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catvcr

Takeshi Kitano portraits by Kazumi Kurigami

thisautistic

#JESUUUUSSS

ilyasmole

"I like the animal thing when you're acting, to use a bit of animal stuff."

gael-garcia

Lady Snowblood (1973, Toshiya Fujita)

petiteclover

JEFF BUCKLEY photographed by Ken Hinchey in Philadelphia, 1994.

lionfloss

'Under Monet's Pond' by Eiko Jones

hayaomiyazaki

Konbini • Luca Guadagnino est dans le Video Club

transperceneige

John Singer Sargent expo @ Musée d'Orsay, Paris, 2025

sisterreisaid

"If rest becomes a form of recovery from work, as is the case today, it loses its specific ontological value. It no longer represents an independent, higher form of existence and degenerates into a derivative of work. Today's compulsion of production perpetuates work and thus eliminates that sacred silence. Life becomes entirely profane, desecrated."

—Han Byung-Chul, The Disappearance of Rituals

they-bite

part of the fun of the original alien is the horror of the nostromo itself imo. it’s a cell of corporate greed ferrying narrowly-trained workers across barren space. it’s huge and yet claustrophobic, cockpits crammed with machinery giving way to yawning berths dripping chains and water. the supercomputer is named mother in a stroke of human anthropomorphization, but instead of providing comfort or protection, it’s only a courier between its creator and its wailing brood. ripley yells “mother! mother!” at a matronly-voiced computer that speaks calmly over her helplessness. the ship is full of endless details and patterns and unlabeled buttons and dials the audience can’t entirely make sense of; to do anything on the ship is a rigorous, technical process, and we must depend on the characters to know it. the internal mechanics of the ship are so alien that a literal alien can hide among the bits and bobs and not be noticed. it’s great.

redstonedust

the worst part about grief is that it feels like the world should be horrendously earth shatteringly changed, and to an extent it IS but its also the same. to everyone else it's just another tuesday. the world moves on. you have to go grocery shopping.