10 Wrestlers With The Most Dangerous Auras Ever
3. The Road Warriors
Unless the example used is PAC - a performer whose crispness looks supernatural - wrestling should never feel too perfect.
Telltale choreography, while aesthetically pleasing when done well, is an emotionless experience not unlike super-technical guitar work. On some level, it's outstanding, and requires incredible skill and application to pull off. On another, the point is missed entirely. The audience is meant to feel something other than being impressed. Ugliness is fundamental to art in some way.
The Road Warriors tested that hypothesis to the extreme throughout the 1980s by recklessly f*cking up their doomed opponents. The pitiful ham-and-eggers weren't dance partners but rather props with which Hawk and Animal got over. They were instruments. The Warriors weren't particularly skilled at the craft of pro wrestling, but performance is meant to elicit feeling above all else, and the feeling they evoked was of sheer, awe-struck terror.
The Doomsday Device was particularly horrifying - but didn't it look all the better for how hit-and-hope it was?
The deep-voiced threats of ripping dudes' faces off, the gut-dwelling drone of 'Iron Man', the aesthetic: modern wrestling is great, but something is missing - and the Road Warriors embody it.