#Lori Bruno

[tobacconist]

italian witches be like

#strega #stregheria #no disrespect but this made me burst out laughing #lori bruno

[dailyreddevils]

#Bruno Fernandes #loris karius

[miss-starmania]

💫 (The infamous) Starmania V

aka “Mogador -93”

Love it or hate it… or both ✨

The original cast of “Mogador- 93”

Loud at Sonia Benezra show ✨

A surprise photo - if you can notice 💫

Ziggy… Norman Groulx was Ziggy too, and Zero Janvier … ✨

And this Zero was identified as … Bruno Pelletier, although I have a slight doubt. 🙂

Jasmine Roy (Sadia in 93-95) was Marie-Jeanne, Stella or even Cristal ✨

And unbelievable Sabrina Lory (Stella Spotlight 88-90) was an understudy for all female roles too ✨

#starmania #Starmania93 #starmania 1993 #starmaniamogador #norman groulx #bruno pelletier #jasmine roy #sabrina lory

[kururu418]

Brittle Bonds Chapter 30: A Sweet Serenade

Things seem to be looking up for Ben, so much so that his brother manages to talk him into something he’d usually never have the nerve to do.   

#brittle bonds #main story #ben brittle #luna loud #lori loud #bruno brittle #beck brittle #leni loud #bruce brittle #berta brittle #loud house #fanfiction

[spaziocomesichiama]

30 dicembre 2022

Spazio come si chiama? promuove la mostra collettiva PECORELLE in collaborazione con spazio mirtilloxgalleriaarrivada e si impegna a dare rilevanza alla sua pecorella preferita: “La pecorella smarrita” di Arabrab Acnirt.

La mostra, inaugurata il 13 dicembre 2022, rimarrà aperta fino al 23 dicembre 2023, per tanti giorni quante sono le pecorelle esposte!

Seguono lə 375 artistə:

Luca Assi

Andrea Barbagallo

Aurora Biancardi

Francesca Bionda

Valentina Bobbo

Antonia Boschetti

Nicolò Camedda

Matteo Capriotti

Giada Carnevale

Pietro Chiarello

Filippo Benedetta Chilelli

Francesca Colombo

Lorenzo D'alba

Emma de Devitiis

Stefano de Paolis

Giovanni Diano

Pietro di Corrado

Luca di Palma

Alessandro di Silvestro

Lorenzo Finotti

Madeleine Fléau

Davide Giuseppe Fracasso

Ludovica Gugliotta

Inmotulus

Tommaso Lencioni

Giorgio Lorefice

Luca Loreti

Chiara Mapelli

Marzia Mazzone

Cecilia Mentasti

Will Merante

Nemo's

Edoardo Paci

Aronne Pleuteri

Cosima Pugliese

Davide Quartucci

Federico Riccobene

Davide Riganti

Camilla Rocchi

Davide Rossi

Valentina Schito

Peng Shuai Paolo

Chiara Sibilla

Matteo Tonell

Twee Whistler

Francesca Vanoli

Filippo Zoli

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Arabrab Acnirt

Giulia Loredani

Kamila Bracio

Costanza Merini

Aldo Corboletti

Cures Bito

Edoardo Destro

Matilde Verzanti

Eva Lela

Giulia Serafina

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Beatrice Gorini

Marcella Schifo

Marcello Scafo

Lucrezia Hassan

Goberto Stayn

Michele Giasone

Brittany Spersa

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Billi Cancelli

Erion Bracio

Oscar Selvaggio

Stefano Falco Re

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Ben Dover

Rodion Romanovič Raskol'nikov

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Irina Balls

Riano Goslingo

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Saro Esposito

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Truo Detectivo

Mark Hawk

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Is Reale

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Ilmana af Klinta

Eos Duemelilad

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Guido Mista

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Fugo Pannacotta

Denisa Riotta

Giovanni Stella di Gio

Lisa Lisa

Suzie Q

Casca Male

Farnese Farnetica

Giovanna Poi

Luca Abete

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Grace Cosima

Tommaso Nucco

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Piccolo Amico

Costanza Piatto Rosso

Leze Lezia

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Ross Acco

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Roberto Ast

Martina Vocado

Gesualdo Mino

Matteo Pecorotti

Lucia Nuro

Loris Tubaio

Pietro Liere

Andrea Computer

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Lola Vandaia

Maurizioco Modino

Ismaele Very

Ariadna Weber

Griet Orta

Jacques Dubois

Sofia Rognoso

Emma Brahimaj

Emma Scalzone

Carla Dro

Agatha Lettera ai Corinzi

Arnaldo Perugino

Alex Love Car

Osvaldo Scioni

Tomas E. Martinez C.

Daniel Piloni

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Clara Ovvero

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Blerta Vernello

Francesca Franceschi

Caterina Tale

Joanna Argolo

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Anne Høngaard

Astrid Schrage

Riccardio Salotto

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Merino Merini

Alberto Sorrentino

Gennaro Martino

Diana Comasina

Pietra Brenta

Osvaldo Luciani

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Laura Pimento

Pippi Calzecorte

Carlo Marco

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Giuseppe Renna

Dennis Freeway

Alina Lorenzin

Giacomo Krispi

Damiano dei Maneskin

Daniele Zuppa

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Nicola Lanterna

Mario Vanni

Zaccaria Tuofratello

Marta Cantarelli

Andrea Fragalà

Vittoria Campestre

Simona Duecentoquattro

Marina Sghirripa

Mathias Birri

Eva Allegra

Franco di Ladro

Matilde N. Tista

Agnese Mare Chiaro

Nicola Fossarrelli

Alessandro Medario

Dario Buzzati

Kim Cardascio

Gennaro Candela

Bella Adito

Gigio Costa

Pietro T. Tola

Salvo Salvini Salvuzzi

Vitangelo Moscarda

Anna Rosa

Quantorzo Rovelli

Firbo Malatesta

Marco di Dio

Dida Moscarda

Guido Guidobaldi

Loredana Cuore Dolce

Leonardo Agamben

Giorgio Caffo

Katia Andreani

Evandro Morino

Priscilla Oscilla

Torquato Pirelli

Franca Stella

Romana Tedeschia

Marco Gusati

Anna Vigatore

Rodolfo Caffot Titi

Aronne Cromante

Paola Costa

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Giuliana da Empoli

Ilario Tondarini

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Carlo Accardi

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Franco Struzione

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Una persona

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Carmine Curmini

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Ipona Cosimi

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Giorgio Costanza

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Resta in Pace

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Pasquale Porrari

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Elio Nato Vivo

Michael Millais

Tua Madre_

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Harris Farts

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Pietro Parco

Arancio Sole Chiaro

Terza in Comodo

Frank il Giardino

Manca Poco

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Martino Picardi

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Pasquale Pasqualon

Ginestra Tonini

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Karim al-Rahmān

Isotta Mbabazi

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Michael Scott

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Jim Halpert

Andy Bernard

Kevin Malone

Creed Bratton

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Moses Okello

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Alessia Rizza

Michela Lepore

Giovanni Mucciacca

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[bookgeekgrrl]

My media this week (23-29 Jul 2023)

📚 STUFF I READ 📚

🥰 The Rift (seapigeon) - 53K, modern college no powers AU - there's witchcraft and ghosts and curses and art student steve and science nerd bucky and it was all very good!

😍 Six Kids and a Winnebago series (Oddree13) - 91K, omegaverse Steddie - this series is a thoroughly delightful domestic omegaverse(lite) set post s4 - excellent characterizations, great sense of time/place & really fantastic music references

🥰 Longing and Belonging (enjambament) - 44K, geraskier - governess!Jaskier, lots of great family stuff with Ciri & Yen [reread, a definite fave]

😍 if I'm gonna get back to you someday (napricot) - 46K, post Endgame fixit with "a clusterfuck of Steves" from different multiverses - so many good emotions!

😊 Roommate Wanted (Lihhelsing, tinkerbclla) - 66K, modern Steddie roommates-to-lovers, part epistolary with a dash of identity porn

💖💖 +110K of shorter fic so shout out to these I really loved 💖💖

the premature awakening of Bucky Barnes [at the hands of stupid, sexy, Post-run Steve] (MaddieWritesStucky (Madeleine_Ward)) - MCU: stucky, 3K - modern no powers stucky, several months on in the relationship between stripper!Bucky & architecht Steve [reread]

Galatea (saltandbyrne) - Inception: Arthur/Eames, 16K - a very good and delightfully melancholic modern myth telling

Shelter Case (Coragyps) - Suits: Mike/Harvey, 7K - futuristic dark dystopian omegaverse [reread]

Let Me Keep You (LeeHan) - MCU: stucky, 4K - Steve's oral fixation PWP  [reread]

📺 STUFF I WATCHED 📺

D20: Adventuring Party - s1, e15-18

D20: A Crown of Candy - s5, e15-17

Good Omens - s2, e1-6

🎧 PODCASTS 🎧

What Next: TBD Plus - Why Tech Lays Women Off First

⭐ Wiser Than Me with Julia Louis-Dreyfus - Julia Gets Wise with Jane Fonda

Fire Island: The Tea - Thomás Matos

50 Years of Hip-Hop - 1991: "Mind Playing Tricks on Me" by Geto Boys

50 Years of Hip-Hop - 1993: "Hip Hop Hooray" by Naughty by Nature

Hot and Bothered - Live from Pemberley: The 2005 Movie (with Helen Zaltzman and Jenny Owen Youngs)

Re: Dracula - July 24: There Will be Some Trouble

Rachel Maddow Presents: Déjà News - Episode 6: “Hello America, this is Addis Ababa.”

