My favorite part of the TADC finale was the cameo appearance from former President of the United States Barrack Obama.
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My favorite part of the TADC finale was the cameo appearance from former President of the United States Barrack Obama.
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The backrooms are a failing brain trying to hold onto even the most basic of memories, even as they warp and decay.
The backrooms are generative AI trying to capture something real but only achieving a malformed, mindless imitation.
The backrooms are stagnation, an unwillingness to step into the new and uncomfortable effort of changing, instead running through the same old routine even as it starts to fall in on itself.
The backrooms are nostalgia cannibalizing itself, trying to remake and remake what it already knows without making anything new, until the familiar is so bastardized it's barely recognizable.
More backrooms rambling, spoilers below
I really like that the Captain Clark still life had this sort of distraught, terrified look on his face. It would have been easy to make him look angry or give him some kind of scary facial expression, but instead he looks almost pitiful…. The fact that while his body is a lot more warped than the other still lives we see but his face is less warped than the others also (correct number of eyes, nose, mouth etc), it really makes him stand out as different.
And that’s kind of sad isn’t it? Like Mary pointed out at the start- he’s alone. Even his Still Life copy is alone, different from the others for some inexplicable reason…
And the fact that Clark and his Still Life are able to co exist with one another for a time only really hammers this in- he’s so alone his only company is LITERALLY himself, and even then, not for long, as his own actions become self destructive (again in the most LITERAL way)
Maybe you shouldn’t really feel sorry for him- he’s someone who explicitly doesn’t want to change, who only goes to therapy for the validation of being told “it’s not your fault”, and it’s implied that he may have been more than just verbally abusive to his wife, but it IS tragic that it got to this point to begin with.
Quitting drinking cold turkey, finding an impossible version of reality, getting his employees killed via his own negligence and eagerness for “proof”, and then being confronted with his own twisted doppelgänger, it’s no wonder he behaved the way he did when Mary found him in the backrooms, I don’t think anyone would really come out of that mentally unscathed, let alone someone with pre existing issues and a drinking problem.
He’s serving as a reflection of Mary- they both continue to dwell on their past, for him, that moment of being thrown out of his house, for Mary, her circumstances with her mentally ill, abusive mother who kept her trapped within her family home. And while she was able to somewhat move on, use her experiences to try and help others, Clark was still trapped in that moment, looping it over and over and over again.
We see Mary stuck in that loop too to some extent- but seemingly not of her own volition, seeing her childhood home within dreams, possibly triggered by seeing her childhood home torn down.
Where Clark chooses to stay in the Backrooms, Mary is forced to stay.
And even after escaping, she finds herself trapped once again- reliving the same trauma of being trapped within a place again, and again, and again.
It’s a bleak ending for both of them.
Clark, a man who is visibly struggling, supposedly finds his happy place, escapism made manifest, a place he can be free of his own struggles, but his own self destructive tendencies destroy him.
Mary, who outwardly appears more composed and successful, is once again living her own childhood nightmare, kept against her will, unable to leave, unable to open that window once more.
Neither of them get a happy ending. But the Backrooms will remember them at their worst. Forever.
I keep seeing yall making fanfiction about that blonde twink in a crop top, but I’m going to need yall to put that energy into writing Clark x the stool
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I need to talk about something that one of my friends pointed out immediately after watching the backrooms that i've seen no one else talking about, and its taken up permanent residence in my head.
Spoilers after the break !!!
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I feel like the Backrooms movie is going to become another litmus test about people’s willingness to engage with a piece of media.
Because you cannot tell me that the kid who spent a summer meticulously crafting a 1:1 recreation of a demolished Texas mall for a psychological horror series on YouTube and who put so much time and effort into thinking about the psychology of The Oldest View….
…just so happened to skimp on dialogue and purpose for his cinematic debut film.
If you came away from the backrooms movie going “well there were plot and character moments in there that weren’t really explored and went nowhere” I am telling you that you are not paying attention.
This is one of those films where every line of dialogue, every odd thing you see in a frame, every unusual moment and shot composition, has a purpose and reason for being there.
And it’s not the film’s fault if you don’t wanna put in the effort to try and piece together what’s going on.
Now I’m not saying that makes it an inherently better film or something. You can still dislike it if you want. Taste is subjective. But it IS the type of movie that you get more out of the more you spend thinking about it than if you just brush off any weird moment or thing you didn’t understand as “weak writing.”
Like, I cannot stop thinking about the film and the more I do the more connections and moments I find that flesh out the world and the characters to me. Even the most innocuous little details are suddenly starting to make sense and offer up insight into the larger picture of this world…and it’s leading me to go down this conspiracy theory rabbit hole that makes its connection to the YouTube series even wilder and existentially creepier imo.
I feel like people who do that are going to get SO MUCH MORE out of this film than someone who just watches it once and shrugs their shoulders and goes “well that didn’t make sense to me.” Unpacking it all is part of the experience. That’s part of the fun. And if you don’t wanna engage with that, that’s fine. But that doesn’t make the film “bad.”
I like it in here.
my 57 year old dad asked what the backrooms movie was about and I was trying so hard to not make it sound stupid
… one could almost say it was like describing a dog to someone who had never seen a dog before ….
the final few shots of the backrooms movie really fucked me up. the way my heart dropped when it showed mary's copy/mimic sitting in a similar chair in a similar room that we saw her last in. the final telling of what the backrooms does, taking what it thinks is correct and attempting to remake it. ough. chills
It’s the way we’re wired.
No context Backrooms spoiler:
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backrooms spoilers with no context:
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