Francesca Carrying The Weight Of Being The Autistic Child AND The Gay Child

kendall roy, always willing to fight for the downtrodden 

the fact that they specifically framed both roy and keeley being on jamie’s wall. the fact that they specifically framed all three of them walking away together, keeley linking arms with roy before doing the same with jamie. the fact that they specifically framed jamie walking between roy and keeley when he could have gone around either one of them. my clown shoes will be squeaking all the way into next week.

I feel like they confirmed Andrew‘s Peter is bi, because no straight man would use peace signs unironically.

They are boyfriends ❤️🥺

TED LASSO 3.10 | International Break

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

She is my fav ❤️

Same (sighs) same…

I promise I understand Nope I PROMISE I understand the many rich layers to it but I am NOT articulate enough to form any of my own thoughts about it without sounding like an insane person so all I can offer you is Angel silly little man

it does not matter if you have a genuine desire to do good (kendall) or a deep capacity for love (roman) or have comparatively progressive politics and are a victim of the misogynistic environment your father created (shiv). because if your sense of self is so intrinsically tied to oppressive capitalist structures, what good are your best impulses, your love, your decency? waystar is them and they are waystar what does any kindness they possess actually matter if they are only capable of acting upon it within the framework of the fascistic, patriarchal corporation that they have no desire to escape?