Oh, she's your gf now? that's cool well she hopes I'm cursed forever to sleep on a twin sized mattress in somebody's attic or basement my whole life never graduating up in size to add another and my nightmares will have nightmares every night
Sometimes it's nice and healing for a friend to talk it out with you all night, sure. Sometimes, what's more healing to my actual soul is to be smoking a camel red on a front porch in the rain and just say "I really loved her, man." (it was 10 years ago) then you say "yeah." and drag your cigarette, then play Blue in Green by Miles Davis on your phone while we sit in silence for 5:37, then you just ask if I'm ready to go inside. Sometimes that's what actually heals me
war of the foxes - richard silken / waterloo - ABBA / euripides’ medea - the little theatre / anne carson / the three fates - luca cambiaso / the oresteia - aeschylus / road to hell II - hadestown / when i met you - mira lightner / andersen’s fairy tale anthology
📍Castle of Monte-Cristo , 78560 Le Port-Marly, France.
On July 25, 1847, Alexandre Dumas officially moved into the Château de Monte-Cristo. The building of his dreams quickly became the scene of social events and the place where he devoted himself to writing.
On screen in the film The Count of Monte Cristo by Alexandre de La Patellière and Matthieu Delaporte, the Count's castle is reminiscent of Alexandre Dumas' original home in Port-Marly. While the dimensions are different, the architecture is similar - particularly the façade and its domes on the roof. Visit the writer's real home, located on the outskirts of Paris.
In less than fifty years of career, Alexandre Dumas published 600 books, enjoyed dazzling success and built his reputation on his character as a compulsive lover, workaholic and flamboyant spender. Described by the English playwright Watts Phillips as being " the most generous being in the world and also the most deliciously amusing and selfish creature on the face of the earth ", Alexandre Dumas forged strong friendships mixed with admiration with Lamartine and Victor Hugo , lived in excess and broke pre-established rules.
After the success of The Three Musketeers and The Count of Monte Cristo , Alexandre Dumas, at the height of his fame, had a country house built in 1846 at Port-Marly, outside Paris. In an English garden in the Yvelines, Alexandre Dumas called on the architect Hippolyte Durand who designed the Renaissance, Baroque and Gothic style building, and a neo-Gothic pavilion serving as a writing studio. Surrounded by water, the Château d'If with its eclectic architecture is full of architectural curiosities, sometimes inspired by some of his fictional heroes. On the façade of the Château de Monte-Cristo, Alexandre Dumas had the coat of arms of his ancestors affixed as well as his motto: " I love who loves me."
The residence with its entirely sculpted facades, reigning over a 9-hectare forest, opens onto a large vestibule that distributes the lounges, boudoirs, offices and dining room. Upstairs, between the bedroom and the library stands an astonishing Moorish lounge . Decorated with stucco sculptures and arabesques, the lounge was designed by Tunisian craftsmen in the service of the Bey of Tunis, commissioned and brought by Dumas after one of his many trips.
The work was completed on July 25, 1847, his 45th birthday. Alexandre Dumas organized a housewarming party and invited about fifty friends, but more than 600 people crowded in to admire this place that Balzac described as " one of the most delicious follies that have ever been committed ". The successful author only enjoyed his family home for a few months before going bankrupt and losing his historic Parisian theater. He was then forced to sell the Monte-Cristo estate to pay off his debts in 1849. The castle gradually fell into abandonment, but, saved from destruction in 1970 and classified as a Historic Monument, the Monte-Cristo estate established itself as a museum and is now open to the public.
Guided tours on the second Sunday of the month from February to November for individuals only. The Château de Monte-Cristo is closed on Mondays.
In 1848, Alexandre Dumas, pursued by his creditors, was forced to sell the Château de Monte-Cristo. The building and all its furnishings were sold for the sum of 31,000 francs (gold) — a loss-making sale since the writer had apparently spent a crazy amount of money to build the house of his dreams. He left the château for good in 1851 to go into exile in Belgium. Today, the Society of Friends of Alexandre Dumas works to safeguard the historical and architectural heritage of the Château de Monte-Cristo, the association having notably saved the building from destruction in the 1970s.
I love how in almost every adaptation of "The Count of Monte Cristo" the Abbe's last words are something like "Remember, do not let vengance consume you. Promise me you won't seek revenge. Justice is served by God" or smth like this, while in the book, the literal source material, he just goes "Find the treasure on the island of Monte Cristo. Get the money" and then dies.
This book is so unhinged, I can't even. It's pure chaos. Don't let anyone ever convince you that it's sophisticated classic literature. Dumas loved drama, schemes, adventures and dumb ironic humor.
how do you distinguish grey from other colours beyond black and wite?
Distinguishing features of moral beige:
The protagonist is constantly agonising over Hard Choices; however, circumstances always conspire to prevent them from actually having to make those choices, so in practice they're just angsting over stuff they might have done.
The text exhibits a recurring pattern whereby the protagonist seems to to have made a Hard Choice, but new information is reliably revealed shortly thereafter which retroactively establishes that whatever they did was the morally upright course after all.
The protagonist's moral impulses are straightforwardly heroic, except in one specific context which lacks any clear real-world analogue; for example, being prejudiced against telepaths.
The protagonist's actions are consistently reasonable based on the information available to them – they're merely operating on bad information basically all the time due to a bizarre conspiracy and/or a series of increasingly implausible misunderstandings.
The protagonist always ends up doing the right thing (for some fuzzy value of "right"), but, like, they're really grumpy about it.
After "film trilogy that dropped a critical plot development exclusively via time-limited Fortnite event" and "video game series whose story only makes sense if you're aware of the events of a canon pachinko machine", I feel like there are whole frontiers of user-hostile narrative design waiting to be explored. Like, forget canon alternate reality games – I want to write a mythos-heavy TV show where the links between individual episodes can only be understood in the context of the patch notes of a licensed mobile fitness app. I want to make a lore-stuffed video game that uses your computer's system clock and geolocation data to ensure that the true ending which reveals what's really going on will unlock only while speedrunning it on stage at GDQ.
forgot to leave a note for my doordasher to bring a blunt weapon to get past the catacomb skeletons so congrats to whichever necromancer is about to get my banh mi i guess
Have been playing cyberpunk 2077 and I love that my girl just has a bunch of porn in her apartment and plus shaving cream and lotion “for men” in her bathroom. Classic example of the “designing the game for a male audience so when you play as a girl she becomes becomes a nuanced and esoteric dyke” phenomenon
Got a variant on this one recently on the PC remaster of an old SNES RPG, Romancing Saga 3. Playing a party with 4 women and a fairy (who is female-presenting but coded as "???" gender).
A few enemies (most of them female) have charm spellsthat entice you to fight for them. Now, since it's a 90s game in Japan, they made it so those spells can only work on other genders.
In practice, since all the male enemies who can charm are jesters, it means my whole party has a clown fetish, and the fairy is pansexual