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occlusivavelare · 2 years
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Petition to have Luca Marinelli serenade Marwan Kenzari with “Io che amo solo te” by Sergio Endrigo in a scene of tog2.
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dragonzzilla · 11 months
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The whole "A male is only born to the Gerudo once in a hundred years" presents a fascinating psychological crucible
By accident of birth, you're othered from the rest of your people. There is literally no one else like you. No one alive at least. You are born in the shape and in the shadow of long dead monarchs, Great Men.
But what does it mean to be a man in a society that is otherwise comprised entirely of women (I do not believe in gender essentialism; but I do believe in societal pressures). You are a boy and are constantly reminded of it. A boy without a father, without brothers; and when you become a man, you will never have sons of your own or even nephews. You're a single drop of masculinity in a ocean of mothers, sisters, wives, daughters, nieces; awash in femininity but forever separate from it. You are a man and that makes you king.
Before you're out of swaddling, you're placed on a pedestal. Elevated, in some regards. Afforded the greatest privileges available to your people. But they're not quite your people. However thinly it is presented, there's always going to be a degree of separation from everyone you know and care about. Your otherness is constantly reinforced, celebrated even. You're going to be a king. And you don't get a choice in the matter. You must stand alone, forever.
There are other men in the world, but they are not Gerudo. There are Gerudo, but none of them are men. The only people who could understand your struggle exist only as imperious statues and aspirational legends. They are Gerudo men, just like you, but they're not people anymore. They are kings, conquerors, shapers of history, children of destiny, great men. You are a man and that means you are destined for greatness.
Try not to crack under the pressure.
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garethgobblecoque · 8 months
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Isn't it kinda fucked that most all trans guys on this website face a near constant barrage of the most horrible, vitriolic hate you've ever seen all because they try to talk about their lived experiences and how transphobia effects them specifically.
Maybe letting oppressed people talk about their oppression is a good thing actually.
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anghraine · 10 months
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I love Mrs Reynolds and the proud Pemberley groundsman, but my favorite servant character in Austen is always going to be Mansfield Park's Baddeley:
[I]nstantly rising, she was preparing to obey, when Mrs Norris called out, “Stay, stay, Fanny! what are you about? where are you going? don’t be in such a hurry. Depend upon it, it is not you who are wanted; depend upon it, it is me” (looking at the butler); “but you are so very eager to put yourself forward. What should Sir Thomas want you for? It is me, Baddeley, you mean; I am coming this moment. You mean me, Baddeley, I am sure; Sir Thomas wants me, not Miss Price.” But Baddeley was stout. “No, ma’am, it is Miss Price; I am certain of its being Miss Price.” And there was a half-smile with the words, which meant, “I do not think you would answer the purpose at all.”
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rawliverandgoronspice · 5 months
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one thing that I adore with the various retellings of the oot castle situation in this fandom is that basically everybody has managed to cook up their own flavor of "the unnamed king of hyrule is a little bitch", and I think that's beautiful
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legitalicat · 3 months
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Happy birthday to the one, the only, Tom Glynn-Carney.
Oh how the Internet adores you.
Also how does one go about nominating a man to be People Magazine's Sexiest Man Alive? Cause let's be real...this angel of a man deserves it.
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sardonicheir · 4 months
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felix catton was insanely james potter coded
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merilles · 1 year
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some women fear the fire. some women simply become it.
- r.h.sin
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also her as the "elmo rise" meme <333
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ssaalexblake · 1 year
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honestly ppl being surprised that people outright and proudly proclaiming the a hiring of a female doctor is a disgrace Might Have An Agenda for widely spreading that her episodes are bad (from like. before they started even airing. let that be clear.) is like your parents watching fox news and them being shocked that the people running it stoking hatred towards certain groups might have An Agenda for doing so when you tell them about it.
This is like. Honestly funny up to a point. Gee Golly, the people open about their vicious hatred of women aren’t to be trusted as a quality guide or as a place of unbiased opinion on something to do with a woman??? I am Shocked. 
They poisoned the well. 
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my brother in christ jefferey dahmer
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philhoffman · 1 year
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This week’s Monday Philm is The Boat That Rocked (2009), AKA Pirate Radio (and a million other names). I’m really glad this is the movie that came up chronologically this week because in addition to being one of my favorites, it’s a warm and pretty lighthearted one.
I could easily watch the rumored five-hour cut of this movie every day. Aside from the government scenes and sex crime, every moment of this film is so much fun. I always think I’ve built it up more in my head than it really is (I think about this film very, very often) but then it hits such a stride in the last hour or so and it’s tremendous fun. One of the most fun movies to watch, I love every second spent on this boat. Certain lines catch me by surprise and make me laugh out loud every time—Rhys Darby is SO funny, he really stood out on this rewatch.
