I hate the “open floor plan” that everyone is obsessed with in houses now. I want nooks and crannies and bizarre floor plans. I don’t need to be able to see what someone is doing on the other side of the house. I want places to hide and lurk and dwell in the shadows. I am the beast who awaits in the labyrinth
THE TALENTED MR. RIPLEY (1999)
Director: Anthony Minghella Cinematography: John Seale
paws. touching paws. reaching out. booping me. booping you
The bar for Republican integrity is so deep in hell that it is somehow newsworthy that Mike Pence has decided not to endorse for president a man who sent a riot with instructions to kill him, Mike Pence, specifically
we all have our own crosses to bear. for example. sometimes i enjoy a panic at the disco song
God I just fucking. I am so blown away when I watch any older movie. When they filmed on real sets and built elaborate props because cgi wasn’t an option. “Ohhh but you can tell it’s an animatronic it doesn’t even look reeaaallll” shut the hell your mouth. That is an actual physical thing that the actors could actually see and interact with. It is a billion times more “real” than the endless greenscreen bullshit you love so much.
Kiki's Delivery Service | 魔女の宅急便 (1989) dir. Hayao Miyazaki
If you see this you’re legally obligated to reblog and tag with the book you’re currently reading
Without a doubt
i love when its sunnyyyy yaaaay i want to get married
you know what. fuck this shit (turns into a salmon and 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟)
the communal jaywalk is a powerful thing
Beholders - Mia Bergeron , 2024.
American, b. 1979 -
Oil on canvas , 24 x 24 cm.
I love it when people use "shrimp" to mean "beyond the human range". like "shrimp colors" but applied to other things. "shrimp emotions" "shrimp sounds" "shrimp morality", as if shrimp are living some kind of transcendent existence that humans can never comprehend
turns out... these little creatures are not so "shrimple" after all!
why'd I write this like I'm 74