succession people real?

[eroscestlavie]

That shit with sam reid doing an entire concert in character as Lestat is so crazy

[eroscestlavie]

i literally never want to see an actor put out a bullshit album of johnny cash covers or whatever you either do this or nothing

[ilikemovieshopeutoo]

[oldmisery]

[letterboxdgf]

Paul Thomas Anderson narrating PHANTOM THREAD camera test footage. I could watch this all day.

[letterboxdgf]

Paul Thomas Anderson narrating PHANTOM THREAD camera test footage. I could watch this all day.

[firefox-official]

sorry im late i got tied with rope to train tracks and it was this whole thing

[to-orrr]

tomato

[decompose1]

real exchange i overheard between two of my bosses. ????

[bannertanks]

[indy829]

[cabbagedotexe]

Members of carnivora paired with their common ancestor, a miacid. 

[centrumlumina]

#let’s evolve with mama

[ode-on-a-grecian-butt]

advertising strategy for Hepatior, a 1930s medicine to treat liver ailments

[dduane]

…Um.

[mijacoge0]

the birds in my yard when im using the bird identifying app

[wutheringdyke]

@theweight

[blondebrainpowered]

Cat paw prints in the medieval floor tiles of the 12th century CE St Peter Church in Wormleighton, England

[academic-vampire]

𝔣𝔬𝔯 𝔥𝔢𝔯𝔢 𝔬𝔯 𝔱𝔬 𝔤𝔬?

[butchlicker]

[fossilmaniacbrick-deactivated20]

Gotta give everyone a reminder now that a heatwave has hit Europe

[lizardsfromspace]

One of my favorite hoaxes was in early 1962. There was a musical that debuted in 1961 called Subways are for Sleeping that was doing very poorly. For bizarre reasons (ads were banned in the New York subway system lest people take it as permission to sleep there) and normal (the reviews were poor).

But in 1962 an ad came out full of effusive praise from every prominent theater critic in New York. Every single one. From the Times to the Post, all of the famous theater critics in New York LOVED Subways Are For Sleeping

Except...

One of the papers paid to run this ad noticed something...off. Namely, that he knew Richard Watts the theater critic and he wasn't African-American.

It turns out that the producer of the musical had found seven New Yorkers with the same names as the seven biggest theater critics in New York, since while he couldn't lie and say they liked it, but he could pay for *a* John Chapman or *a* Robert Coleman to see the musical and quote them next to their photo truthfully, bc how many people even knew what the leading theater critics in NYC looked like?

Turns out the producer had wanted to do this for ages, but had to wait for the NYT's critic to retire bc he couldn't find anyone with the same name. Anyway it worked: it went from being about to close, to running another couple hundred shows and winning a Tony

Here's the main source for this, btw