50 MPH - 7 MPH / A Crash Course in Jan De Bont (with Bilge Ebiri)

⭐ Endless Thread - Best of Summer: The Loudest Sound

The Atlas Obscura Podcast - Mapping the Gay Guides

The Atlas Obscura Podcast - Spaces for Spies

Switched on Pop - Barbie and the plasticity of pop

Shedunnit - Cricket and Crime

Re: Dracula - July 26: Just Starting for Home

Ologies with Alie Ward - Sciuridology (SQUIRRELS) with Karen Munroe

Stuff The British Stole - The Fever Tree Hunt

The Waves Plus - How a Drag Queen Recreated the American Dream

The Atlas Obscura Podcast - Knight’s Spider Web Farm

The Atlas Obscura Podcast - Amazon Night Hikes

Our Opinions Are Correct - Encore Episode: We're in the wrong timeline, with Connie Willis and R.F. Kuang

99% Invisible #546 - The Country of the Blind

50 Years of Hip-Hop - 1981: "Rapture" by Blondie

⭐ Decoder Ring Plus - A Brief History of Making Out

Twenty Thousand Hertz+ - Zelda: A Beep to the Past

Dear Prudence Plus - My Boyfriend Hid His Hobby From Me—Civil War Reenactments. Help!

⭐ Into It - Country Music’s Race Problem

What Next: TBD Plus - Washington vs. A.I.

Rivals: Music's Greatest Feuds - Robbie Robertson vs. Levon Helm: Broken Band

Re: Dracula - July 28: Four Days in Hell

Re: Dracula - July 29: Another Tragedy

Hit Parade Plus - The Bridge: Don’t Believe Me, Just Watch

⭐ Strong Songs - "Killing Me Softly With His Song," as sung by Lauryn Hill, Roberta Flack, & Lori Lieberman

Wait Wait… Don't Tell Me! - WWDTM: Randall Park

Fire Island: The Tea - Bambi Sue: Dredging Up the Past

🎶 MUSIC 🎶

Presenting The Who

People Just Wanna Have Fun [Kool & The Gang] {2023}

The Beach Boys Radio • Popular

"One Thing Leads To Another" [The Fixx] Radio

Dream Theater

Presenting Bruno Mars

#sunday reading recap #bookgeekgrrl's reading habits #bookgeekgrrl's soundtracks #fanfic ftw #d20 a crown of candy #dimension 20 #good omens #i showed a lot of restraint by using that gif and not the super spoilery one i wanted to! #iykyk #the who #the beach boys #kool and the gang #dream theater #the fixx #bruno mars #decoder ring podcast #hit parade podcast #strong songs podcast #99% invisible #20k hz podcast #endless thread podcast #into it podcast #re: dracula #the atlas obscura podcast podcast #switched on pop podcast #shedunnit podcast #wiser than me with julia louis-dreyfus podcast #ologies with alie ward podcast #50 mph podcast #stuff the british stole podcast

[litgwritersroom]

halloween soon and i'm feeling spooky. any chance of a ghost story? can be any season, any islander! would just love to see some cool takes from you guys

SCREAM

S3 + Bruno | 7000+ words | @i-boop-you

What's your favourite scary movie? I hope it's scream, because we're paying homage. Can you guess who Ghostface is?

Note: Not a ghost story, but a Ghostface story. Expect usual slasher gore, some violent deaths, and the murder of some of your favourite characters. Apologies in advance.

“This tragic case has led me here, to Amor High School, where the deceased -”

Lori couldn’t take her eyes off of Valentina Valentine, the look on her face one of confusion, like she was wondering what on earth Valentina was doing outside her school with a news crew in tow. They weren’t the only ones. Talia from Channel One was there, and just behind her Hope was reporting for Channel Two, and on and on it went.

Prim and pristine, every single one of them, but the severity of what they were reporting on was clear; each expression grim and serious as the next, heightened by the glamour of each of the reporters. 

“Hey!”

Lori jumped, flinching away from the hand that had come down on her arm. Half a second later and she was facing her best friends, both of whom looked as troubled as the dead serious news reports. It looked odd against the backdrop of gaudy Halloween decorations; a sallow faced Eddie reporting for EITV with a green witch hanging from a tree behind him. Every time the wind blew, it made it look like his report was being invaded by a supernatural cartoon.

“Crazy what’s going on, right?” Iona said, her furrowed brow on the new mayhem. “I guess it is a full moon, though. They say all the crazy comes out on a full moon.”

Lori screwed her face up, looking between Iona and Elladine. “What’s happened? Why are so many people reporting on the school?”

“It’s not the school,” Elladine said, a scoff on her tongue and incredulity in her eyes. Concern coloured her face as she took Lori in.

“Shit, Lor, do you not know?” Iona replied, linking her arm into her friends. Elladine did the same on the other side, like the pair were shielding their friend from the horrors of whatever danger it was that lurked.

They took their first steps towards the front of the school, away from the hubbub of media activity that was ravishing the front lawn.

“What’s going on?” Lori asked, looking between them both again.

“Lori …” Elladine whispered, her voice weighing heavy. She looked about with guilt before she went on, “Lily Osorio and Rafi Sayed were murdered last night.”

Like that, Lori felt the colour draining from her face, and it didn’t stop there. It appeared as though the strength leaked from her body, stopping her in her tracks as she looked on at her friends in shock and despair.

“And not just like a little stabby-stab,” Iona said, running her hand through her short head of hair, “like they were butchered. Guts out, hanging from a tree, Billy Butcherson style.”

Lori gasped, half gagging, hand over her mouth. “Oh my God… Do they know who did it?”

“That’s the worst part,” Elladine replied, her voice wavering. “They have no fucking clue. Don’t tell anyone I said this because Bruno told me it in confidence, but like the police are grasping at straws. Expect to be pulled out of class today because the police aren’t ruling anyone out right now.”

“Shit, they think it could be someone here at school?” Iona said, voice hitching.

Elladine nodded. “Like I said, they don’t have any idea.”

For Lori, interview time came during English. She hadn’t been paying attention the whole lesson, her eyes burnt on the empty desk that sat in the middle of the room. It once sat the beautiful blonde Lily, but now it filled the pit of her stomach.

The school counsellor, “Call me Genevieve,” came to collect Lori for the interview and accompanied her all the way to Principal Sterling’s office. There, Police Chief Graham Morgan and Officer Kaminski were already waiting.

“Lori, thanks for joining us,” Principal Sterling said. He sat up off of his desk to lead her into the room, sensing her shyness. “Lori, this is Chief Morgan,” he said, “and Chief, this is Lori Herring.”

“Lori,” Zabinski held his muscled arm out to shake her hand. “You’re good friends with Officer Bruno’s younger sister, Elladine, right?”

Lori’s gaze flickered to Bruno who gave her an encouraging nod. It was surely meant to calm her, but under his gaze her heart beat twice as fast. Lori followed with several nods in quick succession to OChief Morgan, “Yeah. We’ve been friends since nursery.”

“She’s a good kid, and Bruno thinks the world of her, so I can tell you must be a good kid too. Bruno’s sure talked you both up enough, but I’m not here to talk about your friendship with Elladine. Lori, can you tell me how well you knew Lily Osorio or Rafi Sayed?”

The shrug that ensued from Lori led to her holding herself tight, showing her discomfort. “Not well. I had some classes with Lily, but we were never friends. We just ran in different crowds. Same with Rafi. He’s in the year above, so I never had much to do with him.”

“Yeah, he’s in your boyfriend's year, isn’t he? A William Green, is that correct?”

Lori nodded again. “Yeah, but I don’t think Bill’s friends with him either. I’ve never heard him talk about Rafi.”

The Chief nodded and Bruno jotted down everything she was saying in his little notepad. The interview didn’t last much longer, and counsellor Genevieve remained throughout, as did Principal Sterling, but Lori was soothed enough with Bruno’s presence in the room.

When she got out, it was time to break for lunch. Despite not eating since breakfast, the thought of food made Lori’s stomach churn. She went on the hunt for her friends, and when she found them, the six of them crowded outside at the school fountain. The media circus could be seen from there, the crowd converging around a podium where Police Chief Morgan was making his statement.

Elladine was the last to join them, coming out from the school with Bruno at her side. He waved to the kids before heading over to join his colleagues just in time for the media to launch on them with their array of intrusive questions.

“What’s old Bruno got to say?” Seb asked as Elladine nestled on the stone, leaning up against her boyfriend Nicky.

“Nothing that’s of any interest to you, I’d imagine,” she replied, rolling her eyes haughtily. She propped her feet on the stone, lounging to her heart's content. With one little prod of her big toe, she had Lori’s attention. “Hey.”

Lori looked over from where she was similarly lounging in Bill’s arms while he used his mouth as an extra hand to unwrap his favourite sandwich. She gave Elladine a smile, the first she’d cracked all day.

“Bruno talked to my mum. She wants to know if you wanna stay over while your dad is out of town. She says you can stay for as long as you want.”

Bill seemingly hadn’t been paying attention, but she felt him shift; the attention drawing from filling his stomach to what his girlfriend was up to.

Before Lori could answer, Nicky chimed in, grinning at Elladine and asking, “Did your mum say I could stay over?”

Elladine smacked him as Seb and Bill snickered.

“That’d be great, Elladine,” Lori said. “I’ll text my dad and let him know what’s going on.”

“How long is he out of town for?” Nicky asked, brushing his fingertips down Elladine’s arm. It brought a smile over her face, making her flinch like it was tickly.

“He’ll be back after the weekend,” Lori answered him. “He left a bunch of sweets for Halloween tonight, in case any kids come round, but by the looks of it, nobody's going out trick or treating tonight.”

“Take them to Elladine’s and that’s your movie night snacks sorted,” Iona suggested.

