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anthonysfuneral · 2 years

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The duffers shouldn’t get credit for most of the show honestly other than perhaps the main storyline. Anything that made the show’s characters interesting was typically the actors not them. Steve actually being good and not an assaulter was Joe’s work. Robin being gay and not Steve’s next love interest was Maya. Ofc Billy being a victim of abuse and not just a one sided villain was Dacre. Eddie flirting with Chrissy was how Joseph wanted to play the part not how it was written.

They are just so out of touch with what their characters are like it’s knots like they never watched their own show lmao. Billy is the most evilest character in their eyes while Dr. Brenner who literally experimented on and tortured kids has this semi-redemption in s4 and is deemed ok. Jason who started a lynch mob for some kids is excused bc he lost Chrissy. 001 is also not so bad despite being a murderer. God forbid any of Billy’s actions be explained and explored because he was a one sided villain to them jfc. Anyways the Duffers contribute fuck all to the show and everything that drew me into the show was the result of actors changing shit not them.

Literal-fucking-ly! If it weren't for the actors input, the show wouldn't be half as fucking popular because it would be full of the same one-note eighties stereotypes. Robin and Steve would've been pretty boy meets eccentric girl and they fall in love. Billy would've been the shitty jock asshole. Eddie would've been the corrupt drug dealer to turn golden girl Chrissy bad. Guess who saved us from the Duffers' boring characters? I'll give you a hint— it wasn't them changing their minds!

Like, I get they're the producers, which means they have full reign over how they want their show to be perceived. However, this doesn't mean they're like. Right.

Anyway, yeah. I'm convinced the Duffers only write in abuse victims as plot devices. Remember Patrick? Probably not, considering he got fuck all when it came to screen time and his abuse was used to shovel Vecna's choice of victims into the show. Same with Chrissy when it came to her mother.

They're more interested in giving the man who— and I'm not going to sugarcoat it— tortured children a fleshed out redemption arc than the angry abuse victim, who they just said "he died for everyone! God, aren't we great at writing character arcs?"

Jason is an entirely different issue, because you're gonna say Jason's reaction to his girlfriend dying is fully justified (y'know, him forming an entire fucking lynch mob) but Billy's reaction to eighteen years of abuse with zero-to-none support is evil? Especially when Billy did nothing close to what Jason did. I guess you can bring up him beating Steve's ass, but they were two almost adult teenagers, and this is after Billy discovers teenage Max, the sibling he's supposed to protect or else he gets beat, is hanging out with what's nearly an adult. Meanwhile, Jason literally fucking shoots at and beats the shit out of Lucas, a teenager, (when Billy did fuck all but vaguely threaten him and push him around a little? It's still not justified, but it's nowhere near what Carver did), not to mention sending his goons to chase a little black girl. And even if he hadn't done that, his lack of action literally wouldn't have had near the consequences Billy would've gotten! But guess who gets more sympathy? Poor little fucking rich boy Jason Carver.

Anyway, yeah. Me 🤝 you: despising the Duffer Brothers and the fact these fuckers cannot write characters.

#billy hargrove #dr brenner #jason carver #the duffer brothers #stranger things #answered #cw: abuse #cw: torture #cw: violence

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zephrr · 1 year

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More Jason headcannons that dive deeper into my characterization of him. Jason Lore...if you will.

{ p.s. I base my Jason off of *me* and some just things I think of...but I mostly base him off me. So with that being said;}

T.W: Mention of SA

❥ Jason cannot trust people off the bat. You have to earn that. He has *major* trust issues.

❥ Loves the feeling of soft, squishy things. (He likes to touch boobs because of this. With consent, ofc.)

❥ He actually hates being the center of attention. He pretends to enjoy it because..

"I'm supposed to enjoy it right? That's the obvious thing to do." Jason said, sounding not sure of himself.

"Jason...you don't have to enjoy it. You can tell people that you don't feel comfortable.." Steve replied, setting his cup down as he made his way over to Jason. He put his hand on Jason's shoulder.

