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celebrity guy: *wears florals*

girl on twitter: he said FUCK toxic masculinity

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everyone always be like oh im going to paris then berlin and milan and im like..im  going to my kitchen and then the bathroom and then my room :(

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to all my dear tumblr friends

i’m sorry i haven’t updated in like the past 1-2 years and haven’t kept up with some of you who i so adore! i’m worried about losing touch with you now that people think tumblr might shut down blogs or w/e so u can add me elsewhere if you haven’t already <3 (tbh i hope tumblr stays up, i’d like to come back casually sometime and see u guys more)

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Roland Penrose's photograph "Four Women Asleep" illustrates the connections shared among women of Surrealism. The shot shows four women who worked in the movement, some perhaps best-known as muses or significant others: Leonora Carrington, the photographer Lee Miller, Nusch Éluard, and Ady Fidelin.

Carrington tended to side with the women of Surrealism: She specified she liked Frida Kahlo over Diego Riviera, Fidelin over Man Ray ("What she saw in him, I'll never know," she told her cousin Joanna Moorhead. "It certainly wasn't his looks.") Of the important men in the movement, she said: "I wasn't daunted by any of them."

"I'm like a hyena, I get into the garbage cans," she once said. "I have an insatiable curiosity." That curiosity fed into the theme of her life's work, which could be described as a search for the hidden, lost histories.[...] Carrington implored people to question the erasures in history, to question those in power, citing in "The Cabbage is a Rose" history's "convenient[...] gaps and peculiarities that only begin to make sense if understood as a covering-up for a very different kind of civilization which had been eliminated." She spoke regularly of the multiple identities she felt she inhabited, delighted in depicting the complexities of the self, and writhed at the idea of settling into the roles imposed on her by others. - Leonora Carrington: The Painter Who “Didn’t Have Time to be Anyone’s Muse”

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DON’T FORGET CDG HASNT CAST A BLACK MODEL FOR A RUNWAY SHOW SINCE FW 1992!!!!!!

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“Ever since I was a student, I have been aware of the injustice, hypocrisy, cruelty, wastefulness and alienation of our bourgeois society as reflected and expressed in the field of art. And my aim has been to help, in however small a way, to destroy this society. It exists to frustrate the best man. I know this profoundly and am immune to the apologetics of liberals. Liberalism is always for the alternative ruling class: never for the exploited class.”

— John Berger

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“One does not have to be a novelist seeking very subtle connections to trace the five thousand pounds of this prize back to the economic activities from which they came. Booker McConnell have had extensive trading interests in the Caribbean for over 130 years. The modern poverty of the Caribbean is the direct result of this and similar exploitation. One of the consequences of this Caribbean poverty is that hundreds of thousands of West Indians have been forced to come to Britain as migrant workers. Thus my book about migrant workers would be financed from the profits made directly out of them or their relatives and ancestors. 

More than that, however, is involved. The industrial revolution and the inventions and culture which accompanied it and which created modern Europe was initially financed by profits from the slave trade. And the fundamental nature of the relationship between Europe and the rest of the world, between black and white, has not changed. In G. the statue of the four chained Moors is the most important single image of the book. This is why I have to turn this prize against itself. And I propose to do so by sharing it in a particular way. The half I give away will change the half I keep.

First let me make the logic of my position really clear. It is not a question of guilt or bad conscience. It certainly is not a question of philanthropy. It is not even, first and foremost, a question of politics. It is a question of my continuing development as a writer: the issue is between me and the culture which has formed me.

Before the slave trade began, before the European de-humanised himself, before he clenched himself on his own violence, there must have been a moment when black and white approached each other with the amazement of potential equals. The moment passed. And henceforth the world was divided between potential slaves and potential slavemasters. And the European carried this mentality back into his own society. It became part of his way of seeing everything.The novelist is concerned with the interaction between individual and historical destiny. The historical destiny of our time is becoming clear. The oppressed are breaking through the wall of silence which was built into their minds by their oppressors. And in their struggle against exploitation and neo-colonialism - but only through and by virtue of the common struggle - it is possible for the descendants of the slave and the slavemaster to approach each other again with the amazed hope of potential equals.

This is why I intend to share the prize with those West Indians in and from the Caribbean who are fighting to put an end to their exploitation. The London-based Black Panther movement has arisen out of the bones of what Bookers and other companies have created in the Caribbean; I want to share this prize with the Black Panther movement because they resist both as black people and workers the further exploitation of the oppressed. And because, through their Black People’s Information Centre, they have links with the struggle in Guyana, the seat of Booker McConnell’s wealth, in Trinidad and throughout the Caribbean: the struggle whose aim is to expropriate all such enterprises.”

