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shark vs the universe
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Origami Around
will byers stan first human second
Misplaced Lens Cap
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"

Andulka
Noah Kahan
occasionally subtle
TVSTRANGERTHINGS
KIROKAZE
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PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH

Janaina Medeiros
Cosimo Galluzzi
Game of Thrones Daily
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
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seen from Vietnam
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@bloodychampion
Let’s go home. I am home.
“Cashmere Bouquet”, hand lotion. 1953
Un-whole isn’t the same as un-holy, / isn’t the same as dead.
Sholeh Wolpé, from “Illusion,“ Keeping Time with Blue Hyacinths (via lifeinpoetry)
Theorem (Pier Paolo Pasolini, 1968)
À travers la forêt (Jean-Paul Civeyrac, 2005)
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#funniest improvised line ever
Titanic (1997) dir. James Cameron
A Young Ekon
“He who fights with monsters should look to it that he himself does not become a monster. And if you gaze long into an abyss, the abyss also gazes into you.”
— Friedrich Nietzsche, Beyond Good and Evil
straight men trying to make Serious war dramas and accidentally making incredibly tender homoerotic cinema is the funniest thing
In his essay, “Masculinity as Spectacle,” Steve Neale seeks to extend Laura Mulvey’s work on the male gaze and to challenge her assertion that the male or male-identified spectator can never look upon the male body as an erotic object. To challenge Mulvey’s assertion, Neale identifies the mechanisms mainstream Hollywood cinema uses to represent the male body as erotic. One way of doing this, Neale argues, is by making the male body the target of violence. In the war film, a soldier can hold his buddy – as long as his buddy is dying on the battlefield. In the western, Butch Cassidy can wash the Sundance Kid’s naked flesh – as long as it is wounded. In the boxing film, a trainer can rub the well-developed torso and sinewy back of his protege – as long as it is bruised. In the crime film, a mob lieutenant can embrace his boss like a lover – as long as he is riddled with bullets. Violence makes the homoeroticism of many “male” genres invisible; it is a structural mechanism of plausible deniability.
-Kent Brintnall
Untitled (You Construct Intricate Rituals) 1981 Barbara Kruger (American, born in 1945)