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Set! is about competitive tablescaping, or, more specifically, about the yearly table-setting contest at the Orange County Fair. I thought that this might be a speed contest (how many tables can each contestant set accurately in five minutes! or whatever), but in fact it's an aesthetic contest: each contestant designs an extremely fancy table, as you might do for, say, a themed birthday party, except in this case this table is going to have absolutely no use at all except to be judged at the fair.
I can't entirely tell if the documentary was making fun of this pastime or if I personally, despite my best attempts to keep an open mind, was bringing the mockery in my heart. Several contestants earnestly explain that they are expressing themselves CREATIVELY and it's ART, but I just couldn't quite get behind spending six months designing an extremely fancy decorated table that no one is ever going to eat at, and in many cases no one would WANT to eat at, as for instance the table by the woman who is like, "The theme this year is international travel, which made me think of my safari in Africa, which made me think of poachers, so I am going to use many specimens from my taxidermy collection! Including a monkey over whose shoulder I will sling a pistol, because my theme is the REVENGE OF THE ANIMALS against the poachers. The table will be scattered with bullets and I will write the menu in blood."
(She does not ultimately write the menu in blood.)
In a previous year, she designed a New Year's table with little taxidermy mice sitting on the plates guzzling from tiny champagne bottles, and a taxidermy monkey in a top hat sitting atop a very tall centerpiece as a sort of ringmaster for the whole thing. WHO is going to want to eat a meal when there are TAXIDERMY MICE on the plates?
To be honest, I am puzzled why that particular contestant has decided that tablescaping is her metier, when is seems so obvious that she considers herself above the other contestants. "I don't want to be that bitch who walks around making catty comments about the other contestants' tables," she says, and then she does exactly that, including an extended spiel about the table put together by the unemployed guy who spent literally his last dollar completing his table. "I overheard him say that he bought his plates at the Dollar Store," she scoffs. "Maybe next year he should put a bit more effort in."
Upon reflection I think the fact that she feels above all the other contestants IS the appeal. It's also probably nice to tell herself that if she doesn't get a ribbon, it's because the judges were simply too bourgeois to get it.
There's also a woman who keeps all her tables on display year round in a special Table Room, which has run out of space, so at the end of the documentary the new table goes at the foot of the bed in the master bedroom (her husband gazes on resignedly). And then you've got the two women who hire a male belly dancer to dance when their waterobics class came to the table unveiling... actually they were great, I loved them and their entire waterobics class. They can stay. It's nice they've found a hobby they enjoy, I guess! I just don't understand... why... that one.
I can't entirely tell if the documentary was making fun of this pastime or if I personally, despite my best attempts to keep an open mind, was bringing the mockery in my heart. Several contestants earnestly explain that they are expressing themselves CREATIVELY and it's ART, but I just couldn't quite get behind spending six months designing an extremely fancy decorated table that no one is ever going to eat at, and in many cases no one would WANT to eat at, as for instance the table by the woman who is like, "The theme this year is international travel, which made me think of my safari in Africa, which made me think of poachers, so I am going to use many specimens from my taxidermy collection! Including a monkey over whose shoulder I will sling a pistol, because my theme is the REVENGE OF THE ANIMALS against the poachers. The table will be scattered with bullets and I will write the menu in blood."
(She does not ultimately write the menu in blood.)
In a previous year, she designed a New Year's table with little taxidermy mice sitting on the plates guzzling from tiny champagne bottles, and a taxidermy monkey in a top hat sitting atop a very tall centerpiece as a sort of ringmaster for the whole thing. WHO is going to want to eat a meal when there are TAXIDERMY MICE on the plates?
To be honest, I am puzzled why that particular contestant has decided that tablescaping is her metier, when is seems so obvious that she considers herself above the other contestants. "I don't want to be that bitch who walks around making catty comments about the other contestants' tables," she says, and then she does exactly that, including an extended spiel about the table put together by the unemployed guy who spent literally his last dollar completing his table. "I overheard him say that he bought his plates at the Dollar Store," she scoffs. "Maybe next year he should put a bit more effort in."
Upon reflection I think the fact that she feels above all the other contestants IS the appeal. It's also probably nice to tell herself that if she doesn't get a ribbon, it's because the judges were simply too bourgeois to get it.
There's also a woman who keeps all her tables on display year round in a special Table Room, which has run out of space, so at the end of the documentary the new table goes at the foot of the bed in the master bedroom (her husband gazes on resignedly). And then you've got the two women who hire a male belly dancer to dance when their waterobics class came to the table unveiling... actually they were great, I loved them and their entire waterobics class. They can stay. It's nice they've found a hobby they enjoy, I guess! I just don't understand... why... that one.
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Date: 2021-10-16 12:08 am (UTC)Jesus God
Is she actually taking inspiration from the horrible Victorian craze for taxidermied animal parties or is it just a terrible coincidence?
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Date: 2021-10-16 01:21 am (UTC)There was also a bit where her husband was talking about how gross the mice were, and she was all, well the mice were originally slated to be snake food, and instead they got to be part of an art installation! If I were a mouse I know which one I'd choose...
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Date: 2021-10-16 03:42 am (UTC)How did he do?!
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Date: 2021-10-16 07:21 am (UTC)It sounds like her calling is taxidermy? But maybe that is just a means to an end for her.
When I was a kid, my dad worked at a museum for a while and sometimes went to so-called "skinning parties" where one skinned birds for future use in taxidermy. But the bird skins were not part of the table decorations...
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Date: 2021-10-18 01:27 am (UTC)Although upon reflection, I'm not sure what would be the best way to express taxidermy appreciation to invite taxidermy-doubters in? Many people just find it off-putting and I'm not sure what art arrangement would change that. Hmm. A quandary!
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Date: 2021-10-18 01:41 am (UTC)... And probably no, mice on the table is not going to win the battle for hearts and minds. There are few animals one actually wants on the table with one--the spoiled-brat princess in the The Frog Prince (original fairy story, not Walt Disney version) had a point with that.
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Date: 2021-10-16 10:05 am (UTC)My guru, the late, lamented Marjorie Hollis, in her second great book, "Orchids On A Budget", has a whole section on ways to create pretty table arrangements(and interior decoration generally) with the cheapest possible materials, including things from the 1930s equivalent of the Dollar Store (or in my own context, Dashio).
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