“Or,” Bill said, wrapping both his arms around Lori’s neck. He held her tight, close to his chest, rocking her from side to side as he faced the others over her shoulder, his eyes lighting up on his girlfriend, “Instead of you going to Elladine’s, I could come over. Could be a movie night for us.”

“Somehow I think zero movies are gonna be getting watched,” Seb smirked.

Rolling her eyes, Lori smacked Bill’s arms away. “You came over last night,” she said.

“That was before your dad went out of town.”

“Oh, sounds like someone has an alibi,” Seb said, reaching over to slap Bill on the thigh.

Bill went to kick Seb, but Seb moved out of reach just in time. “What do I need an alibi for?” Bill asked, his tone heavy, heightened with suspicion.

“I’m saying nothing,” Seb said.

“Besides,” Iona said, a brow quirked at Nicky, “wasn’t it you who used to d¹ate Lily?”

Nicky’s mouth hung open, a hollow ‘tsk’ falling from within as an incredulous smirk played on his face. His hold of Elladine got tighter. Before he could answer, Seb was there again. He threw a raspberry at Nicky and said, “Yeah, and then she dumped you for Rafi.”

Again, before Nicky could answer, another voice chimed in. This time, it was Elladine, who sat up, looking crossly at Nicky, and said, “I thought you dumped her for me?”

“Of course I did,” Nicky answered, ushering her back into his arms. “She’s got nothing on you.”

Muttering, Seb said, “Well, yeah, hard to compete when one is dead.”

Bill kicked at Seb again. This time, it hit, and as Seb reeled from the impact, nursing his side with an, “Ah,” Bill told him, “Get some fucking tact, man. I get being one of the undead is your thing, but that doesn’t mean the rest of us want to hear it.”

“I’m not one of the undead,” Seb said. “I’m just emo. You’re seriously misrepresenting the culture.”

Bill rolled his eyes. Over the speaker system, Principal Sterling’s voice broke over the whole school, announcing, “Students, I’ve been informed that a town-wide curfew is going into effect tonight. Until your safety can be guaranteed, you aren’t to go out after eight pm. Any parties or trick or treating you have planned will have to be moved to another night. We hope you understand that this is for your safety.”

“What bullshit,” Seb said, shaking his head. “Halloween is the best night of the year.”

“I can’t believe they’re cancelling it because of a little murder,” Iona concurred.

“And if it had been you who was strung up on a tree for your parents to find your dead body?” Elladine asked.

“Even more reason to party.”

“Do you know what?” Nicky said, looking about at all of them. “I think Seb and Iona are right. I don’t think we should let this stop us living our lives. If anything, this just goes to show that we shouldn’t take any minute for granted. I say we say ‘fuck it’, and throw the biggest Halloween party that we can.”

“Don’t be an idiot,” Elladine said. “That’s like putting up a glaring neon sign to the killer saying ‘We’re here! Come kill us!’”

“Who says the killer is going to strike again?” Nicky shrugged. “For all we know, he had beef with Lily and Rafi for whatever reason, and that’s it settled now. We should toast to them, not let it scare us into never leaving our homes.”

“Here, here,” Seb said, tipping his bottle of water.

Elladine and Lori looked at each other as Bill and Iona chanted their agreements, too. “It’ll probably be safer if we’re in numbers,” Lori said.

“... I suppose you’re right. I’ll have to give Bruno a heads up, though. He’ll be pissed if he finds out I’ve snuck out with a murderer on the loose.”

“Invite him,” Nicky said. “Tell him that he can be our lookout. If the killer does come to strike, they’ll have to get through Officer Kaminski first.”

“No one’s gonna dare with him around,” Bill grinned.

“Don’t be mean, Bruno’s lovely,” Lori said, nudging him gently.

“Careful, Lor, your childhood crush is showing,” Seb teased, earning him a flash of daggers from both Lori and Bill.

“Don’t look now,” Iona said, voice high, eyes wide staring straight ahead.

All heads turned to where she was gazing, landing on Bruno taking a leisurely stroll back towards the school with Valentina Valentine at his side, both with playful smiles on their faces.

“Of course,” Elladine hissed. “He could never resist a pretty face.”

“Who’s betting that she’s sniffing for information?” Bill asked.

“He looks happy enough,” Nicky said.

“Yeah, until she snakes something confidential and a shitshow lands at his feet,” muttered Elladine, who looked away tsking under her breath.

In the end, it didn’t take much for the girls to convince Bruno. A little whine in their voices paired with doe in their eyes and all they had to say was, “But you’ll be there to protect us.”

“There’s safety in numbers.”

“At least you’ll know where we all are.”

“You’ll be the coolest ever.”

With a heavy sigh, Bruno shut his eyes and let his shoulders sag. “Fine.” He wagged his finger in Elladine’s face, “but you’re explaining it to mum.”

“We’ll just say we’re watching movies at Iona’s,” Elladine said, waving his concerns off. “You need to be there for when we want a lift home.”

“All my police training and I’m basically a glorified taxi driver.”

“Don’t say that, Bruno,” Elladine said, hugging him. “We aren’t going to pay you.”

“Figures.”

When they arrived at Lori’s house it was already cloaked in the setting sky; the thin orange glow of the setting sun was being drowned in the ever-pressing dark, the colours of Halloween making a mockery of them. The moon shone brightly in the sky, full and foreboding.

Lori lived just out of the town in a large modern build. Every year on Halloween they got kids coming to the door with their best jokes prepared and the best costume that the supermarkets had to offer, but there was no danger of trick or treaters on this Halloween night.

While Elladine unlocked the empty house, Lori set about turning on the lights of the decorations outside, basking them in the garish orange of the holiday. Elladine pushed into the house, traipsing in like it was her own home, Bruno lingered on the doorstop, looking between Lori and the surrounding darkness with unease.

“You sure about this, Lori?” He asked.

“No,” she said, not letting herself look at him. He was off duty, but dressed up in an American Sheriff’s outfit, the khaki colour and the cowboy-like hat making him look goofier than usual. “But I don’t want to let what happened stop us from having fun.”

“And I don’t want you guys having fun to stop you from living the rest of your lives.”

They both paused, a look passing between them. “Then it’s a good thing you’re here to protect us, Officer Kaminski.”

Bruno closed the space between them, taking a small device out of his pocket. He held it out to her when he was barely a step away. Lori would never admit to how that made her heart pitter patter having him to close. She could smell the shower gel he used, the fragrance so familiar to her, more familiar than he’d ever guess.

“Here,” he said. “I’ve got one for Ella as well. If you get in any sort of trouble, any at all, press this button and it’ll send an alert to my phone and tell me where you are. Don’t hesitate.”

Lori took it. The plastic was warm from his touch. “I’ll be careful,” she promised.

“Please.”

“You don’t need to worry about me.”

“I always will.”

Headlights interrupted the moment. The honk of a horn and a holler of “Woo!” only furthering them. The car parked next to Bruno’s cruiser and out spilled Iona, Seb, and Nicky. The three of them were dressed up in their Halloween costumes already, with Nicky as a vampire, Seb as a zombie, and Iona changing up the cheerleader suit with come zombified additions. That was just so Iona, Lori thought.

“Where’s Bill?” Lori asked, removing herself from such close proximity to Bruno to greet them.

As she and Iona hugged tight despite the crate of Carling she’d no doubt nicked from her dad, Seb said, “Oh, he’s getting more beers.” With a paling glance over at a carefully watching Bruno, Seb saluted him, “Evening, Officer.”

“Get in the house, Seb,” Bruno said.

Seb made a dash for the boot. Together he and Nicky loaded in several crates of beer and a bag that clinked suspiciously. Iona and Lori followed, but before Lori could get inside, Bruno stopped her, laying a hand carefully on her arm.

“Have you heard from your dad?” He asked.

“Yeah, he asked if I wanted him to cut the trip short, but I told him it wasn’t necessary,” Lori replied, saddened that Bruno didn’t let his touch linger. “He said to thank your parents for letting me stay.”

“Well, we’ll see how tonight pans out before we go saying any thanks, right?”

The corners of her mouth twitched.

“So, I know your house is pretty much a maze,” Bruno went on, eyes brushing over the outside of the house and the three floors visible, “but who would you say knows the ins and out well enough besides Ella and myself?”

“Well, apart from my own dad, probably only Bill,” Lori said.

“Hmm. Did you know that Bill and Rafi were on the football team together?”

Lori snapped her head up at him. “Nicky’s on the team, too.”

The frown over Bruno’s face narrowed, but he did not take his eyes off of the house. “I’m going to do a sweep of the perimeter if you guys are good?” He waited for Lori to nod, and gently nudged her inside. “Lock the door until I come back around.”

Bruno watched Lori heading inside. He could hear the kids within, already having a great time just themselves, and wasn’t sure if he regretted not insisting harder just to keep it the six of them.

He listened for a minute longer, the hooting of a nearby owl almost drowning them out until another vehicle came to a stop at the top of the drive. He couldn’t help the excitable smile on his face as he jogged over.

As her long legs stepped out the passenger side of the news van, Bruno waved, knowing he might regret the goofy enthusiasm of it for the rest of his life.

“Valentina, I’m glad you came,” he said once he’d halted in front of her. “The kids are inside getting ready, but I thought you might want to join me as we check out the perimeter.”

Valentina smiled, but Bruno didn’t note the strain in it. “Sure, that sounds great. It’s pretty cold out, so let me just grab my coat.” As she turned to grab the red coat, she shared a long, knowing look with her cameraman, Dylan, who was biting back his sly smile.

