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you have to stay alive. you're going to be such a beautiful middle aged freak. young freaks will see you in the street and know that things can be okay.
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"You are my loved one, Harry," said Bridgens. "The only man or woman or child left in the world who cares whether I am alive or dead, much less what I may have thought before I fell or where my bones will lie." Peglar, still angry, felt his heart pounding inside his chest. "You're going to outlive me, John." "Oh, at my age, and with my infirmities and proclivities toward illness, I hardly think..." "You're going to outlive me, John," grated Peglar. He shocked himself by the intensity of his voice and Bridgens blinked and fell silent. Peglar took the older man's wrist. "Promise me you'll do one thing for me, John." "Of course." There was none of the usual banter or irony in Bridgens' voice. -> 3/∞ CHARACTER DYNAMICS in The Terror
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Lestat, for example, literalizes the African-American belief that white European slavers were cannibals, feeding on enslaved flesh. In Rice’s novel, Lestat actually initiates Louis into vampirism through killing and draining a fugitive slave. In the TV update, Lestat is the quintessential colorblind liberal racist, goading Louis into outbursts of rage against the constant petty insults and humiliations he faces at the hands of white New Orleans, while all the way lording it over one and all, white and Black, as the ultimate puppet master.
Louis himself confesses to his interviewer, the journalist Daniel Molloy, that Lestat was at once his maker and his lover. This taps into a particular vein of Southern fiction in which incest and miscegenation taboos overlap and bleed into each other.
The gothic twist, of course, is that what makes Lestat parent to Louis is not unacknowledged paternity through the rape and forced breeding of chattel women, as in many classic 19th-century narratives of miscegenation. Instead, it is the direct bite of the male vampire, which here serves as a queer allegory for reproduction between men. Or, more nearly, as sex without reproduction, only a risk of contagion.
We can go further. If we look for a name for what the gothic can do to unlock the dark recesses of sexuality and racism in the American nightmare, we should speak of the hystericization of race. Hystericization names the process of becoming hysterical, the hysteric being the one who demands to know: Why am I who you say I am? This, after all, is the question Louis asks constantly, first of Lestat and then of the aging white male journalist Molloy.
“Why am I who you say I am?” Louis demands of the world. At first, he does rage against the system; it is his brash spirit that attracts Lestat’s interest. But over the course of the series, Louis is revealed to be the quintessential homosexual mark: a quick-witted, strong-willed young man of great promise, who finds himself “drained” by the overpowering malevolence of an older figure who ensures his endless torment, above all, by professing an immortal love for him. Using sex as a weapon, Lestat unmans Louis (in one scene, Lestat literally drags him from a confession booth, desecrating the church with the blood of the slain priest) and by the end of the season turns him into a simpering househusband and hovering father to their vampirically created daughter Claudia. Out of the closet and into the coffin.
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November 8, 2021 at 04:45PM
We are all of us in the trash can but some of us are reflecting the sky.
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depression or whatever is soooo embarrassing oops i ruined a large chunk of my future because i just didn’t feel like doing anything for a while . Epic Cringe babe...
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Stargate Universe "Faith"
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“Before the writers started working on the first season, I wrote a list of six things on the wall that every episode had to do.” - Mike Schur (x)
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So...There's a scene in Good Omens where we need an extract from Aziraphale's Diary in the 1820s. And as we were about to shoot him writing it, Douglas asked if we could see a bit of the previous diary entry as well. So I wrote one. As it turned out, we are too close up to read anything of the previous diary extract and only the final line is visible, if that.
I hated to imagine it going to waste.
So here's a small Valentine's Day gift for any of you who need cheering up. You will need to imagine the rest of the story.
“Madam!” I said, “I do believe that you have entirely misunderstood me!”
The countess drew herself to her full height, which I believe would have been about five feet and seven inches, and stared at me, quite puzzled. “No,” she said, “I believe that it is you who are mistaken, Mr Fell. For never have I met a man of any kind who could resist my blandishments.” And then, replacing her garments (which took much longer than shedding them), she added, “I do not know what manner of a man you are, Mr Fell. I trust you will still help my brother with his little problem.”
“I am still there for him,” I assured her. “He is as good as freed from his durance vile.”
“You are an angel,” said the countess.
And so we left the matter. This morning, her brother rejoined her, released (by me) from debtor's gaol. She was by all acounts delighted to see him.
POSTSCRIPT:
It appears that she was not a countess, he was not her brother, and they fled together for France leaving many debts behind them. I told Crowley all about the matter over a glass of claret, but he did not appear to be as surprised as I had expected.
Neil's last year Valentine's gift :) <3
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guys I had this realization the other day that Redwall works really well for reading aloud, and kinda half-remembered something about the author reading to kids? So I looked it up to see if I had made a connection.
And it turns out, yes, actually, because he read aloud to kids at a school for the blind. But all the books they gave him to read were depressing. So he wrote Redwall, a story about heroism and courage and making it through struggles, and filled it with so many sensory, visual details so he could give them something better and I just-- that's so wholesome-- help
That is so lovely. I actually met Brian Jacques when I was 25 and a baby author, and he was so sweet to me. Because he once worked with my grandfather on the Liverpool docks. I was dazzled as I’d loved the Redwall books for years, though always with a sneaking sympathy for the evil ones… there was this adopted ferret called Veil… I am as I am.
That’s part of why I wrote Long Live Evil: I kept reading cancer books/seeing cancer movies that didn’t know what they were doing, where the creators had definitely never had cancer and didn’t want anyone to have any fun. I wanted to write the real stuff, with the hard things and the genuinely hilarious moments (losing all the hair up your nose and having it always running is a detail I never saw anywhere!). And one of the real things is the desperate desire to escape into art, and humour, and adventure. I read so many books over that time!
Speaking as someone who is half blind (I mean blind in one eye, not shortsighted, though that in the other eye too) you can really tell Brian Jacques was being thoughtful in what he did, crafting that world of imagination for readers to escape to. Thanks to him for being a kind writer. Thanks to my Grandpa Jack, who always gave great gifts, for a last gift more than a decade after he died.
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Always very funny to go from tumblr culture (Harry Potter basically, like, anathemized) to coworkers or relatives just casually bringing it up with zero idea about why the franchise would even be controversial. Unironically one of the bigger bubbles I forget I'm in.
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happy national holiday to those who celebrate
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I've decided if people are going to call male characters babygirl then I can do it the other way around for female characters. She's my man now. That woman is my boyfriend. My boytoy even.
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dracula daily for the franklin expedition where i may 28th you get an email with the first message from the victory point note and then a year later you get a second email letting you know sir john has died. and then that’s it
The Terror and Erebus were abandoned on my birthday and every year I think of it like a small morbid present. So sorry to those men.
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from bard (derogatory) to bard (affectionate): worming his way into the hearts of three of the most powerful people on the continent