Meeting at the Docks #31: Devil May Cry Foul
Wednesday, February 3rd, 2010Greetings, Station!
The other day I was listening to the Tenacious D song “Beezleboss (The Final Showdown)” from the soundtrack to Tenacious D in The Pick of Destiny, a movie which no one saw (as evidenced by the abysmal box office numbers). Despite its lower-than-lackluster performance, I found the film to be a fun romp in the spirit of the rock band misadventure movies of old. And being a fan of Tenacious D itself (comprised of Jack Black and Kyle Gass), it was only natural that I picked up the soundtrack to the film. While it isn’t as good as their first album, “PoD” still contains plenty of little musical gems. One of my favorites is the afore-mentioned “Beezleboss”.
The song retells a slightly altered version of the story regaled in the previous D song “Tribute” – JB and KG get involved in a “rock-off” with the Devil. The stakes? If The D wins, Satan must go back to Hell… and he has to pay Jack and Kyle’s rent. If Beelzebub wins, he gets to take KG back to Hell with him to be his slave (and not the indentured servitude kind, either).
With the stakes in place, the rock-off commences. Satan begins with an epic, dark mass of metal proportions. Tenacious D reciprocate with a fairly inspirational effort, but to no avail. The Devil wins and prepares to take Kyle back to his domain for eternity.
But wait! At the last minute, Jables intervenes, causing the Beezleboss to break off a piece of his own horn. With that piece in Black’s possession, he is able to command the Devil to go back to Hell once more until he is “complete again”.
So, I’m listening to this song and the thought occurs to me – most tales that chronicle Ol’ Scratch competing for a mortal’s soul seem to paint him in the same manner in order to sell the message that good always triumphs over evil. He’s almost always painted as an honor-bound entity that can be easily beaten by someone with enough talent, hard work, and moxie.
Wait, what? Hold on a minute. This is the same guy who had the molten stones to challenge The Big Man. Sure, he lost and was cast out of St. Peter’s jurisdiction, but he obviously had enough power to challenge George Burns in the first place. You don’t make such a bold gesture unless you know for certain that you got the Mana to do so.
Plus, Lucifer is also a master of deception. He managed to fool the first man and woman with fruit. The guy’s got some serious ad executive powers going on if he can sell a couple of nudists on foliage sweets. Come to think of it, this isn’t all that different from the supernatural ability Steve Jobs has to convince people to buy things like iPads.
Wait… Steve Jobs… Apple…
Mind = blown. Where was I again?
Oh yeah… So, The Dark Lord is obviously a master manipulator. There’s a reason why he is called The Master of Lies – the guy uses words to confuse, deceive, delude, dupe, fool, gull, hoax, hoodwink, kid, snow, take in, trick, intrigue, machinate, plot, scheme, arrange, contrive, devise, finesse, mastermind, cheat, chisel, defraud, fleece, gyp, hustle, and swindle (thanks, Merriam-Webster!). He’s always in it for his own ends and he does whatever is necessary to get what he wants.
This means that there is no way in Hell (pun intended) anyone like Charlie Daniels or Ralph Macchio could ever hope to defeat him in a one-on-one. It doesn’t matter how hard you try or how much spirit you poured into your efforts. The Devil can say whatever he wants. He could play two plunky chords off- key while you play Vivaldi backwards with your butt cheeks. He’ll declare himself the winner no matter what. It’s what he does. Say goodbye to your soul, Karate Kid, because no amount of Crane Kicks or Drum Techniques or Lipton Brisk Iced Tea will save you from spending an eternity waxing on and waxing off The Prince of Evil.
Now, I’ll give “Beezleboss” some credit. Despite the fact that the Source of All Evil adheres to a “demon code”, the song (as well as the final scene of the movie, which is where the song comes from) does finally illustrate that The D had no chance of winning a rock-off against The Dark One. Even the “Real Ghostbusters” episode “Night Game” had a better understanding of how things should work when you compete against dark forces. Granted, Winston was playing baseball against your more run-of-the-mill demons, but the ump still recognized that evil was free to cheat and play as dirty as it wanted (well, at least as dirty as a Saturday morning cartoon can get). Of course, in the end good still won, despite the fact that the evil demons cheated the hell out of that game.
Don’t get me wrong. I completely understand the intention behind the way these stories are told. Triumph of the human spirit against the forces of evil and the belief that we are inherently good enough to conquer our own (metaphorical) inner demons is a popular trope that’s never going away. As a society we need to be able to watch movies and television shows, listen to music, and read books and comics that remind us no matter what dark paths we go down or what nefarious entities we meet, we still have a chance and the power within us to punch old Beelz in the front-flow and scream “Adrian!” in triumph.
It’s just that every once in awhile I would like to see Mephisto with his Adamantium cup on.
The Don went down to Georgia. Her mother didn’t approve.



















