You know, something I was thinking about today was how Funko Pops really summed up the consoomer ways of the 2010s. They're just so repulsive and lifeless, stripped of all charm that its source character had, with only some clothing and hair details to differentiate them. I always figured they were designed that way to both be easy to churn out countless numbers of them, and so the actor's likeness never has to be licensed - so with a Funko Pop of Daryl from The Walking Dead, they don't have to give Norman Reedus jack. They just kind of came from nowhere and spawned a whole new market of bullshit collectibles, with the ones you'll most commonly see in stores from whatever new Marvel movie's out and whatever adult-oriented TV show is hot right now.
And people fuckin' buy these. I don't get it. They make every single character look like an insect, but I guess the urge to consoom consoom consoom whatever franchise put a bit o' meth in your soy tard cum this morning makes everything from actual quality to appeal worthless. Didja grow up loving Shrek? Well why not add this horrifying depiction of Donkey to your shelf, to gaze at you forevermore:
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It sounds ridiculous that a figure line that sells nothing but bland-to-creepy bugeyed faceless characters could be so successful, but somehow, that happened. It's like the soullessness of modern pop culture is now on full display, practically mocking itself for how milquetoast and unoriginal everything's become. There's not a single bit of creativity in a Funko Pop. They're gauche and inoffensive. A child could draw a mockup for a future Funko Pop of any franchise, and probably nail what it'll look like.
Funko Pops, among a collection of other figures, really don't work on their own. They're way too ugly and stand out. So they're designed to be collected with one another, kept unopened, so you'll end up with a home that looks like this:
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And there's just a certain decadence to that look. It's such a shrine to soulless consoomerism.