“So,” Valentina went on, in a pointedly casual manner, “you were telling me about how you informed the victim’s families that they were deceased? It must have been so rough considering Lily’s older sister Lexi is your ex-girlfriend.”

Music blared. Scrunched up beer cans were strewn across every surface, the smell of smoke rolling in from those smoking outside on the back patio filling the house, the party had been going for longer than Lori had a clue. She and Elladine had changed into cheerleader outfits to match Iona’s as was the plan. They hadn’t planned on letting Iona zombify them, but in the end Lori left with fake bruising on her neck and Elladine with a fake abdominal injury that left most of her top red with fake blood like she’d been stabbed.

They had an old nineties slasher fic on the TV. The sound could only just be heard over the thumping music, but they knew all the words anyway.

“It’s always the boyfriend,” Seb, now dressed as a skeleton, said, shaking his head at the predictability.

“Are you saying that Rafi butchered Lily and then gutted himself?” Iona asked, a small chuckle falling from her lips as she looked between Seb and Lori.

Lori half-smiled, looking at them out the corner of her eye as Seb launched himself over the other side of the sofa. He hovered over Iona, positioning himself pretty provocatively while Iona could only grin up at him.

“It’s just a fact,” Seb said, grinning down at her. “We all know how predictable these movies are.”

“Not so much anymore,” Iona said. “It’s so much harder to predict who the killer is. Everything is about shock factor these days.”

“Pfft,” Seb said, shaking his head again. He shot up off the sofa, and headed to the front of the TV, pausing it as Jamie Kennedy had his back to the killer. He turned to the girls and declared, “Listen, I know more than anyone that these days with movie and TV, it’s all about subverting expectations, but that doesn’t mean there still aren’t rules.”

“Boo! Turn the movie back on!” Iona chuckled, throwing a cushion at his head.

“Listen, we could be in a horror movie as we speak, so expect this to save one of your lives,” he went on, pointing between the two grinning girls. “Rule number one: Always have a Final Girl. It’s who the audience get to root for, you have to give them someone.” He looked at Iona, adding, “And I’m sorry, Iona, but she’s got to be at least half sensible, so it’s looking like it’s going to be Lori.”

“BOO!” Iona shouted once more, this time throwing popcorn as Lori laughed into her hand.

“Hey, it’s okay, it’s okay, I’m the comedy relief for sure,” he said, heading back to her on the sofa. He took her hand in his, locking his fingers between hers and practically fell over her again, saying, “Stick by my side and I can protect you with my plot armour.”

“Hey, guys,” Nicky said, coming in from the main room of the party with a beer in hand. He paused, scanning them with increasing alarm. “Where’s Elladine?” He spoke to them as a whole, but his eyes were on Lori.

At once Lori sat up. “She went to go find Bruno. She hadn’t heard from him in a while.”

“What? She just went out on her own?” Fear laced his tone as he strode across the room to the windows overlooking the back of the property and into the surrounding woods. He threw Lori a curt look, adding, “And you let her?”

“Relax,” Lori said, “she was on the phone to me the whole time until she found him. They’re together.”

Nicky visibly relaxed, but he still twitched back the curtains, his gaze fixed on the dark shadows of the trees.

“Holy shit!”

They turned as Camilo entered the room, phone in hand, and singled for the music to be cut.

“Everyone, hey, everyone! Listen up!” He called out until he had the attention of everyone. “Principal Sterling is dead. Someone killed him after school and hung him off the roof terrace.”

Shock panned through the students as the severity of the situation trickled around them, but the sympathy didn’t last long before one of the boys on the football team shouted out, “If we leave now we might see them taking his body down!”

This grim proclamation was met with more gusto than Lori could have imagined, and she and her friends were all that remained after the boisterous party-goers fled the house. A look of disgust was plain on several faces.

“I’m calling Elladine,” Nicky said, reaching for his phone.

Lori’s own hand hovered over the device Bruno gave her.

“Shit, Lor,” Iona said, sitting up and pushing Seb away, “when was the last time anyone heard from Bill?”

An uneasy look passed over all their faces. Lori double checked her messages from him, but she already knew the last string of messages off by heart.

“Elladine’s not picking up,” Nicky said. He remained looking calm, but his voice hitched, and he stood too still, like he was just trying to convey control. The fear on his face was subtle, however much he was trying to make it so it wasn’t obvious.

“...Should we go looking for her?” Seb asked, sounding almost too wary to suggest it.

“She’s with Bruno, right?” Iona said, voice shaking.

THUMP.

All four of them flinched, stepping back from the noise in the other room. The actress in the movie screamed behind them, the sounds of her fleeing in terror following the fearful cries.

“Who’s there?” Nicky called out. He was the first to step towards it.

“Nicky, don’t fucking go,” Iona said, her voice fluctuating with the rapid beating of her lashes.

With a look, the determination steeled on his face. “I’m going to look for Elladine.”

There was no hesitation as he strode through on his way to the kitchen. Lori couldn’t leave him to go alone, so she held her hand out for Iona, and the pair followed, hands entwined, with Seb twitchily taking up the rear.

In the kitchen, there was not a soul besides them. The mess amplified the sudden silence, the remnants of the party making everything feel more isolating. Nicky pulled a large kitchen knife from the stainless steel rack and edged himself backwards towards the sliding glass door that led to the back garden.

“Come on,” he said, sliding it open and checking first before he let any of the others leave. Lori followed his lead and picked out a knife, too.

One foot of Lori’s was poised to step onto the patio, she could feel Seb behind her, the cold air of late Autumn swirling around her like little tendrils determined to fleece her outside. And Seb screamed.

Lori ran. Seb had a hold of her costume, his fingers hooked into the cheap material, halting her as she tried to escape. Something tore. She was free. She was running. Nicky pushed past her, back into the house, and she found Iona.

“Run!” Lori said, as Iona stood still as a statue, frozen in place. Lori tugged her, ready to drag her off if she had to, but Iona came. Her feet hit the ground in a disjointed manner at first, her eyes welling with tears, but Iona moved with Lori.

They tore away from the house, into the outskirts of the woods.

“Did you see it?” Lori asked, breathing steadily as Iona sounded like she was on the verge of a panic attack.

“It was - someone in a costume -” Iona stuttered, frantically looking around, eyes unfocused, “he was cloaked - in a white mask and -”

A knife lodged into the side of her face from the darkness surrounding them, twisting up under her cheek and into her brain. Lori gasped, letting out a scream, and was running before Iona’s twitching body could hit the ground.

There was nowhere to go but the house. She ran and she ran and she ran, sprinting around the corner to her front door. The moment she turned, she went careering into something solid, and flew back, ending up rolling into the flower beds.

“Shit, Lori!” Nicky said, reaching to pick her up.

Already half way up, Lori’s wide eyes were set on where she’d just come running from, but … there was nothing following her.

“You’re covered in blood,” Seb said, sounding sick. “Why are you covered in blood?”

Nicky sounded regretful as he asked, “Where’s Iona?”

No words came. Lori’s lips trembled, her eyes fluttering like she was trying to hold back tears.

“Come on, let’s go,” Nicky said, keeping his hands on Lori like he thought his grip was all that kept her steady. “We chased that fucker out here. Wasn’t so brave coming after the two of us, was he?”

Seb keeled over, hands on his thighs. “Oh God, I feel sick…”

“Come on, man,” Nicky said, guiding a now sobbing Lori into the house. They were nearly at the open front door, the pair of them looking back at Seb -

He stood suddenly. Had just enough time to turn back -

Flying out from around the corner, a cloaked figure descended on him, slashing across his neck with a steel blade.

Lori screamed blue murder, Nicky went slack, and Seb, eyes wide, clawed at his throat before toppling face first into the dirt, a bloody gurgle escaping him.

The cloaked figure held up their bloodied knife. That pale masked face turned sharply, its black hooded eyes staring directly at them. Nicky shoved at Lori, pushing her into the house, slamming the door behind them.

“Oh, fuck,” he said, realising he couldn’t lock it. “Fuck - Lori, Lori, come on, we have to hide, call the police - wait, Bruno! Fuck, call Bruno!”

Lori fumbled with the little device Bruno had given her earlier. Her hands trembled and were so sweaty she could barely keep a hold of it, and before she could press that little button -

CRASH.

Both Nicky and Lori flattened themselves against the front door as someone who didn’t care about how loud they were came flying through the house from the kitchen. Nicky cocooned himself over Lori as Bruno appeared under the arch way, gun in hand.

“We heard screaming. Are you two okay?” He asked, sounding out of breath. Sweat glistened on his forehead as he made his way towards them, a bedraggled Valentina appearing at his heels. “Where’s Elladine?”

“She was meant to be with you -” Nicky said, sounding aghast.

“I haven’t seen her all night -”

“She was with you - !

Everyone jumped. The door rattled. Someone was on the other side.

“Move!” Bruno ordered, ushering the teens behind him towards Valentina. Lori sobbed harder, clinging to Nicky as Bruno stepped purposefully towards the front door. His fingers grazed the handle, and he told them, “If I say it’s clear, I want you three to head to Valentina’s news van. Drive to the station and don’t stop for anything, you got it?”

Nicky and Valentina nodded.

And Bruno opened up the door … Except there was no one there. Like a ghost had come and gone, the front step was empty. Bruno took a step out, gun poised, raising it left and right before he relaxed again, ushering them forwards.

“Bruno!”

Elladine’s strained and terrified shriek came from the back of the house.

Bruno paled, his face falling. “Elladine!” Bruno raced past all of them before he’d even finished calling out to her, Elladine’s name filled with deep worry.

Nicky didn’t hesitate a moment longer. He grabbed Lori by her face and stared hard, telling her, “Get to the van. We’ll come as soon as we can.”