"It's ok to say no, Jace."

❥ His trust issues started at the ripe age of 11. He trusted his older friend. He would do nothing wrong right?

"Jason...sweetie? Are you okay?" Jason's mom asked from outside his door. She had been the one to find him. Her poor baby.

He opened his door and hugged his mother, sobbing. His mom just picked him up and walked over to his bed so they could sit down.

"I'll make sure he'll never come close to you again." She said, tucking his head into her neck, cradling him. And she did make sure of it.

❥ Lover Boy. Loves to love. Despite the past, he still loves. His partner will always feel loved when he's around.

❥Always mistakingly leaves his balcony window unlocked. He always forgets. So his friends sometimes sneak into his room at night.

"He looks so peaceful. Look at him...!" Chrissy whisper-yelled. This caused Chance to silently chuckle.

"God, I hope he doesn't get kidnapped on day due to this habit." Patrick said, sitting down on a nearby chair. Lucas just looked around the room, shifting nervously.

"Don't worry Luc', this isn't the first time we snuck into his room." Andy stated, almost proudly. Lucas just nervously chuckled as he sat down.

"Yo, I brought snack..." Chance said, cut off. "...s. Morning sleeping beauty." He said, slightly laughing.

Jason sat up, looked around and laid back down. He stared at the ceiling. Before looking over at Andy.

"This was your idea, wasn't it?" Jason asked, deadpan. Andy just smiled.

❥ He treats Lucas likes a son.

"You okay?" Jason asked, worried as he walks towards Lucas.

He found Lucas outside on the field sitting alone eating lunch. He looked sad and confused.

Jason took a seat next to him and just sat there, not forcing a response out of him. Waiting patiently. He saw Lucas look up at him from the corner of his eye but he didn't look back, not wanting to scare him into saying he's fine. He wants him to take his time.

"Hey, Jason?"

"Yeah, bud?"

"How would you feel if I told you I've been playing DnD with Eddie behind your back and that's why I've been missing practice recently." Lucas asked, rushed.

Jason just stared at him before smiling. He put his hand on Lucas's shoulder and sighed.

"I wouldn't feel anything, just make sure the team doesn't find out." He said, chuckling.

❥ He used to play DnD but then he got popular and dropped it. Though he does still enjoy watching. Though, nobody knows that.

"Jason is that a...character sheet?" Lucas asked, confused. Jason looked over to see what he was talking about before quickly snatching it away.

"NO! No..it's not." ...it wasn't convincing.

"You play..?" Lucas asked, amused.

Jason sighed before sitting on his bed. No one was supposed to know. It was dumb. But it was basically his childhood, an escape from reality.

"Used to. I stopped. I still enjoy watching my younger sibling play with his friends though."

Lucas stared at him with excitement in his eye. Oh god, what was he up to.

{ p.s: I might turn the last HC into a fanfic. }

#jason carver #jason carver my beloved #autistic jason carver #though its only hinted at #zephrr

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yikestripes · 5 years

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Insecurity

Based on @livi-the-werewolf’s genius headcanon for someone insecure dating Richie! I love her headcanons and I just love Richie sm,,,,, enjoy y’all! They’re older in this one (because time doesn’t seem to exist in this world HAHA)

also sorry it’s kinda short i’ve been super uninspired and i’m exhausted, BUT WE BANGED IT OUT BOYS AND GIRLS

“You know, even I gotta admit, you guys are so cute together!” Bev grinned as she took a sip of lemonade.

“Thanks Bev. Look at you and Bill though! You guys are so made for each other. And to be honest, I don’t know how Rich even fell for me like he did. Literally and figuratively.” You just kinda shrugged and looked out at the horizon.

“What do you mean?”

“I don’t know. It’s nothing.” “It doesn’t seem like nothing. Come on, (Y/N), you know you can tell me literally anything! We fought an evil clown together for fuck’s sake!” Bev pleaded.

