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What if a director dug up your grandma and made a corpse puppet out of her for his next zombie horror/comedy?
I don't really hold to ancient egyptian theology, so more power to the studio? More than a corpse could accomplish otherwise, and that has nothing to do with how well I knew it when it was still a person. 'You have to be realistic about these things.'
In any case, that rat probably isn't your rats' family that you know of, so the comment sort of went sideways from the start.
I didn't find it amusing either, because it wasn't a particularly witty portrayal of the absurdity that is third party [postmortem] awareness. I guess if there was some sort of overstatement about strings, but... I'm gonna go ahead and assume not. Context and all that. I doubt it was meant to be taken as such, so...
Either way, I doubt they danced it to death. Even so, animal cruelty speaks much more to and from people than it ever has or will to/from animals by definition. It's a leap, at all times, from every direction.
When you mix one tablespoon schadenfreude with three gallons water, you get animal cruelty. I just don't see the point. I do, on the other hand, love a fucking steak to death.