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honestly we don’t talk enough about how Ilya and J.J. are star crossed besties. if they were drafted to the same team, they’d have a ten minute long secret handshake. they’d own the local club scene. they’d share one wardrobe of atrocious, flashy shirts. they’d have an obnoxious amount of inside jokes. they’d laugh about Shane Hollander being boring and it wouldn’t take long for J.J. to notice the glint in his best bro’s eyes. what could have beeeen!!
You didn't "love Claudia's character", you loved the sanitized and infantilized version of her that Louis sold to you, hook line and sucker.
I, however, love the REAL Claudia. The girl who joyfully killed with Lestat at Lovers Lane. The serial killer who kept her victims body parts and threw them in the river. The girl who wasn't afraid to call Lestat "Massa" or to call herself and Louis his slaves to get her point across. The girl who gasped in awe and clapped "bravo!" after watching a poor defenseless woman get killed on stage to an unknowing audience, the grown woman trapped in a little girl's body who joyfully murdered an entire mansion of people with the theatre des vampires. Claudia, who is manipulative, driven, cunning, vicious, monstrous, and will say and do whatever she needs to get what she wants. The Claudia who fell in love with a woman who sympathized with monsters just like her and was prepared to leave Louis the second she found someone worthy of her. (In fact, if Madeline hadn't insisted that they visit Louis, they would probably still be alive or at the very least lived a bit longer)
I love Claudia for who she actually is, not the version that Louis the capitalist vampire tried to sell us.
We. Are not. The same.
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Kiss Breakdown
cause here's the thing, even if movie!stratt didn't exist you couldn't pay me to hate book!stratt. maybe andy weir wrote her to be this cold, heartless character but still you can't make me hate her. she was a woman with the weight of the world on her shoulders and the leader to a seemingly impossible mission so i genuinely do not care if she's mean. in fact i hope she gets meaner and more ruthless. did you guys know she carried a taser with her.
In a world full of "Rocky hates Stratt" I am "Rocky thinks Stratt is brave for giving up the one person who understood her most"
And we need more of you guys
TVL is some of the densest writing I have ever seen on a tv show. The writers treat every single line like it needs to be doing three jobs at once - foreshadowing, character work AND a callback to something said in season one. No show is above criticism and when all is said and done i'll have my own critiques of season 3 but the quality of the writing or the writers room not understanding these characters is not one of them. you WILL need the rewatch. you WILL need to pay attention or you miss something important or misunderstand the characters. they will not hand it to you easily.
Sorry but it's not complete without...
and then there were three
if you think about it making your readers picture stuff in their heads is lk noncon and problematic
here's to 28 years of women's hockey at the olympics
People, Claudia was a serial killer who kept body part souvenirs. She watched the Paris coven torturing humans on stage and wanted to join up.
Of course she’s in hell.
In any universe where hell based on deeds on earth exists, Claudia would go to hell. Every character on this show would go to hell.
what is it with able bodied people saying “get well soon” after you say that you’re chronically ill?? like? i am not gonna? and i once literally responded with “i’m not gonna, it’s chronic, as in permanent.” and they went like “oh well, hope you get better!” like bro 💀
Speaking for me personally (and also as someone who has their own chronic health issues), most of it is, as someone mentioned in the replies, script failure. Humans have a lot of scripts and shorthands for social interactions, and the most common one for finding out someone is ill or injured is to wish them a swift recovery. There isn't really a script for how to respond when someone won't recover tho, and so many people end up falling back on the script they do know even if it's not really applicable.
In my own personal experience, when I end up saying - or feeling the impulse to say - 'get well soon' to someone with a chronic condition, what I'm really trying to convey is something more along the lines of 'I hope your good days outnumber the bad ones', and 'I hope you find treatment that is effective for and accessible to you', and especially 'hey the fact that you are in pain sucks and I wish you weren't but I know that's not likely to change soon but also I hope that it will anyway because I hate to see people suffering and the 5-year-old inside me is insisting it's not fair even though the adult me knows that's not how it works but anyway the point is I hope you're in as little pain as it's possible for you to be in'. All of which is quite a bit harder to fit on a greeting card than 'get well soon', and which don't have any conveinent shorthands that will let me express those sentiments in a concise, understandable manner.
thank you so much for explaining this! i saw the “script failure” reply but didn’t really understand what that meant & also didn’t have the time before to further ask.
but this actually makes sense and i think i’ll try to just take it to mean things like that whenever someone wishes me well/a swift recovery now! again, thank you so much!!
This is such a good interaction from everyone involved and now the world is a little better because people understand each other better.
This is so good. All interactions should be this.
Good job everyone, let's hit the showers
Can we put in a new scripted line? Like perhaps- hope you stabilize soon!
Hey since TERFs buried the original, higher quality recording, here’s the only surviving recording of trans activist Sylvia Rivera’s infamous “Y'all Better Quiet Down” speech, along with full transcription, now free and open on Archive.org. The transphobic fucks can try their best to scrub us from history, but we’re not going anywhere.
Oh wow a piece of lgbt history..
