archeologists forever finding ancient little statues of fat women & animal people yet we still hating ? its been our favourite shit since we were apes and if u donāt understand this u need to get hit on the fucking head
anthony is so stupid omg ānot even our SAINTLY PERFECT MOTHER would support you!!ā
meanwhile benedict uses the word āloveā one (āļø) time and violet is like āwait omg you didnāt tell me you were in LOVE thatās my FAVORITE THING okay hereās my grandmotherās ring and hereās my plan to lie to the queenās face trust me itāll be great letās gooooo šā
Can I just say I absolutely loved the bit where they showed Benedict playing with his brothers, throwing shaving cream around, and then immediately cut to the scene where Sophie was walking past that room when her friend was cleaning up the mess the boys made. Class difference masterfully shown without a single word being used. Lovely stuff.
I don't know what I love more: Sophie having the cheek the nerve the gall the audacity and the gumption to basically tell Benedict "You make me too horny, you must leave your own house" OR Benedict responding with "You're absolutely right and I am so sorry, I'll go pack my shit"
Okay I have THOUGHTS about THE BRIDE! and Iām still kind of processing them.
Where Guillermo del Toroās take on Frankenstein felt like a love letter to Mary Shelleyās original novel, THE BRIDE! feels like someone completely ripped the Frankenstein mythos out of its original context and rebuilt it into something entirely new. The story being told is definitely not about the creature (Frank) and his bride. The focus from beginning to the bitter end is about the Bride and her identity, her autonomy, and what it means to be created without your consent and then forced to figure out who you are anyway.
Iām not gonna lie, I left the theatre with very mixed feelings. Some characters (including Mary Shelley and Frank) felt weirdly mischaracterised at times, and there were moments where I genuinely didnāt understand some of the Brideās choices or her behaviour (like I gather the way she speaks, oscillating between an amnesiaed Ida and the grandious Mary Shelley is supposed to mean something and maybe provide social commentary, but at this moment I havent figured out what it could mean). The side plot also occasionally felt like it wandered in from another movie. But at the same time, the cinematography, the colour palette, the theatrical dialogue, and the sheer energy of the film made it feel like something that was deliberately chaotic.
But honestly, I can already tell this is going to become a cult classic. Not because itās perfect, but because itās so unapologetically weird.
What I really loved was the dynamic between Frank and the Bride. He doesnāt try to control her or force her into being the āperfect wifeā she was literally created to be. He lets her run wild, explore the world, build her own identity, and only really steps in when she asks for help or when sheās in danger. It feels less like ownership and more like trust. Like he wants her to experience the freedom he never got when he first woke up.
And the Bride herself is such a fascinating character because the entire movie revolves around consent. Sheās lied to, manipulated, threatened, and assaulted throughout the story, but she never stops asserting her autonomy. From the moment sheās revived she keeps repeating āIād rather not,ā over and over like a mantra, and I loved that. When she ultimately reconnects with Frank, itās not because she owes him anything, itās because of the bond they built despite everything.
Is the movie messy? Absolutely.
Did I understand every choice it made? Not really.
But I also canāt stop thinking about it, I want to write so much more about this movie, but I am holding back so hard, hich honestly might be the biggest compliment I can give it.
I love how humans have literally not changed throughout history like the graffiti from Pompeii has people from hundreds of years ago writing stuff like āMarcus is gayā āI fucked a girl hereā āJulius your mum wishes she was with meā and leonardo da vinciās assistants drew dicks in their notebooks just for the banter and mozart created a piece called ākiss my assā so when people wish for ātodayās generationā to be like āhow people used toā then weāre already there buddy weāve always been
The Hagia Sophia has inscriptions that were considered sacred for centuries until they were deciphered in the 70s to be Nordic runes saying āHalfdan wrote thisā
my old english prof told us that theres a cave in Scandinavia where a viking gratified some runes like 14 feet up on the wall and when they finally reached it all it translated into was āthis is very highā
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