Rick and Morty really opened up my senses, and I'd like to call it a postmodern masterpiece, an "art" that truly embodies the postmodern spirit. However, looking back, is there still art in postmodernity? My idea is that there is no such thing as art in the traditional sense. The so-called "spread of technology and reset of humanities" is just the same thing. It has been greatly reset, and we only have monster art, dismemberment art, and art playthings with elements, and Rick and Morty embody this postmodern spirit of collage, irony, appropriation, and borderless banter, postmodern. Modern art seems to have only one valuable mission - to open up the senses. As for the spirit, belief, and sublime that have long been left to play, all spiritual values are in the bag of classical art. In postmodernism, put away this Fake, capital is king, sensory stimulation is stimulation, only under the dreamlike stimulation of technology can tears squeeze out a few drops from the boring eye sockets, emotions are all fake, all technical excretion, all It is the dregs of the media. Only playthings are left in postmodernity, and the highest state of playthings is despair. Capital is always the most despairing. Sorrow is a powerful productive force. All truth, goodness and beauty are all pretences. Good mourning, mourning to the pinnacle, in the postmodern, is the winner.
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