You remained quiet for a minute, still thinking.

“You have to swear not to tell anyone, ESPECIALLY Richie. He cannot find out.”

“I swear.”

“Greta Bowie and Henry Bowers have been giving me more shit than usual. I don’t know, it’s stupid. They never forget to remind me of how ugly I am, though.”

“(Y/N), that’s awful! Why didn’t you tell us? Why didn’t you tell me? Why not Richie especially?” Bev’s eyes were wide, she knew all too well how much Greta’s words could rip you to shreds.

“Because, Richie’s gonna go looking for trouble, and I don’t want you guys getting into something with them too.”

Beverly set her mouth into a straight line as she thought.

I think I can deal with the wrath of (Y/N), especially if that means stopping Henry and Greta’s torment.

(Y/N) had already moved on from the conversation, going on about some new book she was reading that she found when she was hiding out in the library one day after school. Beverly nodded along, pretending to listen, as she thought about what and how she was going to tell the Losers.

-Later-

“They WHAT?” Richie fumed, pacing back and forth.

“Richie, calm down, pacing a hole into the ground isn’t going to solve anything.” Bev said, brushing her hair out of her face. Bill laid his hand on hers, noticing her fighting the rising urge for a cigarette. She looked back and smiled a little bit at him, squeezing his hand lightly.

“Guys, they convinced my beautiful girlfriend that she’s anything less of a GODDESS! Like REALLY, have you seen her? It’s amazing I convinced her to date me!” Richie ran a stressed hand through his messy curls.

“R-r-richie,” Bill said, forcing Richie to stop in his tracks. “It’s okay, we’ll figure it out.”

“No. This ends now.” Richie picked up his bike in a huff and rode off into the distance by the time the Losers were able to process what was going down.

“RICHIE WAIT!” Eddie screamed after him, but it was no use. Once he had made his mind up, there was no stopping Richie.

“BOWERS! Where are you, fuckface?” Richie demanded, calling into the Barrens. There was no one in this world Richie wouldn’t beat the shit out of for you, especially Henry Bowers. He’d treated the Losers, especially Richie, like absolute shit for years; this was the final straw.

“Lookin for someone to break in your face, Tozier? Maybe that pretty little girlfriend of yours’ll go looking for a real man after I rearrange it in an even less appealing way!” Henry snickered, his goons slowly emerging from the woods.

Richie gulped, but stood his ground.

“Coming from the mullet-wearing asshole, with the nose of a pig!”

“YOU’RE FUCKING DEAD!” Henry roared, Patrick and Belch moving towards Richie quicker than he anticipated. Richie dodged punches left and right the best he could, a few blows landing on his chest and arms, thankfully missing his face. So far.

Before Richie could move out of the way, Henry punched him square in the face, but as he did so, Richie brought him to his knees with a kick in the dick.

Henry crumpled immediately, holding his dick and rolling around on the ground, as his goons made a break for it. He didn’t have the muster to scream at them to come back.

Richie grinned down at Bowers as blood trickled out of his nose, and spit right in his face.

“That’s what you get for calling my girlfriend ugly, you stupid fucker.” He muttered, leaving Henry behind.

He picked up his bike and rode back towards town, unaware of the black eye that was quickly forming underneath his glasses.

“Richie?” He heard a familiar voice call from across the street.

“Hey babe!” He grinned, completely unaware of the blood dripping from his nose.

Your face instantly turned horrified as you reached up to his face to wipe some of the excess blood away.

“What, did Bowers do some bad damage to the goods?” Richie joked halfheartedly, hardly aware of the dull ache in his arms and face.

“Did you go after him?” You ask, incredulous.

Richie rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly. “Well, yeah. They made fun of you, they told you weren’t beautiful!”

You pulled a spare, clean tissue out of your pocket, and began dabbing lightly at the trail of blood.

“Thanks for defending me, Rich.” You said quietly, looking up at his large brown eyes hidden behind his glasses.