Phil was the first to point out that The Boat That Rocked is an ensemble film, and it definitely is—Carl is the closest thing it has to a protagonist, and even then he spends most of the film in the background. But it’s also undeniably grounded by Philip Seymour Hoffman’s The Count. There might be a few practical reasons that explain why that is—the only American in the script, the biggest star in the cast—but it really comes down to his ineffable qualities, his unspoken power as an actor. Oddly enough it reminded me a bit of A Most Wanted Man, the way everyone and everything else gravitates towards and around his character, his presence. Earlier this week I reblogged a post about how all the famous British comedians in the cast competed with each other to see who could make Phil laugh the most. You can hear his laugh over everyone else’s. He’s always been amazing among ensembles, knowing when to shine and when to fit (but never fade) into the background—Boogie Nights, Magnolia, State and Main, even stealing scenes in Leap of Faith—but by this age (and in roles of authority, perhaps) he’s got a natural command.
I love the Count. My favorite PSH character changes daily but he’s often number one. Maybe it’s stuff I’ve read lately, maybe it’s the fact that I watched it this week and I’m projecting, but I really picked up on his sadness this time. The Boat That Rocked is a comedy about pirate DJs in the 1960s, but it has some depth and a few very tender moments, especially toward the end. The Count sitting alone on the deck, thinking about how the best days of his life are over. Deciding to go down with his ship because music is all he has. Knowing there will be more amazing songs in the future, but he will not be around to play them. The Count of Cool, the Count of Chaos. Always home, always uncool.
There’s a moment when, as the Count and Gavin are stuck high on the ship’s mast, Phil sorta pops his jaw out—and for a second I saw him at 25 again, doing the same exact gesture in My Boyfriend’s Back. That happens a lot, recognizing the slightest gestures across decades, especially as I rewatch his films more and more, always searching for something. He’s 30-something and rolls his eyes the same way he will in a decade. He’s a kid standing with his hands on his hips the same way he’ll stand when he’s 46 years old. He blinks with his whole face the same way his son will someday. He disappears into characters but for a second he smiles or turns away and I can see the man I’ve been so fortunate to come to love. That red-haired, freckle-faced boy, the man who was asked in an interview about this film what music he would save in a fire and said “If I could get out of the house with my family, everything else could burn.”
Phil died nine years ago this week and I don’t want that to be the focus of this review, I don’t want it to be the focus of anything, I still don’t want it to be real. But it bleeds into everything, so I’m just trying to find some softness in it. Before watching tonight, I went to the store to pick up some of his favorite donuts (my favorite kind, too, and I swear I’m not copying him he just has good taste!). Seems like something he’d appreciate. I miss you a lot, Phil.
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d1sp4ru3 · 6 months
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bookish-moony · 9 months
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Thank you @figuringthengsout for tagging me <3333
rules: list ten books that have stayed with you in some way. don’t take but a few minutes, and don’t think too hard - they don’t have to be the “right” or “great” works, just the ones that have touched you
Soo tired it’s very late so I’ll be brief. In order I read them, not in order of importance to me
A Tree Grows in Brooklyn - every mother and her daughter should read. My first profound read.
Crime and Punishment - the triumph of my fourteenth year. The Quest for the Perfect Translation pt.1 (it’s Nicolas Slater’s version. You’re welcome)
Ordinary People - found a similar person in Conrad. And cried. A lot.
The Plague - hahaha covid. Incredible. Began my love of Camus and then I got into philosophy and then died a little bit
All Quiet on the Western Front - the most influential a book has been on my life. Started the WWI interest and got me into the trench poets and started my research paper and so much more
The metamorphosis - learned so much about disability and what my family is. Read it so many times.
Inferno - got me through a rough spot. The Quest for the Perfect Translation pt.2 (I SWEAR BY Dorothy L Sayers. She’s incredible)
Patrick Modiano Missing Person - I can’t even talk about this one except to say that it changed me and that I want to write like him
Eichmann in Jerusalem - began my love of nonfiction and journalism and my obsession with the guardian and the Atlantic and the New Yorker, etc and now I spend so much money on newspapers and magazines I blame Arendt and her terrific reporting.
I didn’t include any poetry plays or short fiction because that would be cheating. Would require a whole other list for those.
And, note, these are the books that impacted me profoundly. Not exactly pleasureful books I got into, how it works for me in fandom. That would, again, be another list. (Aftg, sherlock Holmes, Agatha Christie)
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legitalicat · 3 months
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Happy birthday to the one, the only, Tom Glynn-Carney.
Oh how the Internet adores you.
Also how does one go about nominating a man to be People Magazine's Sexiest Man Alive? Cause let's be real...this angel of a man deserves it.
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roadsidebrambles · 10 months
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Ron Perlman a True King
In Response to Bob Iger Disney CEO threatening to continue to refuse negotiations until writers start becoming homeless:
"To the Motherfucker who said that we're gonna keep this thing going until people start losing their houses and their apartments. Listen to me, Mother Fucker. There's lots of ways to lose your house. Some of it is financial, some of it is Karma, and some of it is just figuring out who the fuck said that. And we know who said that and where he fucking lives. There's a lot of ways to lose your house. You wish that on people. You wish that families starve while you're making 27 Fucking Million Dollars a year for creating Nothing. Be careful, Mother Fucker. Be really careful, because that's the kinda shit that stirs shit up. Peace out."
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modernfaerietales · 1 year
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i imagine this playlist to be the soundtrack of my time in Faerie
..been wanting to do this for so long. for now, i just wanna put this out.. will be updated in time⋆*
edit: now i think about this playlist as more of a story from my heart. my daydreams. which are quite literally modern faerie tales
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