The Auditors did something to suppress the Things from the Dungeon Dimensions after the events of Moving Pictures.
The Auditors' distaste for life, disorder, or anything that can't be quantified places them in direct opposition to the Dungeon Things, which are innately alien to the normal order of reality and crave life. Auditors also don't much care for works or workings of the imagination, which the driving spirit of Holy Wood existed to glamorize and milk. Dealing with either of these forces on its own was bad enough, from the Auditors' perspective, but when they actually started to combine and multiply one another's impact upon the universe, that was going too far: in the wake of Moving Pictures, the gray hoods reinforced the barriers that keep the Dungeon Things from pushing their way through and making a mess of reality. Hence, the Things' absence from later Discworld novels.Gaspode is descended from Discworld's long-ago equivalent of Benji.
Gaspode must be the descendant of a dog that performed in the ancient Holy Wood city's clicks, as heredity is why he was among those attracted to the site in Moving Pictures. The fact he's the only dog who was specifically drawn to the region, as opposed to being brought there by Dibbler's agents, suggests his bloodline must trace back to an animal who'd been something of a star in his own right, not just a four-legged extra. As Gaspode's a small terrier mix, it's unlikely that he'd be descended from an Expy of Lassie or Rin Tin Tin. Benji is one of the few small or mixed-breed dogs to have attained "wonder dog" status in Hollywood, starring in his own films rather than being a human's sidekick. He's therefore the logical Real Life canine for Gaspode's movie-star ancestor to resemble ... the moreso, in that several of Benji's film roles involve him getting lost and surviving as a stray, Gaspode-style.The golden Guardian is a golem from Ur.
Making Money introduces the idea that Ur had golems made of gold. Ur was one of the Disc's very first human civilizations, so could have been a contemporary of Leshp and sent one such golem to intervene when the Cthinema was invaded by Dungeon Things, the first time around. Its chem contains instructions to remain vigilant so long as people remember Holy Wood, and if they cease to do so, to lay dormant until summoned by the gong to defend the gateway.- Wow. That actually works really well. So much so that I wonder if Pratchett actually had it in mind when writing Making Money. Though, as I recall it was a mistranslation of Gold in Making Money. Still the Oscar man being a golem from that time period fits like a glove.
The Guardian is an ancient Academy Award that was elevated to divine status by the Leshp film industry's and audience's reverence.
Much as the train in Raising Steam or the late Duchess in Monstrous Regiment could be imbued with god-like qualities through people's admiration and faith, the golden statue that became the Guardian was revered by so many fans and filmmakers that it became divine. (That's where Silverfish's dream of being awarded a great big statue came from: he was reliving the actual experience of whichever ancient Leshp award-winning director he was descended from.) In the passages from the Necrotelicomnicon, the Golden Warrior speaks of being "Born of Holy Wood", because that's where his divine spark was kindled.The ritual "performances" announced by Deccan Ribobe and his predecessors constituted the worship which the Guardian needed to remain functional as a deity, without which he dwindled into just an inert statue, much as Om became just a tortoise. Once Victor, Ginger and Detritus came into the Cthinema and rang the gong, their faith that the Guardian had the power to save them gave him a re-charge. Having been revitalized, he could resume tapping into peoples' memories of Holy Wood, which should sustain him for a while; hopefully, Victor and Ginger will have arranged for someone to resume the rituals indefinitely by the time the population at large has forgotten about the old "clicks" fad.
Mrs. Cosmopilite's peeping dwarfs weren't perverts.
They were a trio of female dwarfs desperate to learn about feminine clothing, and only spied on the dressmaker (day and night) to get an idea of how such garments were manufactured and worn. The description of them as "horrible" was in reference to how their inclination to femininity would be deemed offensive to traditional dwarfish values.