(Sylvia speech (1:02-5:14) Controversial speech at June 24,1973 Gay Pride Rally at Washington Square Park NYC . Sylvia Rivera was introduced
since OP link is dead
new link here with transcript
[Transcript: An audio clip of Sylvia Rivera giving her speech to a crowd, who can be heard at the start before she begins her speech, sa
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Y’all Better Quiet Down, for anyone that wants it
Skip Kiss!!
There's a couple things about the Skip Kiss Scene (in TV canon) that people have probably mentioned before but I haven't seen people bring them up so I'm gonna talk about it.
Everyone else had family to celebrate with
Like, you can hear the announcers mention it--after the Admirals win, there's that routine time when every player's loved ones come out onto the ice to congratulate them, give them hugs, give them kisses, etc. The other players have girlfriends, wives, daughters, parents, siblings--and for a second there, Scott has no one.
That's why I'll Believe In Anything starts the second he hands the cup over to Vaughn, the second he's left hanging. Scott hasn't had a family, really, in so long. The statement Jacob's making--about queer people deserving love (sunshine!)--is even bigger than just, like, one relationship or just romance or just one kind of love. Scott deserves to be loved and to be loved as himself, Kip deserves the same--and that goes for any kind of love. They deserve to be seen and held and known. Scott's parents died when he was young, he's been alone for so long, and so when he calls Kip down it's not just a "coming out" scene. He's asking for what everyone else already has, and what he deserves, a chance to love and be loved.
Ilya was packing for Russia
It's a quick line to Svetlana, easy to miss: He was packing to head to Russia for the Summer. He had kind of made up his mind already about going to the cottage. Hopefully that makes his switch-up all the more powerful :)
It was an olive branch and an apology
I love the lyrics of this fucking song so much, and Jacob was *very* intentional with his timing. Right as Kip has entered the ice and they're about to kiss come some of my favorite lines:
And I could give you my apologies By handing over the olive trees And I could take away the shaking knees And I could give you all the olive trees Oh look at the trees and look at my face And look at a place far away from here
Scott was coming out, sure. But like I was saying before, he was also asking for love in a more general sense. He was ALSO apologizing to Kip. Despite being "ridiculously public", it's intimate and personal and it's Scott asking for forgiveness in a sense, and also promising to be there for Kip. It's so many things at once and Jacob Tierney has a big, beautiful mind.
Shane’s fame is so important to me—his specific breakout fame to people who don’t even know hockey. The endorsements in the show have a somewhat janky look because the show itself isn’t high budget (they fake it pretty well but after a million reheats I’m like oh they don’t even show the video game on the tv when they’re playing at the cottage lmao) but like imagine Hudson’s sleek Peloton Ad with Shane instead, but instead of the artsy stuff they have Hudson do, it’s just Shane Hollander, man that is a machine, pushing his body to the limit. Imagine the Nike ads and the cologne ads on the side of a snowy cliff. He’s gorgeous, model gorgeous, and not all premiere athletes have those looks. And Shane will be what you want him to be. If you need him to be the hometown hero sitting at a fast food table pretending to eat a Tim Horton’s breakfast sandwich, he’ll do it. If you need to zoom in on his compelling freckles and driven gaze to sell athleisure clothing, he’ll let you. Shane wants legacy and notoriety. He wants to control the conversation surrounding him. He wants there to be mystery, like there is with all exceptional people. But in all his commercials, he’s notably alone. He’s a myth.
I think about Simone Biles dropping out of the Olympics due to struggles with performance, and the mythology created around elite performance athletes like Ilia Malinin, who had a very public fumble at the Olympics despite all the hype. This created a ton of dialogue. Where they had once been something to marvel at, now they are something to scrutinize. Scrutinized by people who know nothing about their sport, even!
Shane doesn’t disappoint though. He brings Montreal three cups. If you don’t know hockey, you know Shane Hollander. Just like you know Tom Brady, Serena Williams, LeBron James. Michelle Kwan, and Simone Biles. You’ve probably rooted for these people alongside diehard fans even when you yourself know nothing about the sport. That’s who Shane Hollander is. He can belong to everyone. He is everyone’s athlete.
And then he’s outed. And then he trips. Suddenly, this man who up until then has lived life mostly unscrutinized (besides the microaggressions of the insular hockey world), who had been unquestionably A Badass, someone to admire, someone to put on a pedestal, he’s suddenly human. He’s someone who passionately kisses his rival in the side yard of his best friend and teammate’s house. He’s someone who carried on a secret affair that has rocked the foundations of the sports world. And because he kissed his rival, because he has revealed himself to be human, he is now brought to the same level of scrutiny as anyone else. It is open season for opinions about Shane Hollander.
Not every opinion would bad. Many would be good. Many would love him for it. But the fact that people feel entitled to make the opinion means that the fabric of Shane’s fame has changed. He’s now up for interpretation. You don’t just sit back and marvel at him, you now have other things to say that cloud the myth. And that changes what he is allowed to do, even as an athlete.
He’s no longer allowed to trip on a piece of ice or a bad edge. He isn’t given grace. Because if his secrets hold so much meaning, that also means that his outward actions now also hold meaning. When something so intimate about you is revealed, the stony facade of excellence crumbles. Now everyone has a take. Everyone has an opinion. You are now a public conversation, instead of pleasant inevitability. How can the team count on him, once he reveals his humanity? How can they depend on him, now that he’s a conversation, instead of a lecture?