We’re looking to bring you the best/worst in painfully obvious metaphors perpetrated on a viewing public. You should follow us. Maybe even join us. It is good times.
A little bit of background, since the clip that started it all is no longer on Hulu.
If you find a metaphor running free and think it should be contained, submit it!

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looks like a big ole’ dildo. sweet.
I’d say giving your wife a Tlazolteotl 2000 might be a metaphor. What do you think?
Is it fair to pick on Joss Whedon? Probably not, but yesterday, I was reminded of the wonderful metaphorness of the magic = drugs arc from Buffy the Vampire Slayer’s season 6.
Don’t do it, Will! Drugs are bad.
Reblogging because Willow’s addiction to magic = drugs is another interesting example of a fucked metaphor. See, during Buffy the Vampire Slayer’s prudish WB days (ie: Seasons 4-5), Willow was also really into magic — but that’s because it was a metaphor for her dawning feelings for Tara.
Of course, it’s not like you can post a memo at the beginning of the show when you change the metaphor from lesbianism to drug addiction. Though come to think of it, that probably would have helped.
You don’t have to use vulgar language to grab the consumer’s attention and sell your product. Just use metaphor! [via and thanks to Sophie.]
I can’t find the full last scene of Tipping the Velvet on YouTube. This is the first half of it, where we’re given a song and dance synopsis (literally, har har) of Nan’s emotional history with both Kitty and Flo.
After this Nan’s given a bouquet of flowers on stage. She pulls one red rose out and wavers between throwing it to Nan or Flo. We know Nan “loves Flo best” when she tosses the rose and it ends up in Flo’s satin-gloved hand. Kitty rushes out of the theatre, understanding the symbolism. And, yes - the flower is a symbol, but the giving of it is a metaphor.
As heavy handed as this is, I far prefer it to confrontational or soppy “I love you!” scenes.
On the one hand, the metaphor here is obvious: Michael talks in the narration about being alone after he’s jumped into the ocean miles away from land. On the other hand, the entire scene is executed damn well, and they refrain from using painfully obvious wording, ie. one man is an island or swimming jargon. Especially evocative is the music, which is Jessy Greene’s “Time Bomb,” which has a mid-90s retro appeal to my ear.
Bravo, Burn Notice, for taking your visual playfullness to a metaphorical level.
This entire movie is an incredibly pretentious metaphor.
Sometimes, the absence of metaphor is just as jarring. The music video is not a medium known for subtlety, but have we lost all faith in the people’s imagination? This isn’t an interpretation of the text—this is transliteration. Don’t worry that you didn’t get it when you merely heard the song as music and words. This three minute whack over the head should help.