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I'LL BE HOME SOON ; Backrooms x The Haunting of Hill House
Backrooms (2026) dir. Kane Parsons ; Shirley Jackson: A Rather Haunted Life ; The Shining (1980) dir. Stanley Kubrick ; The Haunting (1963) dir. Robert Wise ; The Haunting of Hill House by Shirley Jackson ; The Haunted Mind of Shirley Jackson by Zoë Heller
You know… I don't think I want to change. I like it in here. For the first time in a long time, I feel like I'm… like I'm right where I'm supposed to be.
Chiwetel Ejiofor as Clark Backrooms (2026) dir. Kane Parsons
another backrooms parallel i really like is how clark’s furniture store being a rip-off of another furniture store (i forgot the name but ykwim) is like how the backrooms is a rip-off of people’s memories. it’s fake, it’s wrong, and it’s so obviously a mockery of something solid and real. this is especially clear when clark’s insistence on refusing to change gets him eaten alive by the mascot that he ripped off of someone else. clark’s still life looks like clark if you squint and tilt your head, just like all the still lives (and the entire structure of the backrooms) look like something else through the faded lens of memory, but they are decidedly working against the real thing. clark is profiting off of another person’s business, he’s luring people in (not maliciously, but still definitely shadily) under the guise of looking like something familiar, just like the backrooms brought him comfort by bringing him back to a part of his life that he can’t let go of. just like he would have to change himself in order to escape the backrooms, or the cycle of traume he’s caught up in, he would have to overhaul his entire store in order to make it his own.
another thing is both the backrooms and cap’n clark’s are both bad rip-offs. they’re obvious, and it’s pointed out by multiple people. just like cap’n clark’s is a bland, tasteless imitation of the other furniture store, the backrooms is a soulless mimicry of real life settings that used to have feeling and emotion attached, with the only real appeal of them (and any other liminal space) being the nostalgia attached to it. but nostalgia is a perishable good, which ends up with cap’n clark’s being a failing business and the backrooms being an endless loop, both requiring it’s tenants to keep digging and digging, searching for another hit of the feeling instead of moving on and looking for something different. it’s easier to keep walking through the endless maze rather than to turn around and accept how lost you are, it’s easier to sleep inside of your unoriginal, failing business rather than to go home and apologize, and it’s easier to place blame on others rather than to take responsibility and change.
if the backrooms can only remember people based on how they are seen by others, then captain cark is so uncanny because people around the real clark view him in a negative light. but the real clark doesn’t see himself that way, so when he looks at captain clark, he doesn’t see anything monstrous, he just sees clark. it’s why he tells captain clark “we don’t have to change”. he views his views his still life as an extension of himself, and he wants so badly to believe that he is fine the way he is. if cpatina clark has to change, then so does he. but change is such a heavy weight to bear, even if you know it’s necessary. it’s easier to look within, see a twisted soul, and call it beautiful
man that backrooms movie was crazy. because yeah, it’s about the backrooms, but it’s also about the BACK ROOMS of a broken man’s mind and his warped perception of those around him, ending up harming everyone he comes into contact with until the broken animalistic part of himself (The Pirate) kills off the last sane part of him. but its Also about how those with authority and power (ASYNC) leave people to fend for themselves as that feeds their power and control over the situation. but it’s Really About Mary and outgrowing the hold that her mother’s mental condition and behavior had over her and that no one’s the same after trauma and how the traumatized versions of themselves take over their and others lives (The Pirate killing Clarke and the Backrooms People, the different parts of Mary’s life succumbing to the Backrooms including her copy), and though you can overcome your trauma that broken part of yourself will always exist in that pain. but the REAL REAL meaning is don’t go into strange rooms that appear in your basement after you’ve been drinking
a handprint made in concrete is just the image of a hand, it’s not the real thing. or, it’s the absence of a hand, more than anything, the negative space. the casing around where it should be. it’s an indent that was made from something real - that could not have existed without something real - but it’s not the real thing, it’s just trying to be. maybe it’s not even trying. you put your hand there with your mother and the concrete remembers, and the handprint doesn’t even know why it exists, it just does. if we can make copies and not-things from real things in the world, who’s the say the world couldn’t do that itself? does it even need to know why?
the backrooms movie made me realize that my deepest fear isn't monsters or labyrinths or even death. it's failure.
seeing clark divorced, struggling with money, no friends, sitting and drinking and festering in his own self pity brought tears to my eyes faster than anything ever had before.