“Anytime, beautiful.” You pressed a short kiss to his lips, as he winced.

“Oh no, i’m so sorry I didn-” Richie cut you off mid sentence, pulling you in close, deepening the kiss.

He smiled as you both broke for air, and pulled you into a tight hug.

“Hey, guess what.” He whispered into your hair.

“What?”

“You’re hot.”

“Oh stop.”

“What do you mean? Someone needs to make sure you know how hot you are!”

You blushed a little and rested your head on his shoulder, and he let you stay there.

He would let you stay there forever.

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seosamhmooney · 7 years

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My Top 10 Favorite Musical Movies

I love top 10 lists for no legitimate reason, and I really don’t understand why they’re a thing other than the fact that they’re somewhat pleasing in some inexplicable way. So here’s one of my “Top 10s” lists. Enjoy

10. Into the Woods

Honestly, this one just makes this list because I enjoy shitting on it. Although it was decently cast, I’m still not sure what Johnny Depp was doing as the wolf (or even why the wolf was present? Does he actually serve a purpose to the ultimate story? Didn’t think so). Anna Kendrick is always charming, and frankly, her “On the Steps of the Palace” song was just fabulous. And sure, intertwining fairytales sounds like a cool or innovative idea, but seriously, it’s been done so many times (re: abc’s Once Upon a Time, Cornelia Funke’s Reckless books, etcetera)--and perhaps Sondheim did do it before it became a “thing”--but the movie comes across as tacky, boring, and generally pointless. Next.

9. Sweeney Todd: the Demon Barber of Fleet Street

Also known as, What Happens When Tim Burton Directs a Musical. It’s almost so gaudy it works, but not quite. Helena Bonham Carter does some good work in this one, but certainly not her best. It’s almost a shame to see someone who has done such beautiful movies as A Room with a View and The Wings of the Dove fall into this constant cycle of playing these borderline goofy characters (see Alice in Wonderland, Cinderella, Dark Shadows, etc.--none of which I did not enjoy, by the way; I absolutely loved all three of these mentioned films, but HBC plays such one-dimensional characters it’s f r u s t r a t i n g. Johnny Depp was actually nominated for a Golden Globe for this movie, which I don’t think was necessarily called for, but did he win? Nope. Wasn’t going to. When the kid and the mostly mute prison girl are the best parts of the cast, something isn’t working right. Plus, the movie was just so gray. I get it, London is no pretty city, but--oh, wait, yes it is. London’s beautiful, shut the fuck up.

8. La La Land

Oh, La La Land. So right, but so, so damn wrong! I adore this movie, although it took me three times to watch the full movie to get to this point of appreciation. When I first left the cinema, I was livid. I had gone with my aunt and uncle for my birthday, and we all left just frustrated. Damien Chazelle had given us such a visually stunning and cinematically innovative film, but he also gave us a shit excuse for a love story. Honestly, Mr. Chazelle, please don’t write another script. Leave that to actual writers. You stick with cinematic brilliance, hun. Thanks, x. Justin Horwitz, however, ABSOLUTELY KILLED IT. The music is astounding. Simply astounding. I had the privilege of seeing La La Land at the Hollywood Bowl with a live orchestra, and damn, it was good. It was so good. Ryan Gosling is nothing special (unfortunately!), and as much of a bitch as Emma Stone’s Mia is, she absolutely deserved that Oscar. Now about the singing: frankly, I didn’t mind it. I have friends who hated it (because they’re trained singers so they have a bit of a superiority complex about these kinds of things), but as someone who cannot particularly sing well myself, I enjoyed seeing two more realistic characters thrown into a musical world and pull it off more than adequately well.

