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celluloidrainbow · 9 months
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THE BOYS IN THE BAND (1970) dir. William Friedkin At his New York loft apartment, Michael is hosting a thirty-second birthday party for his friend. According to him, the party consists of 'seven screaming queens': birthday boy Harold, debt ridden preppy Michael, neurotic Donald, flamboyant Emory, amiable Bernard, and couple Hank and Larry who are going through growing pains in their relationship. Unexpectedly thrown into the mix is Alan, Michael's married, straight and straight-laced old university roommate. The ninth and last person at the party is a fresh-faced, young and naive urban cowboy, who is Emory's birthday gift to Harold. Directed mostly by Michael, each exposes a little of himself throughout the evening. (link in title)
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filmap · 2 months
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The Boys in the Band William Friedkin. 1970
Apartment Entrance: 136 E 65th St, New York, NY 10065, USA Balcony: 243 E 61st St, New York, NY 10065, USA See in map
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anton-wyzek · 10 months
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I know pride month is over now, but I want to reflect on the artists, musicians, actors, singers, and others we lost to AIDS.
Keith Haring
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Gia Carangi
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Leonard Frey
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Robert La Tourneaux
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Frederick Combs
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Keith Prentice
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Kenneth Nelson
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Larry Kert
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Irving Allen Lee
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Ilka Tanya Payán
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I encourage others to add more people, as I will do the same in reblogs as there were so many more people I wanted to add. And those in the public eye that we lost don’t even hold a candle to the large amount of brothers, sisters, friends, that were lost due to AIDS.
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may8chan · 1 year
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On the Set of Hellraiser
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tobbogan-13 · 2 months
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is there a The Fantasticks fandom out there?
I need to talk to people about this show 😭🙏
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andrewisdoing · 9 months
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“Donald, you’re so serious this evening”
The Boys In The Band (1970)
(Side note: I will definitely be posting more of TBITB gifs because it must be represented on my blog because this film shaped my very existence)
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carolinanadeau · 1 month
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No thoughts just They Were You from The Fantasticks
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clemsfilmdiary · 2 months
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The Boys in the Band (1970, William Friedkin)
"What I am, Michael, is a 32 year-old, ugly, pock marked Jew fairy, and if it takes me a little while to pull myself together, and if I smoke a little grass before I get up the nerve to show my face to the world, it's nobody's god-damned business but my own. And how are you this evening?"
2/28/24
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realhankmccoy · 6 months
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Always, Bruce. Always, Christina. Always, millions of other halfhomo cucks.
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nofatclips · 4 months
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Flashing Black by Images In Vogue from the collection album Incipience 1: Studio Tracks 1981-1982, part of the Incipience 1981-1983 box-set (The title on BandCamp is wrong!)
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cold1dead1eyes · 11 months
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29. "i won't let them hurt you anymore."
oscar is thrashing around on his bed. it’s not full blown mania, but he’s squirming desperately, like he’s trying to crawl out of his own skin. kenneth knew that something was wrong the minute he retreated to his own room instead of sleeping in their shared queen.
“no. no. no. no.” oscar mutters under his breath. his eyes are half open but hazy, tear tracks dragging down his cheeks. kenneth collapses next to the bed. he reaches out and pulls the blanket off of oscar.
“hey, sweetheart. you’re okay, you’re okay.” kenneth whispers, making sure not to touch oscar. it wouldn’t help his panic, touch is the last thing he needs right now. oscar is shaking so hard that his staggered teeth are clattering. he curls up into a ball and fists his hands into his frizz of curls.
“stop, s’hurting, no, stop. s’hurting emmett.” oscar slurs under his breath. he’s not asleep, just too deep into his episode to be lucid. kenneth turns on the bedside lamp and strips the blanket off the bed. oscar isn’t fully gone yet. he’s just started slipping and with any luck, if kenneth goes by this tactfully, he’ll be able to pull him back before he falls in.
“kenneth! kenneth!” oscar screams. screams. he groans and cries into his pillow, awful and breathless. the raw scratch of his throat makes kenneth feel sick. if he didn’t know any better, he’d be panicking now too just from the sheer desperation in oscar’s cries.
