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Má Sài Gòn (Mother Saigon, dir. Khoa Lê) x DOXA 2023.
This is an intimate look into Vietnam’s quietly thriving queer and trans communities. Through a series of portraits, Lê explores different individuals from various marginalized groups across Saigon (Ho Chi Minh City) who are all trying to live their lives authentically. It’s a revealing documentary spotlighting the strength and diversity of non-conforming Vietnamese people coping under a restrictive culture and conservative climate of communist rule.
Screening at the 2023 DOXA Documentary Film Festival as part of the Thin Places program at The Cinematheque on May 6.
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ofkithandmckinney · 11 months
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Cute & Contemplative in Robin & Mark & Richard III
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tocinephile · 7 days
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Watched, Watching, Want to Watch
While I'm finding Cineplex offerings a bit underwhelming since Dune 2, there's really no shortage of things to see between the every-growing number of streaming services vying for our monthly subscriptions and some of the most prominent film festivals in the city coming up.
TIFF released its May slate of Cinematheque films earlier this week including the "Of Myth and Magic: The Films of Powell and Pressburger" series and "Lee Chang-dong in Three". As usual tech-savvy members (I'm going to guess many of them 25 and Under) snapped up the screenings, but with the organization's revamped system of charging fees for no-show or late ticket returns by members, it's worth checking in the days leading up to the show for returned seats. A friend grumbled to me that TIFF should release their titles in advance of the tickets becoming available, which is actually a good idea in my opinion. Knowing tickets are going to be snapped up, I feel the pressure to grab anything and everything that I can that fated Wednesday every month, whereas if I could read up on these titles ahead of time, then I would just target the films I'm interested in leaving the rest to those that are most keen to see them.
What's right around the corner is Hot Docs, running April 25th-May 5th. Everyone's got their own opinion when it comes to film festivals, whether the film selection is good, how well it's being run, etc. But unless you're much more influential than I, the bottom line is that as a filmgoer you're offered a list of movies with a location, time, and price. Take it or leave it.
Here's a handful of films I'd like to see at this year's Hot Docs festival:
Pelikan Blue
American Cats: The Good, The Bad, and The Cuddly
Le Mans 55: The Unauthorized Investigation
Intercepted
Black Box Diaries
The full list of films can be found on the Hot Docs website
As for "watched" and "watching"... I'll try not to go on too much about things I've seen where others have limited opportunity to watch, but Veselka: The Rainbow at the Corner of the Centre of the World (what a mouthful!) was the last film (documentary) I saw in a theatre about the beloved Ukranian cafe in the East Village of New York City. It's a heartwarming portrait of owners Tom and Jason Birchard, their eatery in the heart of Little Ukraine, and their staff who've been so cruelly affected by the Russian invasion. I went to see the film because of both my support for the Ukraine and my own familiarity with Veselka, which I've been to and passed by countless times during my stays in New York. It is currently playing at the Hot Docs theatre.
Due to poor time management and high levels of distraction, I'm only slowly making by way through Ripley on Netflix. In contrast to Three Body Problem and The Gentlemen, both of which I binged, I've taken it slow with Ripley. I was initially so distracted that I didn't even make the connection that this was a series based on the same story as The Talented Mr Ripley and Purple Noon, both of which I've seen multiple times. I've always been lukewarm to the story but I admit, the stunning black and white cinematography and Andrew Scott are what keeps me tuned in.
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conceptalbum · 1 year
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becca-e-barnes · 8 months
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Ma’am, you are deviously incredible 🔥 We’re begging for an exploration of him saying “I love you” while fucking her like he doesn’t 🥹
My brain keeps picking up the storyline a few splendidly torturous hours in when her body’s completely spent & quivering & she’s a blubbering mess & that’s when he picks her up & takes his sweet time positioning her so she can limply yet eagerly watch their reflection has he finally gives her… exactly what her twitching body’s been craving. 🥵
I'm so glad you all enjoyed the thought of this as much as I did because I've been dying to expand on it 😵‍💫 (Part 1 here)
I like to imagine by that stage, he's absolutely desperate too though. He's got to feel your sweet little pussy clench and flutter around him, contracting so tight every time you cum that he swears it's going to be the end of him.
