Having permanently scarred some eyes last week, I thought this time we’d stick to good old-fashioned drug-trip-inspired gore with a touch of irreverence. I present to you the “Descent into Limbo” or “Harrowing of Hell,” by Pieter Huys, whose work with squirrel bagpipes and sky jousting we've looked at previously.
So Jesus comes down to free all the souls, wearing his superman cape and underwear. Most of the souls seem to be enduring some typical gnashing-of-teeth stuff, but a few of them seem to be in a pretty bad way.
We’ve got a guy literally hacked limb from limb by an angry land shark with a meat cleaver. Also a couple others are being drowned in a bucket by a mutant Chinese dragon with breasts. There are at least three legs in there, so maybe they’re actually making people soup, and the meat-cleaver guy is just preparing the ingredients.
Next to the soup kitchen, a naked man is being held in one demon’s lap while another writes something up. Possibly it is Vogon poetry. Also there is a giant mutant rat-frog trying to get in on the action.
Moving up, a bunch of people are hanging out in a giant maw. One guy seems to be doing a tribal dance with a torch, while another does hell’s version of a beer bong. A third just got off the bong and is vomiting off the side. So this is actually the Frat Party from Hell.
Elsewhere, in what appears to be a forgotten animation frame from Monty Python, a group of bird/egg/man/animals is being too manly to stop and ask for directions. One of their helmets has a candle on it, for when hellfire just isn’t bright enough to light the way.
Hmm…giant bird snake charmer…possibly on a horse? He’s got a man-leg in his saddlebag for a snack on the road. Unlike the last group, he knows how easy it is to get lost around here.
Here we have the world’s saddest Christmas tree. Devilmas tree? It’s like the Charlie Brown tree, but with bottled human despair.
Finally, possibly my favorite part: Hell’s Quiddich.
You fly on fire-breathing dragons instead of broomsticks, and have to keep your assigned human body on board. Also you have a gun. Well, one of them has a gun; the other one seems to be armed with a plunger. It works for the Daleks, though, so who am I to question its fearsome potential?