He pressed her hand into Valentina’s before he charged after Bruno, leaving Lori to stumble and stutter in his wake. “Come on, kid,” Valentina said, ushering Lori on as she grabbed the shoulder of her outfit.

They padded down the drive, Valentina looking every which way while Lori just looked distraught. Seb’s body lay still out the corner of her eye as she left the house.

“Oh fuck,” Valentina muttered, picking up her pace. It only made her breathing all the more stilted and staggered.

They got to the van, Valentina banging on the passenger window, continuing all the way around the vehicle as they made their way to the back doors. “Dylan! Start the fucking van!”

It was unlocked. Dylan was slouched over the steering wheel like he’d fallen asleep waiting. As Lori climbed in, her back to the open doors, Valentina crawled up to the front seats, knocking his shoulder to shake him awake.

“Dylan! You useless cockroach, wake the fuck up!”

He slumped at her touch, falling to the side, revealing a huge red stain down the front of his shirt, seeping across his entire chest. Valentina shrieked, screaming as she fell back, scrambling across the spill of wires in the back of the van.

The scream turned cold, strangled to a choke, as a gloved hand wrapped thin wire around her neck, closing her throat tightly, dragging her further and further back until she fell out of the van at the mercy of the killer.

Lori fought to the front of the van, crawling her way into the front seats, immediately fighting again to get away from Dylan’s deceased body. Her hand hooked on the passenger door handle, and she went rolling backwards out onto the gravel. The night was filled with her screams as she ran once again back to the only safety for miles around.

Covered in more blood than she ever dreamed, tear-streaked and sweaty, she only stopped at the sight of Bruno.

“Lo-Lori?” He cried out, hobbling to the front door from her hallway.

“Bruno.” She wept, caught up in everything going on, and that only exacerbated as Bruno sank to his knees, falling forwards like Seb had done, a knife protruding from his back. The same stainless steel that Nicky had taken earlier. “BRUNO!”

She was on her knees at his side before she knew what she was doing. Her trembling hands found him, her tears falling across his skin. Lori didn’t hesitate trying to help him get back to his feet. With one final glance about, she headed inside with a groaning Bruno.

“LORI! LORI!”

Nicky’s frantic screams came careering around the corner of the house at the same time he did. He saw them instantly, like he knew where they were.

“It’s him…” Bruno said, with barely the energy to mumble it out. He raised a shaky hand towards Nicky, gun pointed at his chest.

Halting in his tracks, Nicky threw his hands up. “I swear, Lori - I haven’t -”

Lori couldn’t remember when her heart had ever beat faster. She wasn’t about to let Bruno shoot her friend right in front of her, so without any more delay, she dashed within the house. It didn’t take much to wrangle the gun from a quickly paling Bruno’s grasp as she kicked the door shut so hard that it shook.

Muttering words of encouragement, Lori made to the kitchen, wanting to make sure they wouldn’t be caught out or snuck upon.

“LORI!” Elladine was there, on the ground, holding her shoulder as she tried to crawl across the tiled floor, blood spilling thick and fast from the shoulder wound she was failing to cover. “BRUNO!”

Overwhelmed, Lori got Bruno down as quickly as she could, placing the gun on the counter by the door. “What happened?” She asked Elladine, voice frantic.

“Fucking - it was Bill. He stabbed me. The bastard,” Elladine spat out, eyes narrowing before they fixed on her brother and concern washed through her. He was perspiring, pale, and breathing shallow as he sat there with his eyes shut. “Is he going to be okay?”

Lori was quick with the cleanest cloth she could find, removing the knife from his back and pressing the cloth in its place. “He’ll live,” she said, firing Elladine a rueful look. “How’s your shoulder?”

“I’ll live,” Elladine replied back, just as coldly. “Have you seen Nicky?”

“Out front. How’s Bill doing?”

“Out cold.” She nodded to the kitchen cupboard. “Ready when you are.”

Lori got up, the knife from Bruno’s back in her hand, dangling dangerously at her side. She was covered in more real blood than fake at this point, and none of it was her own.

She made her way across the room with purpose, all the fear gone from her face, the tears drying on her cheeks. At the bottom of her kitchen cupboard, there was a lump of a person huddled in the corner, cloaked in the silly Halloween get up, mask over their face. Lori grabbed his booted foot and dragged him out into the middle of the kitchen.

Hands, knees, and ankles all tied, Bill could barely move. Lori sank down again, straddling him as she slowly removed the mask from over his head. Bill’s terrified face was beneath, eyes wide, sweat trickling from his forehead, words muffled by the roll of duct tape over his mouth.

All feeble attempts at a struggle stopped as Lori put the knife to his throat, his muffles drowned out by her condescending shushes. She bent over him, her lips a hair's breadth from his ear, and she whispered, “It’s always the boyfriends.”

Her tongue danced across his skin until it reached the edge of the tape, and she bit down, using her mouth to uncover his.

Bill let out a deep, shuddering breath, but only looked at her even more lost. “What the fuck is going on, Lori? Why the fuck did Elladine tie me up?”

Grinning, Lori gazed down on him. “We’re giving you a starring role, baby. Hottest action of the year, and everyone’s going to remember your name. Not for anything good, of course, but let’s face it, there’s only ever one true star.”

Elladine coughed.

“But I can only share the spotlight with one other person,” Lori went on, all emotion wiped from her face like she was a blank slate ready for the next personality to shift in, “and I’m sorry, baby, but you just didn’t make the cut. You don’t have what it takes to take me that last step, but you can do this one last thing for me.”

His eyes were filled with tears, head shaking nearly imperceptibly. “Lori…”

It was the last thing he said before the knife plunged beneath his Adam's apple, blood spilling out in waves over his neck before it croaked out his mouth, dribbling down the side of his face. Lori didn’t look away until he completely slumped, the lights in his baby blue eyes out. She covered his face again with the mask, leaving the knife lodged low in his throat.

Click.

They froze. Eyes wide, Lori and Elladine turned, seeing a severely shaken up Valentina standing just in the doorway with the gun pointed at them.

“You said you fucking killed her,” Elladine spat out, glaring hard at Lori.

Lori stared at Elladine who was still attending to the unconscious Bruno, incredulous. “She was fucking dead. Looked it anyway.” Face darkening, she added. “Still does.”

“Unlucky for you bitches, I’m stronger than I look,” Valentina said, her voice close to shaking. Lori suspected that she was running on pure adrenaline, she looked such a state. “Now, if we’re talking about who’s a star, unfortunately for the pair of you -”

“Where -?”

BANG.

It was Nicky. Walking in from the back garden, unsuspecting, and innocent. Valentina looked shocked, the gun trembling in her grasp, like she couldn’t believe she’d actually just fired it. Elladine’s shriek wasn’t enough to break her from her sudden daze, so while Elladine dashed across to Nicky who was laying groaning on the kitchen tiles, Lori went for Valentina.

It was just as easy as it had been prying the gun out of Bruno’s hand. One swift yank and Lori clonked Valentina in the face with the butt of the gun, Valentina’s nose spurting with blood as she reeled back, falling to the ground.

“She killed Nicky!” Elladine cried out, sobbing over a suddenly still Nicky. “Shoot her, Lori!”

Lori pointed the gun at Valentina. “Any last words?”

“Why?” Valentina said, her words coming out thick as the blood gushed down her face. “Why kill your friends? Your boyfriend?” To Elladine, she pointedly threw out, “Your own brother?”

“Bruno’s safe,” Elladine said, casting Valentina with the most heated of glares. “He gets to be the hero who saved the day.”

“And you’re just the desperate tag-along whose nosiness got her caught up in the crossfire,” Lori added.

Valentina shook her head fervently. “You’re not going to get away with this. Someone’s going to know.”

With a cruel laugh, Lori said, “If that day ever comes, you’ll never be around to see it. Bruno’s going to forget about you faster than you let him into your skirt out in the woods tonight.”

Valentina sneered right back, pressing herself further and further against the wall, slowly inching towards the door. “What, were you watching? Were you jealous, and that’s why you decided to kill me? He’d never look twice at you, kid. No matter how desperately hard you try to make him.”

All else was drowned out by Valentina’s scream after Lori shot her in the leg. Her cold expression showed not a shred of remorse … that changed in an instance, as Lori had her legs swiped out from under her.

She went crashing to the ground; her head splitting against the hard tile, making the room spin. Everything was in slow-motion, doubled up as it swam before her eyes. Then there was Bruno.

His weight was heavy on her, but soon the multitude of his disbelieving expressions condensed into one. Just in time as his arm pressed to her throat, cutting off her air supply. She tried sucking in a breath, but could barely grasp for any at all.

Hitting her head, and having Bruno holding her down kept her senses from fully returning, but she was aware enough, so when Elladine screamed, “Let her go!” Lori had enough of a bearing to catch Elladine, on her knees, wielding the gun in Bruno’s direction.

His voice shook as he called out her name, staring at her in disbelief. “Elladine.” Almost imperceptibly, he shook his head. “Don’t.”

Her arms shook, trembling like the gun weighed ten times its actual size. Her tear filled eyes flashed between her brother and her best friend; her partner in crime. Filled with bitter sorrow, she said, “She killed Nicky. Valentina. She killed him.”

“It was an accident,” Valentia pleaded, sobbing as she crawled back, using her elbows, to escape what was going on. “Bruno, believe me please … your sister killed everyone tonight … she and that little bitch, they’re in on it together…”

His gaze flashed to Elladine again, then back down on Lori. Her mouth gaped, struggling for air, her hands weakly on his arms, feebly trying to push him off. Lori’s voice was like a ghost as she struggled to get out, “Bruno … it’s me … please…”

A tear fell from his face, splashing onto her cheek. “Did you really do all of this?”

