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it's 1pm at the marsh! come on down, we've got
𝓃𝑜𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒷𝓊𝓉 𝒷𝓁𝒶𝒸𝓀𝒷𝒾𝓇𝒹𝓈!!!
American Roadtrip!
Screw your realism, bring back happy endings.
The past 10+ years in cinema have been miserable because of an infection of pessimism, cruelty, and depression in the movie industry.
I have stopped watching new films almost entirely because they're not enjoyable anymore. They're visually so dark I can't watch them in the daytime. The sound balance is so terrible I require subtitles to understand what people are saying. And I can't trust writers to deliver on the promises they make.
They will tell their audience everything they know people want to hear. They will hold up every genre convention in the messy middle where they know people are still hopeful and curious. They will shake their narrative asses at you to keep you coming back to watch more. But in the end, they will take everything wonderful they have built and burn it down and grind the ashes into dirt and call it a bittersweet and poetic end.
It's not bittersweet poetry. It's just misery. There is nothing beautiful about pain. It's just pain. Destroying something beautiful is just destruction.
I know how this all got started. The soft focus glow and romance of the 80s. The rom-com craze of the 90s. There were so many upbeat, optimistic, happy endings. Then gen X aged into the industry and they wanted to do something different. They wanted to shock their audiences with gritty reboots, with edgy realism, with twisting genres that were once gentle into the reality of what people would actually do if they were in that situation.
It was interesting at first, but then it took over. The point is no longer to tell a good story. The point is now to shock the audience. To make us feel something disturbing and call it beautiful. The word catharsis is thrown around carelessly.
The film industry has turned into emotional abuse.
Bring back movies that teach us how to treat each other. Bring back movies with a hero people can admire. Bring back HOPE.
It is utterly selfish and irresponsible to be pushing a narrative of hopelessness in these awful times. We don't need edgy realism, we need an escape from reality so we can take a breath and regulate our damn nerves.
I don't need catharsis. I live in reality. Actually real, solid, fucking reality. I know what pain is. I know what people are like. I know all about violence and twisted people and cruelty.
I do not need this shit bleeding into my magical fantasy stories. I do not watch a comedy to be SAD. I do not watch a fantasy to get reminded that when bad guys fall they take everything down with them. I don't watch a romance to feel the experience of an abusive relationship.
I never thought I'd be that person in my 40s only watching movies from my childhood and teen years -- except I'm not doing it for the nostalgia or preferences, I'm doing it because I am AVOIDING the abject misery the movie industry has been marinating in. I used to love new movies. Everything is just fucking awful now because the writers and movie execs are pushing this narrative that it's not a good ending if people have a happily ever after.
I am begging story writers to find a way back to optimism and hope. We don't need these horrible stories right now. Fuck.
Hey there!
I'm alive
I know I haven't been active these past few weeks, I've deleted all my socials just to dodge the amount of Good Omens spoilers I knew was gonna invade all my feeds, I'm dying to watch it but my friends schedules and mine won't collab...
If we're lucky we will end this torture on Sunday (if so, be prepared to a good amount of sketches lol)
I'm the meantime a lil something to help my patience.
Enteeeeer vs. Bravooooo
do 10 sets of yearning for me
For a city to be walkable. It must also be sittable.
John Cale for Comme des Garçons.
Six Magazine/1990
are you “adaptable” or are you just willing to subject yourself to existing in low key background-level ambient misery
I’m old enough to know that a longer life is not always a better one. In the end you just get tired; Tired of the struggle. Tired of losing everyone that matters to you. Tired of watching everything… turn to dust.
richard hell's apartment (via)
a longing.
He’s filled his house with chintz. To keep it real I fuck him on the floor.
goo goo dolls if they were in dune: and i don’t want the worm to see me
Sword Illustrations by Ma-Ko (2018-21)