WHERE HAVE ALL THE DIVAS GONE AND WHERE ARE ALL THE BROADS
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WHERE HAVE ALL THE DIVAS GONE AND WHERE ARE ALL THE BROADS
Everyone go look up the song nasa banned from space
Don't forget to play it loud as fuck
please….listen to the whole thing. And imagine that you are IN SPACE in 1973 and you JUST woke up. Every time you adjust…it escalates somehow.
This song had to be designed in a lab for the sole purpose of fucking with astronauts. whoever added it to the NASA playlist was a genius.
It took them two tries to ban it?
we all talk about elizabeth’s kiss of death but i want to talk about how every ship james ever sails on ( the dauntless, the interceptor, the pearl, the endeavor ) ends up at the bottom of the ocean with the exception of the dutchman, which is the ship that he himself dies on
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something something HE also ends up at the bottom of the ocean rather than in the hands of a pirate (Elizabeth Swann)
#I know I’ve said it before but I’m going to say it again #James expected Beckett would want to kill Jones #and he was 1000% ready to be the headsman swinging that proverbial axe #I don’t believe it even occurred to him before Beckett stopped him how deep the man’s greed and corruption ran #when he initiated the trade, I fully expect that in his mind he was ridding the world of a dangerous and cruel eldritch creature and gaining back his honor/commission #protection and redemption #but that’s not how it went down at all
#instead James watches in increasing unease as Beckett reveals his intentions #and fields the dawning realization that he has achieved neither #he has not protected the innocent #and though he may have a new commission there is no honor in it #he has delivered a devastating weapon into the hands of a monster #who goes on to command monsters #to do monstrous things
#and in that process he has betrayed- and quite possibly condemned- the woman he loves #well done James #well done
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oh also!! happy 40th anniversary to this film because Holy Shit
hey! just updating this to say its available as a print here! I'd be really appreciative of support <3
A moment of silence for every political reporter who had to wake up early on a Sunday in a blind panic, shove their draft of Mitch McConnell's obit back in a folder, and start one for Lindsay Graham from scratch. That it is now mid-morning on the eastern seaboard and you're still only getting articles of the 'what he's done in the last decade that we all remember plus a quick skim of his Wikipedia page' tells you how unprepared they were for this. Back in the day newspapers and magazines had a dedicated obit department where all you did was draft obituaries of various famous people to be had at a moment's notice: Graham as a prominent older senator would certainly have been in that category for any large or even mid-sized American newspaper at minimum. But the news has been gutted to the bone and dedicated obit departments don't really exist any more, so again, think of the poor politics writers who, for a brief, sleep-drenched moment this morning, wondered if they could hit publish on their Mitch McConnell obits with McConnell's name find-and-replaced to Lindsay Graham. Maybe no one would notice, and they could go back to bed—but no, they are dedicated, and thus having rushed to put out something that will do as a stop gap have had their entire Sunday ruined as they do a deep dive into the life and times of Lindsay Graham when all they wanted was to go to the beach or prep for a barbecue. Graham died as he lived: completely inconsiderate of the needs of others.
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Amazing moments in Dads: my friend’s dad’s critique of Frankenstein was, “I just don’t think the author had read science fiction before.”
he's right but at what cost
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Fuck, dude, it sure is.
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there is something perfectly intentional in the way flike managan does his adaptations. it's not like he's careless or stupid or just wants to cash in on name brand recognition. shirley jackson does not have name brand recognition, at least not among his target demographic. he's genuinely in conversation with the texts he adapts, and is making very specific choices, except these choices all live in service of redeeming the name of the nuclear biological family and making sad little tut tut noises at the big mean bigots.
sometimes if you're lucky he'll chuckle and say well yes my dear old mother is a bit racist. but really she's a loving wife so why does it matter. also people of colour are never depicted in his #1 artistic priority (loving marriages with children) but whoops don't look to closely into that!! isn't rahul kohli a smokeshow?
anyway this is why it pisses me off when people say "it's good if you watch his shows divorced from the original book!" because. well because they're still soppy, spineless, and only good for the vfx artists to flex their skills. but also it's not just an unrelated story. his adaptation work is bad because he specifically set out to remedy the paranoia of the source material with the power of church weddings and group therapy.
he has not sanded the edges off just for marketability's sake! i really believe that he has a keen and sincere artistic vision which is repelled by the disgusting shit that made henry james and shirley jackson's work so good. his work does not agree that there is violence in a caretaker's total authority. it does not tolerate ambiguity. it is obsessed with innocence and righteous suffering. incidentally, this taming of the screw makes his junk more marketable. but that's just a side effect! he is just a symptom! maybe i hate the environment that let him be successful and not the man himself! and also the monologues fucking suck.
the draw of arranged marriage AUs to me is really the way the dubcon of it all binds them together. neither of them have a choice in being here, something else is foisting this upon them whether that’s their parents or the political situation around them or expectation or something else, but the point is that they don’t get that one choice. so they have to make a choice somewhere else, that now that they’re here, they’re going to make it work. they’re each other’s only allies, in this cage built around them. they may have been coerced into swearing to stand by each other through anything, but they did swear.
it’s not love at first, or second, or third sight. it’s not love in the wedding bed the first time, whether they grit their teeth through it or decide together to forgo that binding step and try to get around it as long as they can. it’s about sharing a bed with a stranger while you learn their nightmares and how they hog the covers. it’s about sharing a name before you even know each other’s hobbies. the appearances you have to keep up, and the connection you find in both being exhausted by them, laughing together because isn’t it ridiculous how you not only have to be married but you have to act like it’s perfect and lovely for everyone else watching. it’s love that creeps up quiet and slow, between shared secrets that make your wedding bands mean something for the first time, and trying to protect each other from the trap you’re both in. and it’s about having the mortifying thought of “oh my god, i have a crush on my wife.”
the thing about Tangled is that this is a story geared towards little girls (even if it's "fun for the whole family," it's a disney princess movie, it's geared towards little girls), and it says, "here is a girl who is naive and doesn't know anything about the 'Real World' or how to navigate it safely and correctly. now pay close attention: the good guys are the ones who help her grow and explore new things while still respecting her own perspective and feelings, not making her feel stupid. the bad guys are the ones who tell her that she is too weak/immature/naive to do the things she wants to do, because she is fragile and needs protecting." and I watched this when I was nine years old and it resonated deep in a part of me that I couldn't articulate with words yet.
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