"he won't see the sun again for years to come,he's broken out in love..."
this fucked me up so bad. RIP Windham. truly special one of a kind talent who i think could have excelled in the creative arts beyond the bounds of pro wrestling. so much aura, wisdom, so well read on horror. it literally didn't matter if this guy was a face or a heel, the crowd got behind him. i would have killed to watch a horror film written by him.
i had fallen out of watching pro wrestling religiously by the time Bray had reached his prime (though trust me, i remember Husky Harris quite well), but i would still actively seek out his matches and segments because being a massive horror fan, the excellent work he was doing in the late 2010s and early 2020s would find its way onto my Twitter timeline due to his creative partnership with Tom Savini’s practical effects studio. since then i've been mystified by his life and career, and his storytelling has influenced my own creative ventures into horror in a way that will likely continue to shape me as an artist for the rest of my life.
the WWE is pretty notorious for mismanaging their talent and storylines and Bray was no exception. so much of this shows Bray's biggest moments in his career as him getting pinned by guys way over their hill. but he found his ways around it and created some all time great moments and characters. still, that aura remained, because the fans just cared that fucking much about him. it's so impressive that his stock never dropped despite taking so many high profile pins, because we see that tank careers still to this day.
it pains me to see the WWE fall into the same creative mismanagement pitfalls with Uncle Howdy and the Wyatt Sicks. i hope creative doesn't fumble this stable, because watching Taylor Rotunda in this doc express how much of his life has been wanting to be like his big brother and to carry on his legacy was awe inspiring. i understand how pro wrestling works; there's a lot of big names in the mix right now, but i think the affect that Bray's created universe of characters evokes from people and the emotion carried through by his little brother's passion and understanding of Bray's body of work should make the Wyatt Sicks a priority this 2025-2026 season.
the doc itself is good. i think it could have used with some stylistic flairs in the nature of Bray's well established rustic, creepy, fiery, firefly-lit aesthetic. upsettingly emotional, but a true celebration of life. he really did have the whole world in his hands.
"he won't see the sun again for years to come,he's broken out in love..."
this fucked me up so bad. RIP Windham. truly special one of a kind talent who i think could have excelled in the creative arts beyond the bounds of pro wrestling. so much aura, wisdom, so well read on horror. it literally didn't matter if this guy was a face or a heel, the crowd got behind him. i would have killed to watch a horror film written by him.
i had fallen out of watching pro wrestling religiously by the time Bray had reached his prime (though trust me, i remember Husky Harris quite well), but i would still actively seek out his matches and segments because being a massive horror fan, the excellent work he was doing in the late 2010s and early 2020s would find its way onto my Twitter timeline due to his creative partnership with Tom Savini’s practical effects studio. since then i've been mystified by his life and career, and his storytelling has influenced my own creative ventures into horror in a way that will likely continue to shape me as an artist for the rest of my life.
the WWE is pretty notorious for mismanaging their talent and storylines and Bray was no exception. so much of this shows Bray's biggest moments in his career as him getting pinned by guys way over their hill. but he found his ways around it and created some all time great moments and characters. still, that aura remained, because the fans just cared that fucking much about him. it's so impressive that his stock never dropped despite taking so many high profile pins, because we see that tank careers still to this day.
it pains me to see the WWE fall into the same creative mismanagement pitfalls with Uncle Howdy and the Wyatt Sicks. i hope creative doesn't fumble this stable, because watching Taylor Rotunda in this doc express how much of his life has been wanting to be like his big brother and to carry on his legacy was awe inspiring. i understand how pro wrestling works; there's a lot of big names in the mix right now, but i think the affect that Bray's created universe of characters evokes from people and the emotion carried through by his little brother's passion and understanding of Bray's body of work should make the Wyatt Sicks a priority this 2025-2026 season.
the doc itself is good. i think it could have used with some stylistic flairs in the nature of Bray's well established rustic, creepy, fiery, firefly-lit aesthetic. upsettingly emotional, but a true celebration of life. he really did have the whole world in his hands.
