an agitated mood when he's first introduced, addressing the viewer to inform them of his situation. Intent spectators will notice the contradiction between his disposition and the fact he claims he himself had "turned his house into a beehive". This leads to the obvious question, why would someone willingly turn their living situation into a state which they abhor?
In the next scene, however, we see our protagonist exuberantly living inside the house, surrounded by bees and honey as he indulges in his implied alcoholism and sleeps through the day. It should be noted that the inside of his home is in a complete state of disarray and disrepair, beside the obvious presence of the insects, while the exterior shown in the previous shot appears as a normal middle-class residence. The lawn is even well mantained.
In the following scene, Bill no longer addresses the viewer, and, in a still enraged demeanour, makes a joke out of honey, which seems to hint yet again at a strong resent to his current situation which he has put himself in. This is followed by a short closeup of him in a drowsy (probably drunk) state. These series of events could mean that he escapes from the responsibility of his actions and the reality of his situation by drinking. He'd rather disconnect himself than pull his life together.
In the closing shot Bill screams at the world, cursing his situation, still surrounded by bees. It's left up to interpretation whether this means he has finally had enough of the direction of his life or he is doomed to repeat his cycle of anger and vice for the rest of his life.

I think the moral of this tale is that he turned his house into a beehive.

Yarvus responds:

this made me : D