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Jerry schatzberg understands me fr, he understands me like no other.

SCARECROW (1973) dir. Jerry Schatzberg.

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Just watched this and cried basically every time lion looked at max. Al Pacino the man that you are.

We can make it work, can't we? Can we make it work? 'Cause... God damn it. I just can't make it alone anymore.

GENE HACKMAN & AL PACINO as MAX & LION SCARECROW (1973) dir. Jerry Schatzberg

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I need like a fic where rust and will know each other, can only take each other in small doses from time to time, and meet on a doc in Louisiana for their annual fishing day. And this time around they both notice that there’s something horrific going on in the others life. Like the way both sit, the silence which has always been companionable, is weird and heavy. And they both want to ask, want to know what’s got the other looking so close to brink of death. One of them finally says something and it turns into a small spilling of guts. Because who are THEY to even think about judging each other, being so alike.

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I’m about three more days of weeks (plural) long inconsistent sleep patterns and one more day of shitty work condition from being this guy. Keep that in mind the next time you try me.

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Currently watching twin peaks for the first time and the first couple of episodes had me wondering if I actually liked it and now I’m almost done with season 1 and I can’t describe how i feel. While I’m watching it I’m like “this is so silly, haha” one moment and the next I’m like “oh my god !??” Type level devastation and then I’m like “okay so are any of these pieces gonna start piecing” and then I’m like “GREAT SCOTT I THINK IVE DONE IT”. WHAT IS GOING ON!? Why am I like lowkey sleepy and bored, but not really because I HAVENT BEEN ABLE TO STOP WATCHING AFTER EVERY TIME I SAY IM NOT GOING TO FINISH IT.

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David cronenberg. My angel. My baby. My beloved. 😭😭😭

the art of touch in Crash (1996), dir. David Cronenberg.

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marty: i can’t stop cheating on my wife bruh

rust subplot:

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Hey! Anything helps really! D is a really great person and really deserves this!

Gfm for deposit and move in fees

We were approved and put down initial deposit, just need to cover the 2nd month and turning on the electricity now!

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Omfg 😭😭

rust cohle + bodily autonomy

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This is just one of those random posts about a random, awful yearning feeling I get when I think about Marty and Rust. Like it’s been a while since I’ve seen true detective season one but if there’s one thing that always just seeps into my brain it’s their body language. It’s the way they spend so much time clashing emotionally and verbally but their bodies betray them. They are constantly in each other’s spaces. Constantly staring at each other even when the other won’t make eye contact. They move like magnets when with each other. And you see them recognize it, and get annoyed by it, but not be able to stop.

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“I don’t consider myself a pessimist at all. I think of a pessimist as someone who is waiting for it to rain. And I feel completely soaked to the skin.”

— Leonard Cohen in an interview with the Daily Telegraph, 1993

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Hyper fixations are so funny because almost every gift I got this year for Christmas had to do with Al Pacino 😂 like damn do i ever talk about anything else 😭

But like also can you blame a guy for feeling some type of way. LOOK AT HIM 😭

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Not to be one of those “i was born in the wrong generation” types but I do genuinely feel like i was meant to be a dreamy, 20 something, medium -ugly, went to acting school, actor in like the late 70’s that people make edits of now talking about “wow he didn’t age well” or “I don’t care what anyone says he’s still beautiful to me” or “they don’t make em like that anymore” or even “wow he’s my baby girl” Just saying. Like I think about it often.

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DO YOU THINK I AM AN AUTOMATON?—A MACHINE WITHOUT FEELINGS? AND CAN BEAR TO HAVE MY MORSEL OF BREAD SNATCHED FROM MY LIPS, AND MY DROP OF LIVING WATER DASHED FROM MY CUP? DO YOU THINK BECAUSE I AM POOR, OBSCURE, PLAIN, AND LITTLE, I AM SOULLESS AND HEARTLESS?—YOU THINK WRONG!—I HAVE AS MUCH SOUL AS YOU,—AND FULL AS MUCH HEART! AND IF GOD HAD GIFTED ME WITH SOME BEAUTY AND MUCH WEALTH, I SHOULD HAVE MADE IT AS HARD FOR YOU TO LEAVE ME, AS IT IS NOW FOR ME TO LEAVE YOU. I AM NOT TALKING TO YOU NOW THROUGH THE MEDIUM OF CUSTOM, CONVENTIONALITIES, NOR EVEN OF MORTAL FLESH:—IT IS MY SPIRIT THAT ADDRESSES YOUR SPIRIT; JUST AS IF BOTH HAD PASSED THROUGH THE GRAVE, AND WE STOOD AT GOD’S FEET, EQUAL—AS WE ARE!

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NOT TO BE DRAMATIC BUT I JUST STARTED GETTING INTO THE SOPRANOS WOULD GIVE MY LEFT ARM FOR SOMEONE TO WRITE ME A LITTLE AU ONE SHOT OF THESE TWO MOTHER FUCKERS HAVING A CONVERSATION TOGETHER. LIKE YOU THINK IM PLAYIN, BUT I WANT THAT SO BAD. LIKE IMAGINE RICHIE (he’s an army brat he’s bound to have family everywhere) VISITING AN UNCLE IN JERSEY AND HE BUMPS INTO CHRISTOPHER ON THE STREET OR THEY’RE BOTH STRANDED AT A COFFEE/ SANDWICH PLACE AND GET TO TALKING ABOUT THEY’RE RESPECTIVE BAD DAYS BECAUSE THEY REALIZE VERBALLY ASSAULTING EACH OTHER IS GETTING NO WHERE. LIKE COME ON TWO LOVEABLE LOSERS SHOOTING THE SHIT AND BEING NORMAL DUDES AROUND EACH OTHER INSTEAD OF HAVING TO DEAL WITH “FAMILY” BULLSHIT. PLEASE SOMEONE GIVE THIS TO ME 😭🙏

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The Legend of Tennessee Moltisanti, The Sopranos

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Listen, the people who think the bear is inaccurate are wrong and have never been apart of the work force or even worked a job where management is unstable. You think you’re walking into your normal, slightly chaotic retail job and suddenly the sprinkler system is going off for the second time in a year and everyone’s running around trying to figure out what to do, and then your manager is screaming about an electrical fire and you’re staring at the gushing sprinkler knowing you’re gonna have to mop up tons of water and throw away tons of clothes later, and the regular customers who always come in are ready to throw a fit because they can’t buy their used clothes despite seeing 6 fire trucks outside the business and yet… it ends up being okay because at least it’s not like the first time where a chunk of ceiling fell down and you had to pick giant pieces of it in standing water. The water is soaking your socks but it’s okay, you smoked half a cig before having to come back inside. You might have had a tiny panic attack, but it’s okay you got pizza for lunch. And maybe, just maybe, you had a little fun mopping up dirty water with your rag tag coworkers.