“Bruno.” Elladine’s voice hardened. She stood slowly, the gun poised on her brother all the while. “Let. Her. Go.”

He did. He couldn’t stop staring, but he let her go, raising his hands to his head. Lori took a deep breath, her hands firing to her neck where she rubbed at the pain.

The gun fired. Valentina slumped to the side. Chest heaving, Elladine said, “No one needs to know. It was Bill. It was all Bill.”

Bruno narrowed his eyes on them. “Why?”

Reaching up at him with one hand, Lori was just shy of touching him before he leant away. It didn’t stop her, and she told him, “It was for you. It was all for you.”

“You’re the hero, Bruno,” Elladine said, voice shaking. Bruno realised she was crying and didn’t know where she found the audacity.

“Give me the gun, El,” he said. He reached over, but kept his head down, like he could no longer stand the sight of either of them.

Hesitation passed between the girls, and Elladine held the gun to her chest.

“Give me the gun,” he fired at her again, voice strained, like he was barely holding it together.

“I can’t do that, Bruno,” she said, sounding regretful.

“What? Because you can’t trust me?” He threw back at her. His voice raised as he did, too. “And what happens when my boss arrives with the rest of the police force, Elladine? Do you trust me then? If not, then you have to shoot me now.”

“He’s right, Elladine,” Lori said, shifting back to hunch up against the wall. “Give him the gun.”

“But -” Elladine began, but quickly cut herself off from the look Lori shot her.

“He’s not going to shoot us, Elladine.” Lori stood, too, not shifting her gaze from Bruno.

Elladine was cautious, but did as they told her. Reluctantly, she passed the gun to Bruno. The moment it was in his hands, he had it raised again, this time pointed at his little sister's head.

“Move,” he said, sounding more tired than anything. “Go stand with Lori.”

“Bruno,” Elladine pleaded, raising her hands. The tears began again, tearing down her cheeks, as she went and stood next to Lori, who remained stony faced.

He shook his head. “No, no! You don’t get to beg me to see reason, you don’t get to cry over this, Elladine! This is all on you! I’m calling for backup, and you two are going to stand there with your hands up until they arrive.”

Lori opened her mouth, poised to take a step forwards, but Bruno turned the gun sharply on her.

“Don’t you dare take another fucking step.”

“Bruno,” Lori said, “there’s something else you need to know…”

“What?”

The word barely left his lips before Lori charged. She jumped on him. He shot. But there was nothing. No shot, no kick, and before he knew it, Lori was on him. She was as strong as ever, whereas he’d been bleeding out for some time.

Lori knocked him back, and he tripped over Bill’s body, and went flying back, landing in a slump against Valentina.

“There’s no bullets left,” Lori answered.

Elladine came up behind her. “I can’t kill him, Lori. That was never part of the plan.”

“We won’t have to,” Lori replied. She knelt down in front of him, raised the gun, and knocked him hard over the head. “He won’t remember a thing. It’s you, me, and him. We’re the only survivors. Just like we planned. Come tomorrow, no one beside you or me is going to know what happened.”

The blood seeped down out from Bruno’s hairline, trailing over his cheek in a thick, dark line. Lori lifted his head, brushing her thumb over his plump lip.

“It’ll be us until the end. Just like it was always meant to be.”

#litg #litg writers room #writers room #litg fanfics #litg fanfic #i-boop-you #litg season 3 #ligt season 4 #litg bombshell #litg bruno #love island the game

[judgementdaysunshine]

Song list

I'd come for you by Nickelback

Hand in my pocket by Alanis Morisette

Inside us all by Creed

I need you by Leann Rimes

Breaking the habit by Linkin Park

Fall in the light by Lori Carson and Graeme Revell

Mother Father by Journey

Wreck of the day by Anna Nalick

Honest by The neighborhood

Milk by Garbage

My love is deep by Edvin Marton

The trouble with love by Kelly Clarkson

Good Enough by Lifehouse

Hello by Evanescence

This I promise by NSYNC

Willow by Taylor Swift

Ghost by Nine inch nails

I'll be there by Mariah Carey

Without You by Usher

New world by Charice (Jake Zyrus)

Angel's lullaby by Richard Marx

Just a dream by Christina Grimmie and Sam Tsui

Who is by Bruno Mars

My life would suck without you by Kelly Clarkson

One more chance by Michael Jackson

Bound to you by Christina Aguilera

#judgementdaysunshine #judgementdaysunshine's song fic celebration #song list #song fics

[postambientlux]

BEST AMBIENT OF 2023

BEST AMBIENT ALBUMS of 2023 curated by @holsgr

50 : Linus Alberg - Elements

49 : Laurel Halo - Atlas

48 : Alex Smalley - Moments at the Re​-​engage

47 : Pepo Galán - Family Harmony

46 : Oval - Romantiq

45 : Lunar Corp - Tourism

44 : Henrik Lindstrand - Klangland

43 : Memory Scale - And All Things Begin to Drift

42 : Elskavon - Origins

41 : Bruno Sanfilippo - Ver Sacrum

40 : André 3000 - New Blue Sun

39 : Eluvium - (Whirring Marvels In) Consensus Reality

38 : Martin Kohlstedt - Feld

37 : Loris S. Sarid - A Tiny Reminder

36 : Subheim - Raeon

35 : Claire M Singer - Saor

34 : Faten Kanaan - Afterpoem

33 : Matt Elliott - The End of Days

32 : Gunn Truscinski Nace - Glass Band

31 : Bill Seaman, Tim Diagram & Stephen Spera - The World Was Turning Before

30 : Yosuke Tokunaga - 8 Quadrants

29 : Deepriver - Volume One

28 : Ali Sethi & Nicolas Jaar - Intiha

27 : Maps And Diagrams - A Study of Ends or Purpose

26 : Tim Hecker - No Highs

25 : Tobias Preisig - Closer

24 : Maxime Dangles - Les Délivrés

23 : Graham Lambkin - Aphorisms

22 : Loscil & Lawrence English - Colours Of Air

21 : Hania Rani - Ghosts

20 : Chaz Knapp & Mariel Roberts - Setting Fire to These Dark Times

19 : Sissoko Segal Parisien Peirani - Les Égarés

18 : Grotta Veterano & Music For Sleep - Endless Vacation

17 : Cicada - 棲居在溪源之上 (Seeking the Sources of Streams)

16 : Takashi Kokubo & Andrea Esperti - Music For A Cosmic Garden

15 : Oneohtrix Point Never - Again

14: Raphael Rogiński - Talàn

13 : Lucy Liyou - Dog Dreams (개꿈)

12 : Greg Foat & Gigi Masin - Dolphin

11 : Mette Henriette - Drifting

10 : Marine Eyes & IKSRE - Nurture

9 : Awakened Souls - Unlikely Places

8 : Lemon Quartet - ArtsFest

7 : Zander Raymond - Secrets From A Squirrel

6 : Purelink - Signs

5 : Mary Lattimore - Goodbye, Hotel Arkada

4 : Matthew Halsall - An Ever Changing View

3 : Lia Kohl - The Ceiling Reposes

2 : Rắn Cạp Đuôi Collective - *1

1 : Canaan Balsam - Eternity Lies Within Or Nowhere

BEST AMBIENT EP's OF 2023

10 : KMRU & Abul Mogard - Drawing Water

9 : Hannes Kretzer - Species

8 : Billow Observatory - Calque

7 : Alex Smalley & Lucia Adam - Shapes

6 : Max Ananyev - Scenery

5 : Ben Zucker - After Along the Way

4 : Ideophone - April

3 : James Osland - Sharing Time With You Has Been My Biggest Joy

2 : Jeremixyz - xyz

1 : Lake Haze - Pure Movements

#ambient #ambient music #best ambient #best albums #best ambient music #best albums of 2023 #best music of 2023 #best of 2023 #best of the year #best music #year end list #best music of the year #music #best albums of the year #2023 #music blog #playlist #instrumental music #experimental music #alternative music #alternative #new age #bandcamp #spotify #art #musicians #artists #best new music #new music #listen

[macaroni-rascal]

Okay, my chirpetry of the skating and the costuming thereof will be all over the place today because I'm watching shit out of order, or I should say, I'm prioritizing events based on my level of giving a fuck. We're starting with the pairs, it seems like.

French kids #1: His outfit I'm not even gonna bother with, but her dress has been filling me with rage ever since I first saw it, especially since this isn't the Corpse Bride program. I'm calling it Dresse Macabre. Whose idea was it to a) make her look naked and b) embellish the dress with... ribs? Especially since - didn't this boy's previous partner retire because of an ED? I'm questioning the decision making all around, particularly hiring Gui as choreographer, since he's done some real stinker pair programs that never came together technically for the team. He should stick to ice dance.

French kids #2: Bruno is such a dish and I so want him to succeed, but this team has a bit less potential than the previous one, and he'll need to do some serious work to get them where they need to be. That twist looked like it could be a quad some day. His styling was so Morganesque that it gave me a bit of an ick, and her dress was so cute... from the bust down. Mismatched mesh is usually a supply chain issue, but the sleeves are a choice and such an unnecessary one at that. Mark here with a masterclass in classy commentary - yes, they do need to spend time with a ballet instructor, you're so right, Mark.

Anna and Poje Manuel: The costumes were a bit predictable but at least they fit the music. By Italian pair team standards, they're best-dressed, honestly. There's a Duhamelness to her, and I don't mean it in a bad way - she's really working out there on the ice. So nice to see someone point their toes in a lift, it's a lost art! The way the bottom of his vest was flapping around and cutting him in half was a bit distracting, but what I love is how we're seeing the Italian pair field build up because they've reached critical coaching mass. I loved their step sequence in particular. Ondrej is doing some great work, they have potential.

