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I need everyone to know that Anne Rice and guy who started Popeyes (the fried chicken place not the cartoon) hated each other and once spent weeks/monthes taking out page length ads against each other in New Orleans newspapers because the Popeyes guy opened a tacky restaurant where Lestat was supposed to have died, or something like that
https://www.nytimes.com/1997/03/19/us/where-a-vampire-walked-tastes-clash.html
In case anyone thought I was kidding
why am i not at all surprised to read of Anne Rice being litigious about petty bullshit
It gets even better when you realize that, before the restaurant opened, it was an abandoned used car lot. She was literally complaining about an abandoned property being bought and actually USED for something. Because in Lestat’s final scene he walked by the car lot and looked at his reflection in one of the car windows.
I have never enjoyed anything more as I have enjoyed imagining Lestat’s reaction to learning that his final resting place is a restaurant owned by a fast food executive.
I bed everyone to read this article, which includes not only mr. Copeland writing “PS see you in court” but also anne rice writing AS LESTAT and thereby ADJUSTING “CANON” that lestat isnt in the restaurent bc it was so ugly it woke him from his slumpers
Anne Rice could gaf abt canon this is all amazing
This is SUCH a Lestat thing to do though…Lestat most definitely would take an ad out in a paper to critize an ugly restaurant he believed didn’t suite the ambience of New Orleans . If that’s not Canon idk what is . I can see him looking across the street in horror and calling his lawyers while Louis just sits there done with life.
This is the best part. It’s 2:00 Am and I’m losing my mind .
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the classic trope of "what if you went to a town and it was weird" never fails
Daniel at some point in his life probably nearly killed Armand by dropping acid and eating three weed brownies and forgetting to warn him.
hearing anything about the nolan odyssey is so funny. it's like "they cut the extremely important and infamous nobody scene" "the cyclops is a giant puppet that they put in an actual historical cave + gave circe animatronics for her pig transformation instead of cgi" "they dumped plastic skeletons in an environmentally protected location they were not supposed to be in" "they recreated ancient greek instruments in order to have an accurate score" "all of odysseus's agency is basically gone" "anne hathaway actually learned how to weave ancient looms" "the women in this movie are treated like shit" "they actually buried actors alive to get those underworld shots" "did you see what the fuck zendaya was fucking wearing holy shit you can't DO THAT, MA'AM" "what do you mean there was a legitimate epic the musical reference" "NOT A SINGLE FUCKING GREEK WAS CAST IN THIS MOVIE"
like did nolan have two guys standing at his side at all times whispering ideas in his ear and one told the truth and the other told lies and they didnt tell him which was which until they wrapped production cause
it’s amazing how women are able to navigate crowded rooms without ever touching a palm to a man’s lower back
logging onto tumblr like heyyy i'm thinking about the same character i've spent the past few weeks thinking about. no change here. just wanted to let yall know
Going from a homosexual cutiepie to the bisexual spawn of Satan is so beautiful.
the other day a friend of a friend referred to "busting out of your abdomen like the alien from the Predator films" and I was completely caught off guard. like I guess that's - that's not wrong. the alien was. okay she was in the Predator films. well some of them. but like. she had her own. she's the alien from the Alien films. like. they have her name on them. he's not "King Kong from the Godzilla films"
there's also a reason it's not called an "abdomenburster" but one issue at a time
it's like when headlines refer to a famous woman via her husband. that's not "Predator's wife" she's got her own franchise!!
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I know this is horrible but this comment was left on a true crime youtube video and I cannot stop laughing.
“omg why is no one talking about—”
Human Is is a 1955 Philip K. Dick sci-fi short story where a guy goes to another planet for work and when he comes back to Earth his personality has flipped from an asshole to a sweet, kind, considerate man. Everyone's immediately convinced that an alien has taken over his body, this goes all the way to court, and in court his wife testifies that she's noticed no changes at all and so the charges are dropped.
And then there's a bit right at the end of the story as the wife and the husband are walking out of court:
Jill turned abruptly. "What is your name? Your real name."
The man's gray eyes flickered. He smiled a little, kind, gentle smile. "I'm afraid you would not be able to pronounce it. The sounds cannot be formed..."
Jill was silent as they walked along, deep in thought. The city lights were coming on all around them. Bright yellow spots in the gloom. "What are you thinking?" the man asked.
"I was thinking perhaps I will still call you Lester," Jill said. "If you don't mind."
"I don't mind," the man said. He put his arm around her, drawing her close to him. He gazed down tenderly as they walked through the thickening darkness, between the yellow candles of light that marked the way. "Anything you wish. Whatever will make you happy."
And I. God. There's something there. A soupcon of monsterfuckery. To tell your partner in a moment of intimacy that yes, you're something so inhuman that the lips you're stealing can't speak your actual name. You're a parasite that not only had the ability to burrow under this man's skin and take over his life, but you were so desperate to escape a dead, dry, blasted planet that you did.
And for your partner to then turn around and go "I know, I've always known, and I love you" is just. God I know it's not a great Dick story but something about it is making me lose my mind
Also it's explicitly stated that the guy's consciousness is still alive and preserved on the alien planet. Jill is told this and then proceeds to defend the alien anyways, ensuring that her husband's brain is stuck in a jar on a desert planet. You love to see it
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