csp saved yesterday's stress doodle dump so you get to have it
The Rehearsal is deeply insane and deeply comforting. It's a show for people with social anxiety. People who are acutely aware that they've never been perceived as "normal". People who struggle to experience or express feelings in the same way as others. People who worry about what other people think. People who want to be vulnerable but don't know how. People who want to get inside others' heads in order to understand who they are, how they feel, how they will behave, how they will react. People who wish to manipulate and engineer situations because often it feels like the only way to succeed in a social landscape you don't quite understand is through careful thought, consideration, and design. People who feel lonely but don't want to feel alone. People who quietly, desperately want to find a place that feels like home.
Sarah Snook and Kieran Culkin shaving Jeremy Strong hair after shooting their final scene for succession.
š· Molly Minnie
everyone has been so smart and eloquent about Nope, about the spectacle and the horror & thrill of being "seen", about the "bad miracle" and all its moral implications, and I wanna faff about it too, but what I'm mostly thinking about is how we are both the animal and the technology.
that first "moving picture" of the black man on the horse, the precursor - the "ancestor" - is not just about film and art and entertainment and exploitation and anonymity, but also about the way we are both the jockey and its visual representation, because we inhabit both modes of being: we are riders and hunters, but we also project ourselves into the beyond, into art, film, pictures, technology, artificial intelligence, residing somewhere between the animal and technological. The siblings don't manage to defeat the beast by becoming it or taming it, or by outsmarting it with technology. It's a mixture of both and neither, it's something in between, it's Emerald on a bike and OJ on a horse and the tandem of nature and machine, biology and construct - just like jean jacket.
in that sense, the classical question of "who is the real alien" becomes redundant in this movie. We, all of us, are "not of planet earth", we are literally "out of this world", both inside it and beyond it, we are as strange and maddening as the creature in the sky, devouring everything in our path. our bowels are the camera obscura, and we're constantly feeding, processing, producing content, part sitcom, part horror show, we are the shoe standing up, we too are a bad miracle
My heart is broken
It's felt good, us. Right?
Honestly good for her. Oliver is that girl.
personally if i was deeply in love with a guy and managed to get with half of his family but not him despite our intense sexual chemistry iād throw a fit and murder him too
And I think you should come live with meā¦
genuinely cannot believe that the two best multiverse movies of the year both had the main villainās motivation be a BAGEL
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