Danny and child: An East of Eden program in 2023 - that's what we're being subjected to. Fine, whatever. I thought it was going to be Riverdance, judging by the costumes. Do you understand my disdain for boatnecks on men in this sport now? Look at that thing puffy thing flopping around. From afar, it all looks so Christmas-y. Her hair and accessories are cute and the dress is fine, but uninspired and underwhelming, and again with those skating dress pentagrams. I don't understand why this pairing happened, particularly because there have been partnerless pair boys her own age in the U.S. recently that she'd at least have a future with. They have some nice movement quality but they've been overhyped and overscored.

Tria: They did so well! But there are more important things than being clean, and I fear they haven't gotten that memo yet. My concern is that this is their ceiling ☹️. The lack of transitions and his inability to perform some of the turns is going to hold them back, especially going up against gritty teams like Deanna and Max. Their programs are fine but too similar to what they did last year, and they needed something extraordinary this year to make them stand out and move up. They needed to go to a superstar choreographer like a Lori or a David to get whatever political boost they could get, they might not get another opportunity of an open field like this again. Alison seems lovely, but she's a base value coach and all her teams have the same issues and the same limitations. They need a harder throw if they're going to be a factor. The costumes I kinda hate and I know I'm being harsh, but the dress is too similar to one Ev wore ~4 years ago and I'm assuming it's the same designer because the girls always have a wedgie problem and the guy's costume is always perfunctory. It's frustrating because I feel like they're capable of so much more and they don't know it, and everyone's waiting for them to break into the top tier, but they don't know how. I know this was a W for them but I think they have more potential than they're even aware of. I hate to criticize because they clearly slayed, but it was more of a function of the state of the field than anything else. I just want them to soar. Anyway, Vanessa in shambles, good for them, please don't Mike it up tomorrow!

Mi gente Latino: Please get ur shit together on the jumps and throws because you are beautiful! I love me some Paganini. The color of the costumes is delightful and I'm kinda digging her classic pairs dress for its simplicity. So here's the thing about dressing pair guys - you don't need to use tricks that make the guys look broader - they already are. He needs a longer, fitted, untucked shirt, he doesn't need the sash in the front, or the cummerbund, or the awkward depth of the V, or the flappy random-length sleeves. Idk, they need to send them to Oakville or somewhere to figure out their elements because I'm aboard this struggle bus with them and I want it to be a party bus instead. Please medal here because I just can't.

Kovalevs: Why are the Kovalevs? Like, srsly, why are they? I'm really struggling to find something constructive to say so I'm just gonna keep my trap shut, I'm sure they're working hard and everything. I want to burn their costumes for heat.

Sara and Nicco: I'm trash for this team, which is why some of the things they do irritate me so. This program is so snoozy and so schmaltzy, I checked out multiple times throughout. The appliqués and stoning on her dress are truly random, and it looks like they borrowed his shirt from the local decommissioned opera house. His pants need to be a different color. I'd give them completely new outfits, they're so pretty, they look like they stepped out of a movie and they deserve movie star-worthy costumes. And can we please figure out the wedgie issues already? It looks so painful! I like the balayage but it's so yellow and inexpertly done. Another great team that needs just a liiiitle more elevation of the presentation and music choices to be stunning, this is all a bit below them, they have this classic pair quality that I'd been yearning for for so long and I need them to be contenders, you know?

Anyway, on to my love/hate discipline, the dance!

Oh my gosh, Fashionista Nonny, I've been sick as a dog, and had a full nyquil induced hallucination sequence that I posted this and added comments. I can't remember what those were, so I'm just going to post for the people, because you're such an icon!

#i appreciate you #my b #thats an oops #thats a nyquil oops #lmao #konner talks skating

[rumble-aint-a-rumble-without-me]

More of the Italians 🥲✨:

Matteo and Luca doing the thing from the movie "Luca": that SILENCIO BRUNO part. They teach Lori this because she's scared of her first day of school:

Matteo: Okay, now. Say it with me, amoré. Silencio Bruno!

Lori: 🤌 SILENCIO BRUNO! 🤌

Matteo: 🤌🤌 SILENCIO BRUNO 🤌🤌

Lori: 🤌🤌🤌 SILENCIO BRUNO!!!!! 🤌🤌🤌

And Tim, being canonically Spanish, is sitting there with his child saying Italian gibberish like:

I think I love it.

#dillo’s replies #the height of life

[kaxwiththefax]

Encanto OCs!!!!

Lorenzo Madrigal

Nicknames: Lori, Tío Lorenzo, zozo

Age: 50

Height: 6'8

Significant other: Lola Madrigal

Gift: fire

Daughters: Valentina, Fantasma, Coro

Siblings: Julieta, Pepa, Bruno

Nieces/nephews: Mirabel, Luisa, Isabela, Dolores, Camilo, Antonio

Profession: bass singer (can hit a G7)

Role in Encanto: his job is to heat up cold houses that don't have heating/entertaining children

Headcanon voice: Spiderman noir - spiderman into the spiderverse ( but with a Hispanic accent)

Lola Madrigal

Nicknames: Looloo, Tía Lola

Age: 48

Height: 6'2

Significant other: Lorenzo Madrigal

Daughters: Valentina, Fantasma, Coro

Nieces/nephews: Mirabel, Luisa, Isabela, Dolores, Camilo, Antonio

Role in Encanto: helping people with normal stuff

Profession: clothing designer / singer

Headcanon voice: Nicole Watterson - TAWOG (but with a Hispanic accent)

Valentina Madrigal

Nicknames: Tina, Prima, Sobrina

Age: 19

Height: 6'0

Gift: Part Hyena - powerful laughter her laugh can shatter metal

Parents: Lorenzo & Lola

Sisters: Fantasma, Coro

Tio[a]s Bruno, Julieta, Pepa

Cousins: Mirabel, Luisa, Isabela, Dolores, Camilo, Antonio

Job in encanto: helps luisa with simple tasks, demolishes houses to make room for better ones

Headcanon voice: Shenzi - lion king (but with a Hispanic accent)

Fantasma Madrigal

Nicknames: Faz Tazzy, Taz, Prima, Sobrina

Age: 15

Height: 5'9

Parents: Lorenzo, Lola

Sisters: Valentina, Coro

Cousins: Mirabel, Luisa, Isabela, Dolores, Camilo, Antonio

Gift: Ghost - this includes, making scary faces, making portals to the spirit realm, floating, invisibility, mimicking others voices, coming back to life, taking limbs off, extreme contortion

Note: the color of the spirit realm is a grayish purple pachyderm, the air in the spirit realm acts as water, so like really thick air, mortals cant breath in spirit realm

Job in Encanto: takes ghosts out of people's homes and if the family is going through a hard time, Fantasma puts good ghost in people's homes.

Profession: streamer / beat boxer

Headcanon voice: Toad - Mario kart 64

Coro Madrigal

Nicknames: Coco, Prima, Sobrina

Age: 12

Height: 5'4

Gift: super speed

Parents: Lorenzo, Lola

Sisters: Valentina, Fantasma

Cousins: Mirabel, Luisa, Isabela, Dolores, Camilo, Antonio

Profession: singer

Role in encanto: cleans up people's homes, sometimes she gives younger ones piggyback rides

#encanto #original characters #digital art #art #artists on tumblr #my artwork #encanto oc #encanto original character

[focusilmisterodellavita]

🎙️ Alberto Lori intervista Guido Del Giudice su GIORDANO BRUNO!: Giovedì...

#youtube

[unknown171204]

Starmania 1993

La première version du spectacle créer sans Michel Berger. Joué de 1993 à 2001 au Théâtre Mogador, puis au Palais des congrès pour continuer au Palais des sports et finir au Casino de Paris . Le spectacle connaitra un succès dit 50 - 50 , une partie du public va l'aduler et l'autre va tout bonnement détester ( les costumes jugés laids et une mise en scène frisant le psychédélique , certaines critiques dirons même que cette version était une trahison / une mauvaise parodie de l'œuvre original )

L'album :

La grande particularité du spectacle été la possibilité de choisir la langue ! En Anglais le vendredi soir et français le reste de la semaine .

DISTRIBUTION :

Johnny Rockfort :

Bruno Pelletier (1993 - 1995)

Norman Groulx ( 1995 - 1999)

Frank Sherbourne ( 1999 - 2001)

Cristal :

Judith Bérard ( 1993 - 1996)

Edith Fortin ( 1996 - 2001)

Marie-Jeanne :

Luce Dufault ( 1993 - 1995)

Isabelle Boulay ( 1995 - 1997)

Joane Labelle ( 1998 - 1999)

Lulu Hugues ( 1999 - 2001)

Zéro Janvier :

Michel Pascal ( 1993 - 1997 puis 2000- 2001)

Richard Groulx ( 1997 - 1999)

Martin Fontaine ( 1999 - 2000)

Stella Spotlight : Patsy Gallant

Ziggy :

Frank Sherbourne (1993 -1999)

Andy Cocq ( 1999 - 2001)

Sadia :

Jasmine Roy ( 1993 - 1996)

Marie Carmen (1996)

Véronique Béliveau (1997)

Kwin ( 1997 - 2001)

Doublures : Jean Ravel / Sabrina Lory / Éric Melville

Il n'existe qu'une captation officielle du spectacle, la version francophone. Mais un captation de Tycoon ( probablement fait par un spectateur) de TRES mauvaise qualité est disponible :

Anglais 1993 :

Fanmade de la version Française de 1994 :

Captation officielle Française 2000 :

ANECDOTES :

Pour la première fois Roger Roger n'est plus un personnage humain , il est désormais un robot avec la voix de Muriel Robin / Tim Rice

...

