chey :)

your anti-nihilist big sister

[zylahbee]

sexism in medicine kills people. racism in medicine kills people. fatphobia in medicine kills people. queerphobia in medicine kills people. classism in medicine kills people. ableism in medicine kills people.

do not downplay people’s fears about being mistreated because they are a part of a marginalised group. it is a matter of life and death and you should be angry about it.

[groupieculture]

When summer evenings feel like this gif it’s beautiful and it’s worth it

[reallyaprogressivechristian]

[nn-ee-zz]

The first depiction of Mary and Jesus

[bethanydelleman]

Maybe it's naive of me, but whenever I see portraits like this, with just a father and daughter, it restores my faith in humanity a little. Because people seem to love this idea that fathers never loved their daughters in the past and only saw them as bargaining chips for marriage or whatever, but look at the guy in the first portrait on the left, he loves that little girl! And the dad trying to do his work while his daughter bothers him with an Old Timey Barbie. The man teaching his daughter geography, his expression is so soft! The way the man in the last portrait holds the little girl's hand! And none of these are incidental, these aren't photographs, someone (probably the father) paid good money and sat down for hours so that they could have a painting of themselves and their daughter. Probably because they loved their daughter.

From left to right: 1795 Michał Jerzy Mniszech with his daughter Elżbieta - Marcello Bacciarelli; Christopher Anstey and his daughter Mary Ann by William Hoare 1776; A Musician and His Daughter by Thomas de Keyser 1629; The Geography Lesson (Portrait of Monsieur G. and His Daughter), 1812; Jean-baptiste Isabey And His Daughter; Portrait of a Young Girl and Older Man by William Harrison Scarborough

(this is probably somewhat related to my other favourite genre of painting, Husband With Multiple Kids Making Come Hither Eyes At His Wife)

[webweabings]

GOD SAID, LET NEWTON BE! AND ALL WAS LIGHT

"Paul Davies; // Guy Kawasaki; // "Flammarion engraving", Unknown (1888); // "Portrait of Jean Mielot", by Jean Le Tavernier (1456); // "The New science: 3 complete works: Where is science Going?, The Universe in the Light of Modern Physics, The Philosophy of Physics", by Max Planck; // "Science, Philosophy, and Religion", by Albert Einstein; // Allan Sandage in "Sizing up the Cosmos: An Astronomer's Quest", interviewed by John Noble Wilford; // Louis Pasteur; // AWAKE experiment, CERN (2019); // Eckhart Tolle; // Voltaire; // "A Brief History of Time. ch 11", by Stephen Hawking; // St. John Cristal Casket; // Ralph Waldo Emerson; // Robert Winston; // "George Baker", Unknown artist (17th century); // "Cours de philosophie à Paris. Grandes chroniques de France", Unknown artist (14th century)

[hotcheysinurarea]

falling in love again after being hurt is so so so difficult but also so so so worth it

[hotcheysinurarea]

little poster I made for my room based on my favorite poem :))

[hotcheysinurarea]

the unspoken intimacy of driving someone late at night is so poetic. The quiet conversation, the music humming along with the AC. I love you and I want you to get home safe!

[havingrevelations-deactivated20]

the thing about having hope is that it is so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so difficult. but you have to do it anyway

[hotcheysinurarea]

the world can be unbelievably cruel but there’s also times where being patient and working through the hard times results in getting everything you could never imagine. Sometimes time does heal the wounds.

[lilytear-s]

@sandarafreedompark / Sade Andria Zabala / Unknown / @danielederossi / Kiki Nicole / Giovanni Gasparro / Trista Mateer / Anne Sexton / The Coral

[rovermcfly]

that part in Everything Everywhere All at Once where Evelyn chooses kindness and it turns out every single person carries some kind of pain that just needs to be seen so that even a small gesture is enough to turn that pain that manifested as violence into peace and comfort

[luntfontanne]

A Note from Daniels 04.08.2022

Dear Movie Lovers,

There is just too much. Too much to think about, too much to hold on to, too much to fight against. Too many people to talk to, too many restaurants to eat at, and definitely, definitely too many movies to watch.

At the end of 2016, when we started to write Everything Everywhere All at Once, we were already feeling the too-much-ness of it all. We asked ourselves, why add to the noise? In a world where everything and everyone is clawing for our attention, where billion dollar corporations see every single minute of our lives as potential real estate to be bought up and sold off for profit, asking anyone for two hours of their time to watch one of our films felt like asking for, well… too much. We realized if we were going to make a film and ask an audience to give us that precious time, the only responsible thing to do in return was to blow their minds and change their lives forever. Or, at the very least, we were going to attempt that.

Movies can change lives. Though the cynical parts of our hardened hearts often come close to forgetting this fact, it is why we became filmmakers in the first place: films changed our lives. We carried those films with us into the writing process as we weathered years of increasing polarization and a global pandemic, all the while, our newsfeeds filled evermore with contradictions and chaos. We felt the too-much grow into too too-much. Everything was stretching, all the seams were being exposed, and most troubling to us, our movies, our stories — our cultural glue — felt too slow to keep up. Film production moves at the speed of years, the world was moving at the speed of milliseconds.