“i’m here, oscar. i’m right here. i’m right here.” kenneth gets in close to whisper. not too close. just close enough to shroud oscar in his voice, and a shiver passes through oscar’s entire body.
“oscar, open your eyes.” oscar shakes his head. his knobbly knees are tucked up against his chest. kenneth’s hands are itching to reach out and smooth out the death grip he has on his thin legs, but he knows that he has to get oscar out of his episode before he can comfort him.
“kenneth, please, make it stop. make it stop.” oscar sobs. his pillow is soaked with tears. he huddles closer and rocks back and forth, still squirming, trying to rip out from a body that hurts so badly even when there’s no danger.
kenneth softly shushes him. he keeps going until oscar’s whimpers fade out into hiccups, then until he goes silent, breathing heavily. he leans down again and whispers.
“open your eyes, sweetheart.” slowly, tentatively as if he’s expecting to lose his vision from it, oscar peeks his eyelids open. his glass prosthetic eye stays stagnant in its socket, but his other eye is bloodshot from crying. kenneth smiles, shaky, trying to hide the awful tremble in his limbs. this never gets any easier.
“good. just like that. good job, keep them open, okay oscar?” oscar nods. he looks exhausted, like the exertion of his panic attack was enough to wipe him out completely. kenneth brings up one shaking hand. he holds it over oscar’s thin form, a safe distance in case he denies.
“i’m going to touch you now, okay? just on the arm.” thank god, oscar nods. he bites his lip too hard and tries not to cry when kenneth’s hand comes down onto his arm. his breath hitches, but kenneth just strokes his skin, gently and carefully.
“see? you’re safe, it’s okay. there’s no one here but me.” oscar’s eyes peek open a little more. he lethargically turns his head, as if to check. he sighs thankfully at the empty room and reaches out to grab kenneth’s arm with two small, shaky hands.
“do you want a hug?” kenneth asks, and oscar’s eyes fill with tears. he nods aggressively and reaches his arms out. kenneth lets out a breath of air he doesn’t remember taking and clambers into bed next to oscar.
“shh, you’re okay. you’re okay. i got you, darling. i’ll keep you safe.” he whispers as oscar hiccups cries into his chest. he holds him flush against his chest so that he can hear the pounding of kenneth’s heart through his ribcage. steady and strong and safe.
“i won’t let them hurt you anymore.” kenneth promises. oscar lets out a higher pitched keen, choked off and pained. kenneth bundles him closer into his head. he rubs his shaking back and holds him as oscar breaks apart in his arms.
prompt from @whumpay
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badmovieihave · 6 months
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Bad movie I have Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid 1969
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firstsentence · 6 months
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"It is easy to overlook the fact that officers were also entitled to their daily allowance of rum so that any irregularity in its issue or receipt could involve them no less than any other members of the ship's company — and frequently did." 🍵
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cultfaction · 10 months
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Artists in Agony trailer released
Award-winning filmmaker Kenneth Lui‘s highly-anticipated crime comedy ARTISTS IN AGONY, will hit VOD platforms worldwide July 21st 2023 from Global Digital Releasing. ARTISTS IN AGONY features recently discovered footage revealing how four famous hitmen died at the infamous Coda Teahouse Massacre. —Frosty (the new father), Lucien Mercy (the stay-at-home mom), Red Rick (the romantic), and his…
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nsantand · 1 year
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Kenneth Rexroth – Música de Alaúde
A Terra vai durar por muito tempo / Antes de finalmente congelar; / Os homens nela estarão; receberão nomes, / Justificarão seus atos. / Já nós estaremos aqui somente / Como componentes químicos... Kenneth Rexroth - Música de Alaúde
A Terra vai durar por muito tempoAntes de finalmente congelar;Os homens nela estarão; receberão nomes,Justificarão seus atos.Já nós estaremos aqui somenteComo componentes químicos —Na verdade, uma pequena franquia.Agora ainda temos uma vida,Corpúsculos, ambições, carícias,Como todos já tiveram um dia —Todas as pessoas brilhantes, as neige d’antan1,“Blithe Helen, white Iope, and the rest,”2Todos…
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