My cat Barney Thomson showing why he got the name.
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My cat Barney Thomson showing why he got the name.
Here it all is! My personal faves are questions 5, 16, 17, 18 & the beginning of 27. Enjoy!
I rewatched Barney Thomson, and it's sooo good!!! Now I need to make one or two gifsets because Bobby is just awesome in this movie!
So I went to a Beyonce concert
Well let me say I didnt go cuz I wanted to but I was actually working security there. The glimpses of the performance I did see were amazing. Aye man. Beyonce is gorgeous. Seeing her in person will blow ya mind. It was like she had a yellow glow around her. Completely stunning. Words really cant describe it tbh. Maybe Im overdoing it but...nah fuck that Im not. I cant really describe what it was like seeing her that close up. When she came out in red latex and performed Bootylicious (one of my favorite music videos as a kid for obvious reasons) I damn near fainted. I wasnt allowed to look at the stage but fuck that, Im not about to stand here and not watch Beyonce and she like 10ft behind me. I aint tryna hear that. Trying to look at the crowd while Beyonce that close is like when a thick shorty walk by and you out with ya girl. Shit is damn near impossible not to look.
But enough about how amazing she looked the concert was lit. Soldier Field was packed with so many beautiful women. Rae Sremmurd and Vic Mensa had the place t’d before Beyonce came out. Shoutout Vic Mensa for that 16 Shots song too (RIP Laquan McDonald). That Beyhive thing not just Internet shit. These women really love that woman. It was a couple times where the crowd actually sang the whole song while Bey just watched them. To see one person have that type of affect on a stadium full of people was so crazy but it was an amazing sight. Another thing I noticed is how there was a sense of type of community. Its as if everybody became friends with everybody. People were sparking up random convos, all about Beyonce, with strangers and taking selfies. It was just a good vibe all around.
Of course Beyonce killed it. It was a couple times where her singing had a nigga emotional. She even gave Prince a tribute which was cool. Everything from the visuals to the sound was fuego. Overall it was a pretty good experience. Would definitely try to go as a fan. Now Im bout to go blast Lemonade.
Forgot to mention the last hour of her show she did it all in the rain. It was fucking pouring yesterday.
The theatre was kind enough to let me have the poster and now it’s found a new home at my place 😊
Weekend Hangout at Houston
Heyyy!!! We are having a hangout all this weekend leading up to Sundays new episode.
We’ll be watching Submarine Kid and The Legend of Barney Thomson, going to restaurants, Main Event, and other stuff maybe!
Contact me if you’re interested in joining us at some point!
‘Barney Thomson,’ the directorial debut of Robert Carlyle, is near perfect in its cozy Glasgow-set rattiness.
Barney Thomson,” a Glasgow-set ensemble crime comedy rocking so many strong brogues that it’s best watched with subtitles, may be the most Scottish film to wash up on American shores since “Trainspotting.”
“Barney” is the directorial debut of proud Scotsman Robert Carlyle.
“This is the story of what happens when you move chairs,” he says in an introductory voiceover that would be perfectly folksy if it weren’t accompanied by a close-up of a severed penis. What’s that, ye say? Well, with a greasy floor, poor scissors safety habits, and a temper management issue, Old Barney lands himself in a wee spot of “Sweeney Todd” trouble when his boss tries to give him his jotters (that’s “fire him,” for those who didn’t have a Glaswegian grandmother like mine).
For a first-time director, Carlyle’s filmmaking is remarkably assured; all his years in front of the camera seem to have lent him a shorthand with actors and a terrific style.
Though set in the present, everything and everyone here seems detached from the time-space continuum.