Dans cette version Zero Janvier assassine Cristal en l'étranglant de ses propres mains !

...

Pour la première fois les auditions pour le rôle de Sadia été ouvert au hommes ! ( Nous sommes aujourd'hui en 2024 et Sadia n'a toujours pas eu d'interprète masculin )

...

Andy Cocq et Eric Melville ont été repérer par Plamondon alors qu'ils avait tous les deux auditionner pour Notre Dame de Paris !

...

Andy Cocq fait partie des grandes pointures dans le monde des comédie musicale française en ayant jouer dans Emilie jolie 2002 , le Soldat rose , Doty et le magicien d'oz , et dans les adaptations française de Spamlot et les Producteurs .

...

Luce Dufault est la seule interprète de l'histoire de Starmania à avoir joué sur scène alors qu'elle était enceinte de 6 mois !

...

Accident technique répertorier au Mogador quand les longs cheveux de Bruno Pelletier ce sont retrouvé coincer alors qu'il était suspendu dans le vide et devait descendre sur scène encordé ! Le spectacle s'est arrêté et Plamondon en personne est monté sur scène afin de rassurer le public ; selon ses propres mots : une étoile noire doit pouvoir faire face à toute éventualité !

...

En 1995, la robe toboggan de Stella Spotlight est entrée sur scène… sans Patsy Gallant ! L'interprète était partie se désaltérer en coulisse et avait oublié qu'elle devait faire une courte apparition sur scène juste avant le blues du businessman…

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Pour plus de Starmania

ou pour découvrir d'autres comédie musical française :)

Lien Masterlist : https://www.tumblr.com/unknown171204/748996810302980096/masterlist?source=share

#Starmania #starmania #bruno pelletier #comedie musicale #musical theater #Tycoon #Стармания #Bruno Pelletier #Patsy Gallant #Youtube

[chorusfm]

Full 2024 Oscar Winners

The full list of 2024 Oscar winners can be found below. 2024 OSCAR NOMINEES / WINNERS Best Picture “American Fiction” “Anatomy of a Fall” “Barbie” “The Holdovers” “Killers of the Flower Moon” “Maestro” WINNER: “Oppenheimer” “Past Lives” “Poor Things” “The Zone of Interest” Best Director Jonathan Glazer (“The Zone of Interest”) Yorgos Lanthimos (“Poor Things”) WINNER: Christopher Nolan (“Oppenheimer”) Justine Triet (“Anatomy of a Fall”) Martin Scorsese (“Killers of the Flower Moon”) Best Actress Annette Bening (“Nyad”) Lily Gladstone (“Killers of the Flower Moon”) Sandra Hüller (“Anatomy of a Fall”) Carey Mulligan (“Maestro”) WINNER: Emma Stone (“Poor Things) Best Actor Bradley Cooper (“Maestro”) Colman Domingo (“Rustin”) Paul Giamatti (“The Holdovers”) WINNER: Cillian Murphy (“Oppenheimer”) Jeffrey Wright (“American Fiction”) Best Supporting Actor Sterling K. Brown (“American Fiction”) Robert De Niro (“Killers of the Flower Moon”) WINNER: Robert Downey, Jr. (“Oppenheimer”) Ryan Gosling (“Barbie”) Mark Ruffalo (“Poor Things”) Best Supporting Actress Emily Blunt (“Oppenheimer”) Danielle Brooks (“The Color Purple”) America Ferrera (“Barbie”) Jodie Foster (“Nyad”) WINNER: Da’Vine Joy Randolph (“The Holdovers”) Best International Feature Film “Io Capitano” (Matteo Garrone, Italy) “Society of the Snow” (J.A. Bayona, Spain) “The Teachers’ Lounge” (İlker Çatak, Germany) WINNER: “The Zone of Interest” (Jonathan Glazer, United Kingdom) “Perfect Days” (Wim Wenders, Japan) Best Cinematography WINNER: Hoyte van Hoytema (“Oppenheimer”) Ed Lachman (“El Conde”) Matthew Libatique (“Maestro”) Rodrigo Prieto (“Killers of the Flower Moon”) Robby Ryan (“Poor Things”) Best Adapted Screenplay Noah Baumbach and Greta Gerwig and (“Barbie”) Jonathan Glazer (“The Zone of Interest”) WINNER: Cord Jefferson (“American Fiction”) Tony McNamara (“Poor Things”) Christopher Nolan (“Oppenheimer) Best Original Screenplay Samy Burch and Alex Mechanik (“May December”) Bradley Cooper and Josh Singer (“Maestro”) WINNER: Arthur Harari and Justine Triet (“Anatomy of a Fall”) David Hemingson (“The Holdovers”) Celine Song (“Past Lives”) Best Animated Feature WINNER: “The Boy and the Heron,” Hayao Miyazaki and Toshio Suzuki “Elemental,” Peter Sohn and Denise Ream “Nimona,” Nick Bruno, Troy Quane, Karen Ryan and Julie Zackary “Robot Dreams,” Pablo Berger, Ibon Cormenzana, Ignasi Estapé and Sandra Tapia Díaz “Spider-Man: Across the Spider-Verse,” Kemp Powers, Justin K. Thompson, Phil Lord, Christopher Miller and Amy Pascal Best Visual Effects “The Creator” Jay Cooper, Ian Comley, Andrew Roberts and Neil Corbould WINNER: “Godzilla Minus One” Takashi Yamazaki, Kiyoko Shibuya, Masaki Takahashi and Tatsuji Nojima “Guardians of the Galaxy Vol. 3” Stephane Ceretti, Alexis Wajsbrot, Guy Williams and Theo Bialek “Mission: Impossible – Dead Reckoning Part One” Alex Wuttke, Simone Coco, Jeff Sutherland and Neil Corbould “Napoleon” Charley Henley, Luc-Ewen Martin-Fenouillet, Simone Coco and Neil Corbould Best Editing “Anatomy of a Fall” Laurent Sénéchal “The Holdovers” Kevin Tent “Killers of the Flower Moon” Thelma Schoonmaker WINNER: “Oppenheimer” Jennifer Lame “Poor Things” Yorgos Mavropsaridis Best Production Design “Barbie” Production Design: Sarah Greenwood; Set Decoration: Katie Spencer “Killers of the Flower Moon” Production Design: Jack Fisk; Set Decoration: Adam Willis “Napoleon” Production Design: Arthur Max; Set Decoration: Elli Griff “Oppenheimer” Production Design: Ruth De Jong; Set Decoration: Claire Kaufman WINNER: “Poor Things” Production Design: James Price and Shona Heath; Set Decoration: Zsuzsa Mihalek Best Makeup and Hairstyling “Oppenheimer,” Luisa Abel, Jason Hamer, Jaime Leigh McIntosh, and Ahou Mofid WINNER: “Poor Things,” Mark Couler, Nadia Stacey, and Josh Weston “Maestro,” Kay Georgiou, Sian Grigg, Kazu Hiro, and Lori McCoy-Bell “Golda,” Karen Hartley and Suzi Battersby “Society… https://chorus.fm/news/full-2024-oscar-winners/

[lostinaflashforward]

LIAFF SPECIAL #12: Oscars 2024: Le previsioni (2)

MIGLIOR FILM STRANIERO

Io capitano, di Matteo Garrone (Italia)

Perfect Days, di Wim Wenders (Giappone)

La società della neve, di Juan Antonio Bayona (Spagna)

La sala professori, regia di İlker Çatak (Germania)

La zona d'interesse, regia di Jonathan Glazer (Regno Unito)

MIGLIOR FILM D'ANIMAZIONE

Spider-Man: Across the Spider-Verse, di Joaquim Dos Santos, Kemp Powers e Justin K. Thompson

Il ragazzo e l'airone, di Hayao Miyazaki

Elemental, di Peter Sohn

Nimona, di Nick Bruno e Troy Quane

Il mio amico robot, di Pablo Berger

MIGLIOR FOTOGRAFIA

Edward Lachman - El Conde

Rodrigo Prieto - Killers of the Flower Moon

Matthew Libatique - Maestro

Hoyte van Hoytema - Oppenheimer

Robbie Ryan - Povere creature!

MIGLIOR SCENOGRAFIA

Sarah Greenwood e Katie Spencer - Barbie

Jack Fisk e Adam Willis - Killers of the Flower Moon

Arthur Max e Elli Griff - Napoleon

Ruth de Jong e Claire Kaufmann - Oppenheimer

James Price, Shona Heath e Zsuzsa Mihalek - Povere creature!

MIGLIORI COSTUMI

Jacqueline Durran - Barbie

Jacqueline West - Killers of the Flower Moon

Janty Yates e Dave Crossman - Napoleon

Ellen Mirojnick - Oppenheimer

Holly Waddington - Povere creature!

MIGLIOR TRUCCO ED ACCONCIATURA

Karen Hartley Thomas, Suzi Battersby e Ashra Kelly-Blue - Golda

Kazu Hiro, Kay Georgiou e Lori McCoy-Bell - Maestro

Luisa Abel - Oppenheimer

Nadia Stacey, Mark Coulier e Josh Weston - Povere creature! 

Ana López-Puigcerver, David Martí e Montse Ribé - La società della neve

-TO BE CONTINUED-

#oppenheimer #poor things #maestro #killers of the flower moon #barbie #society of the snow #perfect days #io capitano #the zone of interest #das lehrerzimmer #napoleon #golda #spider-man: across the spider-verse #the boy and the heron #nimona #robot dreams #elemental #cinema #oscar 2024 #previsioni #LIAFF: LIAFF SPECIAL #parte 2