Writing Everything Everywhere All At Once was a foolish prayer to a cold, indifferent universe. It was a dream about reconciling all of the contradictions, making sense of the largest questions, and imbuing meaning onto the dumbest, most profane parts of humanity. We wanted to stretch ourselves in every direction to bridge the generational gap that often crumbles into generational trauma. It was an attempt to create the narrative equivalent of the Theory of Everything. A Big Data approach to myth-making. A post-genre deconstruction of traditional narrative. A maximalist’s manifesto for surviving in the noise of modern life. And holy shit, these two clowns named Daniel were not up for the challenge.

We struggled for many years to crack the code for this script. We went to weddings and we went to funerals. Had kids, became uncles. Planted trees; the tress grew fruit. And every year, the too-much grew. We were the proverbial room of infinite monkeys, diligently smacking away at our typewriters, hoping to stumble upon a script that could hold all of this, and not break. Eventually, we got close. Close enough. We knew if anyone was going to be able to help us over the finish line, it would be our friends. It was time to bring in our crew.

If our script was a prayer, then our movie was a miracle, and the hands doing God’s work belonged to the film crew/family we had slowly collected over the course of our decade long careers as directors. Though our script would have made most industry veterans laugh in our faces, we had faith that our film family was ready to handle the task of creating a film that tried to touch infinity but with the budget of a rom com. With only 40 days of principal photography we were trying to make 7 or 8 movies all at the same time, we averaged over 30 lighting set ups a day, we used every single possible camera lens, played in every genre. We made an entire action movie in the same amount of time some Hollywood blockbusters shoot a single set piece but in an environment that promoted safety and respect above all. From the dizzying number of costumes and looks, to the clear and confident flow of the editing and sound design, every frame of this film is filled with their love, passion, and trust. We knew with our crew we could get even closer to making a movie about everything, but we would have to find the right cast to ground the blistering chaos.

Oh, lord, this cast. Between giving the unmistakable Ke Huy Quan his first American role in decades, showcasing the fact that the legendary James Hong still has more to offer even after nearly a century of being in the industry, allowing space for the iconic Jamie Lee Curtis to fully let her beautiful freak flag fly, and introducing cinemagoers to the undeniable talent of Stephanie Hsu, there is no doubt that bringing this cast together will be one of the things we are most proud of in our careers. Despite all of that, we cannot imagine many things in our lives ever topping the fact that Michelle Yeoh said yes to this movie. Not only did Michelle say yes and dive right into the deep end with us, she practically triple back flip cannonballed in. This movie does not exist without her incredible talent and her unwavering trust in our team. This movie is a miracle because she is a miracle. To be a part of any one of this cast’s legacy is a privilege enough. But to have even a small hand in revealing to the world all of the untapped potential of these Asian actors who have been waiting their whole careers for roles that demanded this much range and this much heart, is truly soul-bending.

So now after many years of miracles piling onto miracles, the movie is coming out in theaters everywhere. Working on this film has been one of the most beautiful and fulfilling experiences of our lives. We hope many of our see yourselves in the characters. We hope you laugh, cry, and throw your hands up and enjoy the ride in a theater full of strangers. We hope it gives you the beginnings of a vocabulary for better understanding the too-much and how to exist in it. But most of all, we hope after you watch it, even if you agree we didn’t quite reach our goal of including everything, that at least you feel included in this giant, messy, group hug of a film.

From these two Daniels, the cast, and our entire crew, thank you for giving us two hours of your attention. We tried our best not to waste it.

Daniel Kwan & Scheinert

[hotcheysinurarea]

mmm poetry

trailmarkers 

In the car, I become stagnant.

The rest of the interstate moves around me, as if my body is a giant hazard light flashing, screaming

Please take me home. Please take me home.

So, he takes me. And I feel stagnant again. Like this is how the dinosaurs died, transfixed on the burning star about to collide with their prehistoric bodies. Stagnant like swallowing blood with your morning pills.

I drive, going sixty in a thirty-five. I never let up the gas in my dreams, I just keep going till I run out of fuel or I hit a concrete wall and crumple into the loud nothing.

But I imagine that I have a fourteen-year-old me in the backseat. Her hair is brushed, her teeth are cleaned and she is ready to go home. This isn’t a dream, it is just the brain coping with grief. I have to get her home safe because she has to braid her hair and talk about how ninth grade will be her year.

Stagnant, I make the journey. 

The radio plays the same song over and over and over again. We pass a parking lot and she asks if we can stop and get something to drink inside. I say no.

Every bouquet of flowers against a sign is a trailmarker. I am a blood-sniffing shark and she is chum. I need to get her home safe. 

When I finally do, she always leaves the car, bleeding on the pavement.

- chey

[ursulaklegun-deactivated2024122]

People who love cold weather are fucking weird. You like to freeze? You like to shiver?? You like when you take a step outside and the air stings your skin???

[peacemode]

[darksteel-relic]

[badfey]

if she's your girl why is she shocking me like an electric eel