He's been too hard for too long, buried inside your body and he swears he's never felt you this wet or this hot before. It's been fucking luxurious, forcing you to cum against his fingers, feeling how your body's natural reaction is to coax him to drain his balls into you but that alone isn’t enough. He needs more than that.
He wouldn't admit it to you but he can't take any more. His balls feel like they're fizzing; overfull and beyond ready to flood your waiting, overstimulated body.
He arranges you gently, laying you on your front because he doesn't trust your trembling arms to support you. "That's it, good girl." He coos, hearing you whimper and sob pathetically because he needs to slip out of you to slide a pillow under your hips.
"You've made such a mess." He groans, taking a second to appreciate the delicious, inviting, slick little cunt he's about to indulge in. "You're dripping, sweetheart. God, I just know there's no way I'm going to be able to pull out."
His huge hands are gripping your hips and with one sharp, brutal thrust, he's back inside you and you both sob pathetically at the feeling of your bodies being joined again. This is exactly what you've needed but you don't have the words to tell him that. All you can do is whine and will your body not to cum again so soon.
"I meant. What I said earlier." He punctuates his sentence with soft groans, drawing back until he almost slips out of you before pounding back in.
He leans forward, tilting your chin up, making sure you can see the way he's fucking you in the mirror at the end of the bed.
"I love you. And I don't want you to forget that." He sounds sincere, one hand trailing up from the small of your back to right between your shoulder blades and then back down again. It feels intimate and tender but all that is forgotten by the very next thrust.
"I love you. But for now, you're just a mindless. Little. Drooling. Breedable. Cunt for me." He slows his thrusts down, determined not to cum so soon but it's going to be difficult to last until he gets the first couple of loads out of the way.
"Baby..." You whimper, feeling the tip of his cock nudge against your sweet spot, making you shake from overstimulation.
"I know sweetheart, I know. It's too much. But you're being so good for me. You're so perfect. How have no idea how you feel. So wet and warm and I can feel you fluttering around my cock. It's like you're trying to squeeze every last drop of cum out of me. Is that what you want? Because angel, I'll keep this delicious cunt stuffed full of load after load until I have nothing left to give you."
His thrusts are punishingly fast, thumping against your raised ass, half chasing his orgasm, half holding it back.
"And when I do, I'll remind you just how much I love you. And the baby I'm going to give you tonight."
With that thought, he can't stop himself from cumming, his dick twitching inside you as he shoots thick ropes of his seed right against your cervix. You're so cock-drunk you can only rut yourself millimetres back and forth but that's all you need to send yourself spiralling into another orgasm that leaves you trembling and sobbing.
"Fuck, you want that as much as I do, don't you?" He kisses the back of your neck, breathing you in while letting the euphoric rush subside. He notices he hasn't softened in the slightest despite such an intense orgasm but he knows he needs to be gentle with you for a moment before he can get any rougher.
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tomatoart · 1 year
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wait getting ur ass beat is an adhd trait ?!
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galacticsuperstitions · 7 months
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i kept thinking about that one edgy phase Amiya post so i drew it out. when are we getting the fully black outfit for her HG
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awesomefridayca · 2 years
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Hot Docs '22: 'Fire of Love' paints a portrait of love in magma
Hot Docs ’22: ‘Fire of Love’ paints a portrait of love in magma
Katia and Maurice Krafft were rockstars in the field of volcanology. Among the earliest scientists to extensively film and photograph active and erupting volcanos, and often got as close as possible to the magma flows in an age when the unpredictability of the geological activity kept everyone else hundreds of feet away. It is this love affair –both with each other and with volcanoes– Fire of…
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GEOGRAPHIES OF SOLITUDE FILM
The feature debut from Mills, Geographies Of Solitude wins Jeonju’s International Competition, having already taken home the C.I.C.A.E. Art Cinema prize, the Caligari
Film Award and the prize from the Ecumenical Jury following its premiere in Berlin’s Forum. Mill’s previous work includes In The Waves, which premiered at Visions du Réel and was awarded the Grand Jury Prize for Best Medium-Length Documentary. Further festival screenings are likely for Geographies Of Solitude, which as won top prizes as the Best Canadian Documentary Film and Best new Emerging Director in Canada.
