Beowulf fishing, redux
Previously, on Slouching Towards Extimacy, we pondered just when the hell it was that Beowulf went fishing.
Well, I’ve now seen “Beowulf and Grendel” and I am in a position to enlighten you. It was just after he got lucky with some redhead in a hut made of sticks and hides, and just before he came upon one of his retainers prematurely building a pile of stones to commemorate him, and, having just swum up after kicking Grendel’s mother’s sea-monster ass, he says, “What the fuck is that?” To which the retainer replies, kicking most of it quickly over with his shoe, “Just killing time.”
EDIT: I forgot to mention that all of that happens right before Hrothgar gets baptised. Yep. You heard it here.
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