Skipping down the uncanny valley

In which I half-ass a Freudian analysis of “Us,” try to survive the bio-musical epidemic, and refuse to forgive Ramona Singer.

Sometimes I start talking about Freud’s essay “The Uncanny,” because I went to college and truly what else do I have to show for it. This BA in English does not come with health insurance, but it does come with sporadic bursts of pretension. I know I’m not the first person to talk about Us in terms of “The Uncanny,” because — well, I did some cursory go…

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