7. The Phantom of the Opera

I want to rank this higher. I really, really, really do. But for obvious reason, I cannot. The singing is mediocre, and the acting is even worse. I don’t know who cast Gerard Butler, but yikes. A lot of the editing is rather shoddy, and as much as I do love Minnie Driver as Carlotta, they should have chosen an actual opera singer instead of choosing a decently known Hollywood name. Also, the deformity is literal horse shit. Just horse shit. But now the good things: 1. Patrick Wilson; yes! I absolutely love his Raoul. He’s tragic and a little girly and a bit of a pussy but so in love that he steps up when he needs to. And his voice is arguably the best in comparison with his coworkers’. 2. The cinematography and set design are stunning, absolutely stunning. I get the chills every time the chandelier is raised during the “Overture”, and although the Phantom’s lair isn’t exactly a house on a lake, I thought it was very reminiscent of the stage production, which I appreciated greatly. 3. The costumes! Jesus! Although Christine’s “Think of Me” dress does not go with the time period of the opera she’s supposed to be performing and the Phantom’s last few costumes are waaaaay too hot, I thought the costume department did a fabulous job creating dazzling costumes that just worked with the whole “pretty” feel of the film. 4. They nail the story. I remember watching Phantom as a child and sobbing every time I finished it. The Phantom doesn’t deserve Christine, but he deserves to know what love is just like any other man, and in telling this, the story succeeds.

6. Grease

I’m not one for teen movies, I’m just not. Clueless is nice, and Heathers has a special place in my heart, but I’ve never been into the whole high school drama film thing. Still, I must admit that I loved Grease. I refused to watch it for the longest time because I had a friend who literally based his entire look on Danny Zuko, and it was so obnoxious I refused to watch the film. Plus John Travolta has always sort of creeped me out. But I gave in, and I was so surprised. Olivia Newton-John is just darling as Sandra Dee, John Travolta isn’t unbearable as Danny Zuko, and Frenchy is such a charming character, but the one person I think gets so overlooked but could be such a show-stealer is Rizzo. Stockard Channing set the bar high for this character, as she does a fantastic job conveying the too-cool-for-school but has-a-heart-of-gold-kinda Rizzo. My favorite player on the Chicago Cubs is Anthony Rizzo because of this movie (Can you tell I’m not a huge sports fan?).

5. Chicago

Many people call this the best musical movie ever made, and really, it’s very, very well done. I mean, it is. A movie doesn’t get six Academy Awards just because. The dancing is actual fire, Richard Gere is one dazzling bastard, and Catherine Zeta-Jones absolutely steals the show as Velma Kelly. Sorry, Renée Zellweger. Zellweger's Roxie is charming, sure, but she comes off as so weak a character and a person that it’s difficult to even enjoy most of her scenes. The set designs are nothing spectacular, but what makes everything come together is the musical numbers (somewhat ironic, because almost every musical number physically departs from the story’s setting). “All That Jazz” is a killer opening, Queen Latifah’s “When You’re Good to Mama” is too much fun, “Cell Block Tango” practically changed the game for musical movie choreography, and where do I even begin with “Roxie”? Spoiler: it was Zellweger’s most convincing scene, but that’s almost completely due to the choreography and set design. Chicago will certainly be studied in film schools in years to come. As much as there is on the surface of the film, there is so much more than meets the eye, and for all these reasons, Chicago is a fabulous, fabulous film.

4. Les Misérables

I actually considered ranking this between Phantom and Chicago but ultimately decided to move it up. Victor Hugo’s novel is a challenge for a number of reasons, but chief among them being the massive span of time his novel covers. So a musical version obviously has to fit this all within three hours, and say what you will, I do believe Les Mis does a good job. The story is obviously cut down tremendously, but it really does not lose much (if any) of the message it has to offer. Now, the film is not perfect. For instance, I absolutely hated Hugh Jackman and Russell Crowe. I really did. A lot of people hated Amanda Seyfried, but I really loved her portrayal of Cosette (but maybe just the acting part, her singing is a bit shaky). Samantha Barks and Eddie Redmayne are class-acts, and HBC does a fine job as Mme. Thenardier. I almost have nothing to say about Anne Hathaway. Her performance speaks for itself. I sob every time Fantine dies. She is so, so, so, so good. And three cheers for Colm Wilkinson. He’s just a great guy and a great performer. The film’s direction is often debated, whether it is good or bad, but I really thought it was quite good and quite different from what others might have done. Tom Hooper took advantage of the screen in ways the stage cannot be taken advantage of, offering the audience a chance to look closely at the faces of the actors, to really appreciate the emotional tolls the characters endure.

