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Mithril.
Clara Oswald in Into the Dalek
âŠand to you, if you have stuck with Harry until the very end.
Your birth right was to die, as a child, cast out on a frozen rock.
let me just tell you briefly about these amazing camera shots and their symbolism:
shot #1: Thor and Loki as kids are equal with their father almost out of reach for the both of them (his face is out of the shot) - though they are standing next to each other, still Odin is the one separating them.
shot #2: Odin still separates them,thy still are inferior, even though they both have grown to match him (you see Odin fully). However while Loki faces him (yearning to live up to his fatherâs expectations), it it him Odin shows his back, while his left shoulder is pointed to Thor his true son and only heir, who is not able to look at his father due to his conflict towards him. The brothers now start to turn their backs on each other: the beginning of their paths parting.
in case you thought there werenât enough reasons for this movie to make me cry like a fucking child.
I donât understand,who is he? Whereâs the Doctor?
Guardians of the Galaxy + Scenery
Loki : "'Trust?' Was that her last expression? Trust, While you let her die?" Thor : "What help were you in your cell?" Loki : "Who put me there?" Thor : "You know damn well who !"
Clara sometimes asks me if I dream. âOf course I dreamâ, I tell her. âEverybody dreamsâ. âBut what do you dream about?,â sheâll ask. âThe same thing everybody dreams about,â I tell her. âI dream about where Iâm going.â She always laughs at that. âBut youâre not going anywhere, youâre just wandering about.â Thatâs not true. Not anymore. I have a new destination. My journey is the same as yours, the same as anyoneâs. Itâs taken me so many years, so many lifetimes, but at last I know where Iâm going. Where Iâve always been going. Home. The long way around.