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the epic highs and lows of boyhood

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12 -> 17

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dooble

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Cleanup on aisle 4

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4 hungry birds

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Cleanup on aisle 4

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the coward bully

they must think I'm stupid

or at least willing enough to play my part when the curtains rise

a crumb hits my hair, too small for a camera or ignorant teacher to see.

a water bottle offered with a smile full of plausible deniability and sadism

a conversation just loud enough and pointed for me to hear every word.

a foot stretched far in front to toe at a backpack

I'm not the only one, I can see that too.

it's in the jittery knee of a girl with an undercut

it's in the wary gaze of a boy in an anime shirt

it's in the jumpy shoulders of a kid with rainbow pins on their bag

our eyes meet and a recognition passes between us. we sigh and look away.

I don't even know if they're aware of what they're doing. or if maybe they've seen kids before them do the same. generations of honed harassment, thousands of kids participating in teaching the next batch.

'look just how far we can take it, take note when we push too far, this is your legacy'

a teacher hides a snort poorly. his gap toothed smile grows.

everyone looks the other way.

the curtains fall.

I need to stop taking my bow.

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Anxieties! Attack!

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thinking about all the “small” art that’s ever existed. songs that were only ever sung in one village. stories written by children that got lost in the shuffle. personal paintings that didn’t survive the test of time. how they affected the lives of just a few, but still existed, still mattered to someone.

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I Love Analyzing Media so much like oh my god you guys

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something something nimona being mildly immortal allegory for how trans people have always been here and our struggles have always been real but it's viewed as a new thing with people always seeing nimona as a kid

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in addition to this, bals lab is shown to have diamond shaped window panes but at the end when he rips the curtain off the window, the pane shapes are square, the same shape bals eye reflections become at the end of the movie. revealing his literal change in perspective. tiny details man.

big fan of the diamond motifs associated with the institute. not only in clothing/architecture but even eye reflections?? showing they see everything through the lens of the institutes value system. it shapes their perspectives. literally.

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big fan of the diamond motifs associated with the institute. not only in clothing/architecture but even eye reflections?? showing they see everything through the lens of the institutes value system. it shapes their perspectives. literally.

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it is absolutely no mistake that the director is depicted wearing religious garb. she is fear driven and literally goes searching through ancient texts to manipulate people. she sees nimona as an 'it' and a monster. she tolerates gay characters only when they are fighting against the trans character. the allegorical storytelling and subtle hierarchy of privilege in the narrative are so brilliant and depict religious tolerance of queerness so well.

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bal built an entire prosthetic arm with no history of engineering with only one arm. he built. a prosthetic arm. with no knowledge. and one arm. that's insanely impressive oh my god

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orange snails and apple turtles

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Robert pattison can play sang woo