3. Cabaret

Liza Minelli embodies Sally Bowles. I mean, never have I ever believed so strongly that an actor was born for a role, but Minelli was born for Sally, and as the soul of the show, she breathes life into the film and somehow manages to carry the story on her shoulders. Joel Grey is a fantastic Emcee, and the supporting characters are great as well. Although I don’t care for several of the subplots, I thought the primary storytelling was borderline flawless (except for the ghastly ending; Lord help me, I have so many qualms with the ending; the level of vague is off the charts and unnecessarily so). But the singing is splendid and the dancing is spectacular. The way the Kit Kat Club fits into the story almost as a character itself is subtle and brilliant, and just about every single set is exactly how I imagine it should be. Again, Liza Minelli was born for this, and she rightly won the Oscar for Best Actress. Go you, Liza. Lots of love, x.

2. Moulin Rouge!

Usually, I would consider Moulin Rouge! my favorite movie of all time, but I’ll explain in the next entry why this is not the case for this list. Like I said, this is my favorite film of all time, and for a plethora of reasons. 1. It is unique and innovative; Moulin Rouge! made the 21st-century musical possible, and everything from Chicago to La La Land owes much to Baz Luhrmann. 2. Ewan McGregor and Nicole Kidman’s chemistry is everything. They work well together, they sound good together, and they carry Luhrmann’s admittingly wild storytelling techniques with grace and fun. 3. The sets and general production design. This entire movie was filmed in a single room (granted, a very, very large room), but Luhrmann creates a world so vivid and so alive that it hardly feels claustrophobic. 4. The music is different but familiar and well-orchestrated. Luhrmann did something most people wouldn’t even think twice about doing because it’s “tacky” or “unoriginal”, but he instead takes familiar and beloved songs, sets them all to a beautiful story about love and loss, and creates a new musical so vibrant, it changed the face of the musical genre.

1. The Sound of Music

The Sound of Music. Arguably the greatest musical of all time, The Sound of Music is a timeless story of faith, love, war, family, and hope. The only musical on this list based on the actual events of Maria Kutschera and her life as the governess and step-mother of the von Trapp children, The Sound of Music embodies everything a musical (and a good story!) should be. Life is no fairytale--it is full of hard times and beautiful times and times when it seems the whole world will collapse upon itself. Life is no fairytale, and as beautiful as this film is, it relates to its audience real life morals and real life messages that should be taken to heart by anyone in search of a happy life. Julie Andrews is the only person to embody a character more than Liza Minelli embodies Sally Bowles, and her Maria is a sweet, powerful, kind woman, who, though unsure of the direction her life will go, stands for what she believes in and positively changes the lives of so many along the way. Christopher Plummer is the perfect Captain von Trapp, and the children are perfectly cast as well. Actually, fuck it, the whole cast is perfect. Governess Elsa Schräder, Max Detweiler, and the Mother Abbess are flawless secondary characters, who come and go throughout the film flawlessly. I would also like to note how it stayed in cinemas for FOUR YEARS after its release. Now that’s a bloody good film. The sets and cinematography are fabulous, the script is so well done it’s unreal, and the songs--the songs!!!--are as good as they are iconic (and damn, are they iconic).

So here is my first (second, actually) post on Tumblr. Cheers. x

#musicals #film #musical movie #top ten list #the sound of music #moulin rouge #cabaret #les miserables #chicago #grease #the phantom of the opera #la la land #sweeney todd #into the woods

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