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Berlinale Forum, 2022, World Premiere
Geographies of Solitude describes in an elegy tone the life of a single inhabitant on an island 100 km from Nova Scotia. This sensation of everything unique is populating the images of a poetics of the unusual, of the foundational, or of the primitive.
Despite all this environment being perceived as Arcadian, where the fauna and flora seem to persist in the face of the vicissitudes of the same winter climate, the off-screen of humans and polluting industries appears painful and inevitable. And it is from this certainty that Zoe Valdez seems to be more alone than ever, in a double condition of hermit and witness of a slow destruction.
Director: Jacquelyn Mills Photography: Jacquelyn Mills. Additional Camera: Scott Moore Edition: Jacquelyn Mills. Additional Editor: Pablo Alvarez-Mesa Sound design: Andreas Mendritzki, Jacquelyn Mills Sound: Jacquelyn Mills filmmaker Producers: Rosalie Chicoine Perreault, Jacquelyn Mills Canada, 106 min., 2022
Prizes won at Berlin Film Festival are as Follows:
Caligari Film Prize
CICAE Art House Cinema Award
Ecumenical Award
Hot Docs: Geographies Of Solitude by Jacquelyn Mills
Jacquelyn Mills’ ‘Geographies of Solitude’ wins Hot Docs’ best Canadian film award
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TORONTO - A film about an environmentalist living on Nova Scotia’s Sable Island has won top Canadian honours at this year’s Hot Docs Film Festival.
Director Jacquelyn Mills won the best Canadian feature documentary award and a $10,000 cash prize at a ceremony at Toronto’s TIFF Bell Lightbox on Saturday morning.
Her film, “Geographies of Solitude,” chronicles the life’s work of environmentalist Zoe Lucas, the only full-time inhabitant on Sable Island.
Mills also received the Earl A. Glick emerging Canadian filmmaker award, which is given to a local filmmaker whose film in competition is their first or second feature-length film.
In a statement, the jury praised the film’s “strongly crafted and arresting visual and aural storytelling.“
Hot Docs Winner – Best Canadian Feature Documentary Award Hot Docs Winner – The Earl A. Glick Emerging Canadian Filmmaker Award
Geographies of Solitude won the Best Canadian Feature Documentary Award at Hot Docs for its experimental portrait of researcher Zoe Lucas and her work on Sable Island. The film is directed by Jacquelyn Mills and produced by Mills and Rosalie Chicoine Perreault. The award includes a cash prize of $10,000, sponsored by Telefilm and the Documentary Organization of Canada.
About Zoe Lucas
Zoe Lucas is a self-taught environmentalist and naturalist who has lived for over 40 years on a remote strip of sand. Sable Island is 300 kilometres off the coast of Nova Scotia and can only be reached by private charter plane. This isolated and exposed place has long been recognized for its rare ecosystems with considerable scientific value and importance.
Throughout her decades on Sable Island, as its only full-time inhabitant, Zoe Lucas has demonstrated a scope of research that is staggering in detail. Through her dedication to documenting a life's work—one that accurately mirrors Zoe's work ethic—director Jacquelyn Mills weaves together a meticulous portrait of someone with a remarkable relationship with her surrounding ecosystem. Geographies of Solitude ultimately asks us to consider our own connection to the natural world and the lengths we may need to go to save it. 
About This Sable Island Film “Geographies of Solitude”
GEOGRAPHIES OF SOLITUDE is an immersion into the rich ecosystem of Sable Island, guided by naturalist and environmentalist Zoe Lucas who has lived over 40 years on this remote sliver of land in the Northwest Atlantic Ocean.
Shot on 16mm and created using a scope of innovative eco-friendly film-making techniques, this feature-length experimental documentary is a playful and reverent collaboration with the natural world.
Zoe leads us among wild horses, seals and bugs, through peaks, valleys, roots, sands, weathers, seasons and stars. The intangible is evoked with hidden sounds and vanishing light. Much like a field book, the film tracks its protagonist's labor to collect, clean and document marine litter that persistently washes up on the island shores.
