“How You Like Me Now”

Disco fever intrudes upon a domestic scene of Soviet squalor in Kezzyn’s How You Like Me Now. The paterfamilias’ importation of glittery western masculinity provokes disparate reactions across three generations of his female dependents, but none are inclined to take it so self-seriously as the man in question. The intransigence of mother, daughter, and granddaughter leaves our disco dandy cutting a foolish figure, bursting onto a stage unready for such a vigorous reinterpretation of his role in the family unit. Did Disco Dmitry expect such an incredulous response to his coming-out party? This question begets another— to what extent is masculine megalomania merely an escape from the poverty of an otherwise oppressive experience?