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a film by denis villeneuve, featuring the music of ludovico einaudi, starring academy award winner cillian murphy

[einaudis]

The reason this film has not existed before is because it was in Spanish. Because the market is a market dominated by English and big productions. This is a big production… in Spanish. And that doesn't exist. And it's a film that is breaking, or trying to break, a barrier. A glass ceiling that is there imposed by the market, which is dominated by English and big productions from Hollywood. And I want to tell our stories… in Spanish. And it is an effort that has taken us ten years and we are very proud of it. And that people assume it as a success of all of us, to me is super important.

J.A. BAYONA

[einaudis]

My friend replied!!!!! He's alive and well!!!!

[einaudis]

I'm a little more heartbroken today.

I don't even know where or how to begin explaining this, but I've mentioned before how the third graders I taught some years ago are about to graduate from high school. Today I was scrolling on IG and found a post. One of the countless stories of loved ones, people are posting after the earthquakes.

That post was from one of my students. Her boyfriend (another student, but I wasn't his teacher) and his parents died. And reading her words and seeing the pictures (they were happy kids, just that, super happy kids in love. Probably each other's first love) broke me.

I hate this situation so much. It's been a week. It feels like years have gone by. My heart is so tired.

[einaudis]

Lo que he leído, lo que he sentido, lo que he escuchado, lo que he visto en estos primeros siete días, ya me ha cambiado para siempre. Las cosas buenas y las malas. Se juntan todas aquí dentro y sé que siempre las llevaré conmigo. Para bien o para mal.

[einaudis]

Anxiety's hitting really bad right now. It doesn't matter what I do, the moment I stand still or lay down, I feel like my body's shaking. I don't know if they're aftershocks or not, but it's a horrible, horrible feeling.

[einaudis]

4:01 AM. I can't sleep.

If I think about it, sleeping has now become a luxury to me. I got six hours of sleep yesterday, and it's been the most I've gotten since the 23rd. I'm scared, in a constant state that now lives with me in a more tangible way, because the thing I was so scared of ended up happening when I least expected it.

I haven't slept in my bedroom since Tuesday. I barely go in there. I spend every day between the living room and the hallway, always alert. I barely take off my shoes now.

The door to our place remains open, oh, so slightly, but it's there. I refuse to close it entirely, I'm worried enough as it is knowing the other one is closed.

Every little noise startles me. And I've realized the world is really noisy. I liked that before. I'm scared of it now, but I'm also scared of the silence. I keep looking up, trying to find cracks on the walls. I keep looking up at the sky, trying to find something I don't know I'm looking for (sometimes, the sky scares me as well). It rained yesterday. It was terrifying. I used to love the rain.

I want to move. But I want to stay.

I'm not aware of the magnitude of what just happened. I'm tired but moving forward, giving me a tiny bit of permission to almost cry here and there. I take deep breaths but they don't really help. And despite all of that, I know I'm fortunate, which is why I don't want to complain.

I think I'm not doing it, I'm just... Trying to vent.

I'm trying to take care of myself while looking around at all times, thinking of every scenario in which it happens again and I have to run with my parents. I keep a backpack with me at all times. For some reason, keep remembering the moment it all happened, try to make myself think, we did it once, we could potentially do it again. I keep checking the news, portals that inform me about the aftershocks. Knowing they're normal. Being scared of them as well.

I also realized the city I know and love so much, has changed. And I won't be able to enjoy it the way I used to, anymore. There's a grief process over that happening.

I don't look at the clock that much. Days are short, nights are endless. That never changes.

I texted a friend on Thursday. He hasn't replied yet. I think he's dead. I'm not brave enough to start looking for his name on lists.

I'm sad. Angry. Scared.

I'm so tired.

And in spite of that, I feel like I shouldn't say a word, because so many people have it so much worse.

I want to go back to my life on the 23rd.

4:19 AM. I can't sleep.

[roycohn]

happy lottery day girlies!

[einaudis]

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Supplies are being collected in the US and globally, but monetary transfers are the fastest way to deliver relief

As you may know, my country was hit by back to back earthquakes (7.2 at 6:04 PM and 7.5 just 39 seconds later) on Wednesday, June 24th 2026. And while we're thankful for all the love people around the world are sending, and the help that's arriving (and already here), there's so much to do still.

Here's a list of websites you can visit to donate.

It's okay if you can't, I know how hard things are, but please consider reblogging if possible.

[einaudis]

I haven't slept in almost 35 hours (I'm terrified of going to sleep), I haven't allowed myself to cry either (I stop myself whenever I'm about to, and I know that's not right but I can't help it).

But then the baseball hall of fame IG account posts this and I can feel my heart breaking in so many ways I'm not equipped to handle right now:

We (as a whole country) were so extremely happy just three months ago. Those guys made us so happy three months ago. Things were so beautiful three months ago.

How is it possible that everything changed in just two minutes? What happened? What went wrong?

[einaudis]

Back in the 2010s there was a time when several earthquakes would hit the country. Small ones that I, sometimes, didn't even feel. But I've always been terrified of earthquakes, the fact that we can't predict them or their intensity has always scared me a lot, to the point of paranoia.

The thing is, back in the 10s when those earthquakes happened, I remember spending whole nights awake, only sleeping once I saw it was daytime (always felt safer that way).

I haven't slept anything in almost 24hrs and, for once, I don't feel safer during the day. The worst thing is that there's no place to hide. Everything is in danger when earthquakes happen. I hate this feeling so much.

[einaudis]

We had back to back earthquakes yesterday, I don't want to sleep.

[clownboybebop]

*street shot of zohran mamdani clad in nasty lil suit and hard hat* five months ago i was elected mayor of new york city. in that time, we have managed to COMPLETELY defeat the Staten Island Minotaur at no additional cost to the new york taxpayer

[color-palettes]

I Need to Breathe the Terror Away - Submitted by SeesawSiya

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[omilette1402]

grace on erid he's so dear to me

[swan2swan]

Where's that tweet about how American chants are "let's go [team name] and some other country (Irish?) fans are "I've made up a song about the other team's drinking problem to the tune of London Bridge Is Falling Down one two three"?

[luimnigh]

[ladydevoir]

[thereigning-lorelai]

Project Hail Mary (2026) music by Daniel Pemberton

[fandiagnosis]

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