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goombastomp · 2 years
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rickchung · 1 year
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Satan Wants You (dir. Sean Horlor & Steve J. Adams) x DOXA 2023.
Satanic Panic was everywhere in the 1980s as a result of the preposterously unsubstantiated but widely believed child enslavement claims chronicled in Michelle Smith and her long since discredited psychiatrist/husband Lawrence Pazder’s bestselling book Michelle Remembers.
Starting out in Victoria, the general lack of skepticism that snowballed into a fever of overreactions to the perceived Satanist ritual sacrifice of children is a trip to recount. Horlor and Adams ably recall and document what led to Western society’s obsession with this imagined movement of devil worship conspiracies despite a startling lack of evidence.
Screening as part of the 2023 DOXA Documentary Film Festival at the VIFF Centre on May 6 and The Cinematheque on May 12 & 14.
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menacarychamber · 2 months
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Based off gianni voice requests for Doc
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Clips are down here
I drew this before but as a quick drawing
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Clips i had to put in one video because tumblr is a meanie:
I don't wanna overdo the tags so i will write it here
In order for me to memorize character's voices in my head clearly i need to hear their voices repeatedly that case is easy with gabriel because we got a whole collection of him but for the madcom fellas all we get are short lines (except Sanford i can't escape it) so it's difficult for me to read fics for example and imagine the voices hhjdjesk
I forgot what to say next uh-
Right i thought doc sounds like a grandpa i mean i did imagine a calmer monotone voice but uhm what the flip i keep forgetting how deep his voice is even after years of the update i mean i am not complaining hank has every right to have a soft spot for doc me too
he tells me to kill I'd do it, anything for you Doc
I don't have to say anything about Deimos because you know Hans served
oh wait i do you know how I'd love to show all these clips i got of the va doing their thing like gianni trying out a deimos expression and deimos n Sanford streamer moment i want to show it i want to be silly and crazy *rattles the cage i put up for myself* but i need to hold back because this is not dm's
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anzus-domain · 2 months
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𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆  +  ENCORE ! a multi-muse doc tailored for in-depth             rp sample exploration.
━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ oh wow, it has been a moment since i posted on here. i apologize for being MIA but if i'm being honest i was just in a mental creator block & was kind of drained mentally from college, but i swear that i'm back now! i bring you guys my first-ever sample doc and i hope you enjoy it. ✦  𝖡𝖱𝖤𝖠𝖪𝗗𝗢𝗪𝗡 ・ this doc does not utilize the custom sizing plug-in as it was removed unfortunately; however, it does have images as backgrounds, so please be careful when editing it. ・ a few comments that highlight the word counts for the sample spaces.
・ as always, the colors for the pngs have been edited in pics art, but everything can be made to look the way you want it to. ✦  𝗣𝗟𝗨𝗚𝗜𝗡
thank you guys for sticking with me, i hope this year is great for all of you! except for the weirdos who remove my credit from my docs, you should die! anywho, please leave my credit. if you need help with this doc or any others, do not be afraid to dm me on discord. my handle is melchotic. ( the link to the doc is in the underlined sample doc word above! ) ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━
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hooked-on-elvis · 2 months
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Elvis' Sword Cane ⚔️
Elvis On Tour (1972)
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Watching the doc for the millionth time and I've only noticed this now. I wondered if EP's cane was actually a weapon... and it looks like I was right. Apparently, all of Elvis' canes were also swords... and he was making it clear onscreen. LOL.
Subtle message: "Don't f*** with me".
Source video: Reddit
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Elvis and Vernon Presley in Buffalo, New York. April 5, 1972.
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fuctacles · 9 months
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Unusual, but maybe not in a bad way
Eddie's shoes might look good, but they were never a good choice for summer rains. He kept forgetting that and letting the reality of his fashion choices hit him hard in the face. Or knees.
The bus had a moving plate in the middle that usually wasn't a problem but today wasn't usual. Today the rain was pouring and Eddie's phone was at 15% because he had been too lazy to plug it in before falling asleep. So today he had to switch seats to one next to a charging port and as he was making the short voyage, a few things aligned perfectly to make today unusual, and in a bad way.
