i went to see project hail mary last night it was INCREDIBLE and ryan gosling said it was good to give his kids a movie that felt hopeful and what i can’t get over is how the movie literally says to the children
-the world is ending, it’s not your fault
-we have to save it anyway
-this is how far i would go for you
i would’ve given anything to hear that as a little kid.
drew over something i wrote for a class and liked :] sorry the cars are lowkey ugly, its because I fucking hate cars and cant be bothered to learn what they look like beyond ominous hunks of metal
edit: transcript of the poem by itself under the cut
6 Tips for Crossing the Road
Look both ways
The road is for cars.
Make sure to look for them before crossing. Even when you have the right of way, cars have a lot of safety features and you have none.
Use designated crosswalks
The road is for cars.
So is the crosswalk but, under brief and temporary conditions, you can use it too! Never jaywalk, never walk in the road, just hope there is a clear and functional sidewalk.
Cross at the light
The road is for cars.
There are rules and signs for them, but that can only go so far. Walk quickly and hold your breath and hope that the light doesn't turn. Make eye contact with drivers as their cars teem with potential energy, rumbling with disdain at the inconvenience of your crossing. Try to ignore the cloud of exhaust that you are in and they are above.
Leash your pets
The road is for cars.
Obviously.
To you, it may be natural to sacrifice so much space to them but to your dog, it is not. His instinct is to explore freely. You must curb it. Modern US car models have such high hoods that the average child, let alone dog, is obscured. Even on the sidewalk, hold the leash tight because the sidewalk (if you are so blessed) is next to the street and the threat still looms.
Look out for road kill
The road is for cars.
And no one was there to leash the deer.
Or the raccoon.
Or the cat.
Did you know that the most reliable sample method for wildlife in an area is looking at the roadkill?
Remember these tips
The road is for cars.
Cars are everywhere. In the city. In the suburbs. In the country. In the woods (the US Forest Service manages more roads than the entire Ministry of Transit in China.) Cars are everywhere because there are roads to bring them there, which is great if you are a car and want to get from place to place fast without worrying about the in-between.
The way that Pan's Labyrinth said your compassion and selflessness matter even if you never stood a chance, even if they are but a spec in a barbaric and lonesome world. A story about somebody small and powerless and doomed from the beginning, who dies inevitably but dies loved. The ending could have easily been framed in a bleak and grimdark way but instead, the movie fades on a hopeful note. Because Ofelia represents the very idea of defying cruelty, an idea which survives her
The way Ofelias sacrifice of her escape for the sake of her brother feels like it mattered regardless of your interpretation of the film. Whether the Faun was real or not, whether he was a threat or not, the love she had for her brother mattered, purely because it was there. Perhaps because to love and be loved is in itself a precious, if not the only true, reward for the perils of life
The way that the lullaby represents the link between innocent goodness and conscious goodness after innocence has long been lost. Mercedes does not recall the words to the song, but she has retained the melody. She can no longer believe in miracles the way Ofelia does, but she understands the way Ofelia feels out of place as a dreamer and an idealist. You have to be at least a little of both in order to stand up to evil, whether because those traits have not yet been crushed in you or because you have painstakingly reclaimed them in spite of your suffering
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