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u lean on me, i lean on u
Yes. Love. A great, self-sacrificing love. ā Rosmersholm by Henrik Ibsen, adapted by Duncan MacMillan (insp.)
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(alternatively, POV: youāre Mrs. Hudson and youāre coming up to see what the racket is about)
Pete clings to this loop as long as he can, feeling light and free now that Ray knows the truth. Thereās no secrets left between them on this walk; at one point, maybe Day 3, Ray asks if Pete will sing for him once they get out of this. Pete sends him over a slanted grin and insists heāll perform with a guitar and piano and everything if he can play Rayās instrument, too, after. Ray turns red as an August-ripened tomato, but he does reply, āI think Iād like that.ā They both get warnings because Pete celebrates their would-be date by leading Ray through a waltz. When they separate, wheezing and halfway hysterical, Barkovitch is putting down his camera and calling them queers and Harkness is scribbling furiously in his notebook.
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"Harlander wants to exploit the Creature for his own purposes and Victor treats him with the same unreasonably demanding coldness he received from his own father, but Elizabeth, who as a WOMAN understands the MIRACLE OF CREATION--"
Okay, I'm gonna stop you right there because a) I sincerely doubt the guy who made Crimson Peak is arguing for some inherently feminine divine mother goddess energy, and b) what you're ignoring is that Elizabeth is also a scientist. She is constrained by the societal expectations and restrictions placed upon her, but she remains a scientist, a seeker of knowledge, at heart. And what she has that Victor and Harlander lack is curiosity. Wonder. She approaches the quest for knowledge not from the angle of "how can this benefit me, personally?" or "how can I make this do what I want?" but "what can I learn from this?" and that opens her up to the Creature's inherent innocence and sensitivity. Like Bob/Dmitri in The Shape of Water, who recognizes the Asset is not just something to be exploited in the Cold War shenanigans he's caught up in but a marvelous, intelligent being that deserves freedom and life as much as any other, Elizabeth sees the Creature for who he is, not what she wants him to be. And as Del Toro has told us time and again through his work, without that basic empathy for others we are lost, as individuals and as a species.
I wanted the movie to test the capabilities of every single craft in moviemaking. There are huge sets, huge props, complex wardrobe. I wanted it to feel like an old movie that was made in the heyday of Hollywood. Luscious, and beautiful, and operatic and all that. [...] 'cause I didn't want the audiance to go, "Oh, it's digital," because once you introduce that, it's like a license for people not to believe things. [...] If you do it for real, people have a sense.
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He's not human.
no because imagine hitting your head and then your brain rewires itself so that everything you try to say gets put through the portugueseinator before you say it
they went to a cyberlife store to fix him after this
trying this new thing where I make my decisions based on ācommon senseā and not my prophetic visions & omens
everyone on replies is terrified of this fact but i just think it's so sweet and heartwarming. she's holding our hand and leading us somewhere secret and we're both giggling like kids. i love her
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I don't get how autumn always makes life feel so Intensely Real. All of a sudden you're so so aware of how fresh the air touching your skin is, the fragrant scents of wet earth, dying leaves and growing mushrooms, and how the sudden black shadows feel like cool velvet, smell like ink and taste like rowan berries and black tea. And everything is so fucking keenly, intensely, overwhelmingly ordinary and real.
Nevermind autumnal romanticising cancelled I made two cups of tea and both attempts were absolute fucking ass.