I saw him out of breath hopping around on the peg leg with the pirate impression talking about how you don't even need credit to buy from him and I was so close to sobbing it wasn't even funny. putting on a face when you're breaking down inside with no hope is terrifying to me.
I was so sad during the kitchen table scene because everything Mary said was true, he was lost now. It's like seeing someone you wished would succeed just give up and fall asleep in their grave.
Clark is gonna stick with me for a long time.
This. Clark's character is so very tragic to me. It's a powerful example of learned helplessness gone haywire. I think it's one of the most effective cautionary tales because *so many* people could very easily turn out like him.
Clark truly felt helpless in life, and as a result, he would continuously find blame in external factors. This gave him a false sense of control, without realizing that doing this only fed into the cycle of him being perpetually stuck in life.
He desperately wanted agency over his life, yet he feared the uncertainty that comes with that agency. He felt trapped by the various circumstances, but in reality, he was the one trapping himself by remaining stagnant.
Clark is a deeply flawed person. The role-play scenes make this very clear. His behavior is destructive towards his wellbeing, it hurts those around him, and he only falls further down into his ways (it's just the way he's "wired", as he claimed). It's a downward spiral.
And in the end, when it came to the choice to change... he rejected it. This unhealthy coping mechanism of his... it feels safe, it feels familiar, and it makes him *feel* in control... and when Clark finally made that decision to continue this cycle... that decision ate him alive... literally.
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Back to the original post, yeah... this was also the scariest part of the movie to me. It's a very uncomfortable wake-up call, and I'm sure a lot of people feel hesitant to admit that they see parts of themselves in Clark's character. It doesn't feel pleasant to see it so vividly, but that's the significance of the story. It shows one of the worst outcomes of what could happen to someone's life if they let feelings of learned helplessness take over.
"BACKROOMS" 2026, dir. Kane Parsons
so many songs are about sansa stark & cersei lannister. if you have an open mind
modern sansa stark has a tiktok account where she does mid song covers and outfit checks and a bunch of other generic young teen stuff. cersei occasionally comments to give her somewhat overcritical fashion pointers except as cersei's own world starts falling apart she ends up giving sansa increasingly questionable and cynical life advice until she's full on sitting on her luxury duvet three glasses of wine in venting through tiktok comments to this thirteen year old child who is just sitting there like. ok. and then sansa starts matching names to faces and realizes that this lady is actually the mother of her terrible jerk middle school ex-bf and blocks her so cersei retaliates by reporting sansa's account for terrorism.
Sansa Stark of course one of the great characters of our times. what if a neurotic twelve year old choir kid got held hostage by her evil middle school boyfriend and then everyone called her dumb for believing that people should be nice. Great premise no notes. Anyhow, one of my favorite things about her is that she is a character who you can put in a cute lil winter outfit and pinch her cheeks and give her lemon cakes and then send her off to experience The Horrors
i'm so daenerys stormborn of house targaryen pilled
i feel like there is a sleep in me that needs to be slept but each time i sleep i don't sleep that sleep
re: failed king's landing escape, everyone sees sansa as this big bad 11 year old who betrayed her father but all I see is ned desperately trying to save his daughters and failing and then sansa desperately trying save her father and failing
many women are excited to get old and weird, but i have great news that it's fully possible to become weird now, before you get old. just imagine the heights of weirdness you will be able to reach in fifty years if you get started now. that's what I think
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