The rotating plate was wet from the rain.
The soles of his shoes had no grip.
The bus turned left.
"Shit."
Eddie gathered himself off the wet floor, cursing his shoes, the weather, and the throbbing pain in his knee. Without looking up he fell heavily into the seat that was his destination, afraid of the amused stares he might catch. His dignity? Gone. His pants? Well, they were torn already anyway so one new hole didn't make much difference. His knee? Bleeding, apparently. As he rubbed his knees, one of his hands came out red. He groaned.
"Of fucking course." He just had to hit something sharp on the usually safe and relatively smooth surface. 
When he was reaching to plug in his phone, someone grabbed the pipe just above the USB port. Eddie looked up and found a man looking down at him. He also realized the golden frames of his glasses complimented his hazelnut eyes beautifully.
"You should clean this up," the man said instead of making fun of him or asking if he was okay. No, he was holding out a packet of wet wipes like some kind of saint.
Eddie hesitated for a moment but while his dignity might be gone, the gorgeous man in front of him wasn't. He took the offered wipe.
"Thanks," he murmured, wiping the cut and the surrounding skin, cleaning off sand and blood.
The man dropped a backpack on the vacant seat next to him. Eddie eyed the pins attached to it; a couple of dinosaurs, a Hufflepuff crest, ‘protect trans kids’, and… a bisexual flag. Score.
"Pirates, Hello Kitty or dinosaurs?"
"Huh?"
"Band-aid," the man clarified, shaking a small tin can he fished out of his backpack. "I work with kids," he added like it explained everything. Well, it kind of did. Upon opening, the tin revealed an assortment of colourful band-aids.
Eddie hummed in thought, considering his choices.
"Dinosaurs."
"Good choice," the man praised with a smile, probably the same one he showed to the kids. Was he a teacher? Because suddenly all the teacher-student porn scenarios gained a new appeal. Where skimpy pencil skirts didn’t work on Eddie, a soft green jumper just might, apparently.
The man handed him a dino band-aid, apparently expecting him to apply it himself. Well, of course. They were two strangers on a bus, after all.
Disappointed, he put it on the cut, missing the amused tilt of the teacher's lips.
"Do you need anything else? I have some candy; lollipops, gummies…" The man flipped through the contents of his bag.
"Gummies?" Eddie's interest was piqued.
"They have colourful fillings and a tiny dragon on each wrapper," he advertised, offering him a small baggie to choose from. Again, his tone reminded him of an adult talking to a kid. This shouldn't be working on him as well as it was.
"Can I have two?" he asked, looking up into these stunning brown eyes. The level difference was not helping. Has he not sat down on purpose? To tower over poor Eddie's tiny metal heart?
The man smiled as he took a quick conspiratorial look around.
"You can even have three, just don't tell my kids," he whispered
"I ain't a snitch!" he assured and picked up two green candies and an orange one. Because red flavours belonged in the trash.
Or apparently in the plush mouth of a handsome stranger, since he picked one of those for himself. Maybe Eddie didn't hate them that much, after all. He could make an exception. Especially if he could taste them the fun way.
"You sure you don't want a lollipop? Water? Extra band-aid?"
Eddie shook his head adamantly but had a nagging feeling the man was stalling. His gaze dropped to the flag badge, giving him an instant shot of courage.
"Your number?"
The soft teacher's smile turned sly, and he knew he took the right step. His metal heart thumped in his chest, the sound resonating against his ribs. What a fun feeling.
"Better hurry up, my stop is next."
Eddie nearly dropped his phone in his haste to put in the string of numbers.
"What do I…?" he asked when the empty ‘name’ box stared at him from the screen.
"Steve," the man offered, just in time for the bus to stop. The doors swung open, and he was gone, but while the physical distance between them grew, Eddie now had the comfort of having him in the palm of his hand, hidden behind a number.
>> Thanks for the candy! 🖤 - Eddie 
[Steddie masterpost] [Ao3] [ko-fi]
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nickyol · 5 months
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i want someone to treat me how this man treats his doc Dan
(with consent of course) I know he's a red flag and he's completely toxic but... Like… Yeah nvm I don't even have a good excuse
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