Speech by John Berger on accepting the Booker Prize for Fiction at the Café Royal in London on 23 November 1972

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when you see your reflection on your laptop screen and you just look

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2016: FAVORITE WRITINGS ON FILM

Here’s a few fave pieces on film and pop culture, not a definitive list since I can’t remember everything great I’ve read this year.

Hollywood has ruined method acting

Carol’s ghost: Chantal Akerman, Todd Haynes, and the problem of representation

Our Lives in Six Seconds, or a Little Bit More: Does Vine's demise leave a generation of under-represented artists without a medium?

Paul Morrissey’s ‘Women in Revolt’: On Candy Darling, Jackie Curtis and Holly Woodlawn 

Solange Beats The Deadly Clock Constraining Black Women Creatives 

The Advantageous, Neoliberal Dream of The Self-Sacrificing Mother 

4:3 Film: The Love Witch – An Interview with Anna Biller

Med Hondo is the African Auteur You Need to See

Umberto Eco and ‘The Infinity of Lists’

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current moodboard + overall 2016 moodboard

#1 & 6 -- self-explanatory, two of my most common states #2 -- me watching messy fake ppl be congratulated #3 -- me to my friends about their unworthy boyfriends but also me being cryptic #4 -- i'm moomin #5 -- me innocently walking into tumblr/twitter/my family's rooms and discovering disasters

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top 6 albums of 2016

tagged by @unimpressed2chainz & @ecstasybread

i’ve listened to like next to no new music this year so this isn’t particularly interesting, i hope to catchup with 2016 releases soon!

kaitlyn aurelia smith - ears ariana - dangerous woman beyonce - lemonade alunageorge - i remember KING - we are KING zayn - mind of mine (lol… zayn’s a dumbass but there were some bops on here)

tagging @teacakes @artgroupie @spetrillo @itchycoil @iehudit  @sixteendaysgatheringdust @windowgaze @amasterhunter @capacity @iamthecrime @dizzymoods @dongkelley @thepinkopaque @moonsandmelodies @violenceviolins & whoever i follow who hasn’t done it!

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LADY SNOW BLOOD: 11(+) Horror Films for Winter (with female leads, naturally!)

Most or all of these movies (with one exception) feature female lead characters battling serial killers or other harbingers of death in subzero temperatures. Not all of them are Christmas themed, but many evoke that most wonderful time of the year when any blood spilled can’t hide in the dark. The snow carries clear signs of the horror that unfolds.

Black Christmas (1974/2006): Sorority girls stalked and killed by a mysterious killer. While the original is a slasher classic and one that defined the genre 4 years before it blew up, the remake is a fun and very loose adaptation where much more blood is splattered to utilize the season.

Silent Night, Bloody Night (1972): Mary Woronov leads this cult film laced with Warhol superstars but played completely straight about a “a series of murders that occur in a small town on Christmas Eve after a man inherits a family estate which was once an insane asylum.”

The Shining (1980): Needs no introduction or explanation. The legendary main title score by Wendy Carlos dives us head first into terror as much as the amazing, stunning performance by Shelley Duvall as Wendy Torrance, the meek and goofy housewife who has to contend with her husband’s inherited legacy of violence, carries us (and the film) along the second half. Duvall’s performance is often forgotten or overshadowed by Jack Nicholson’s theatrics but while his doesn’t hold up for me and can be tiring, hers will never cease to capture the full terror of an isolated nightmare.

The Thing (1982/2011): John Carpenter’s original remake of the ‘50s sci-fi film The Thing from Another World is an incredible exercise in pure suspense and paranoia with some of the best special effects ever committed to film and while it is populated entirely by men, it lacks any of the machismo bullshit that usually makes all-male horror films so aggravating. It’s a genuine genre classic and for good reason. The prequel from 2011 (with the same title) shows what happened to the Norwegian camp discovered in Carpenter’s film, but this time our hero(ine) is the American paleontologist Kate, played by genre icon and my personal favorite Mary Elizabeth Winstead, one of two women in the entire camp full of men, most of whom she doesn’t share a language with. What the prequel lacks in originality (and quality of CGI), it makes up for in genre effectiveness, with a heroine who we realistically root for and a serious tone, and serves as a good companion piece to the first film that doesn’t have to live up to the pure fear it elicits (how could it?) in order to be enjoyed.

Cold Prey 1 & 2 (2006/2008): This Norwegian slasher series is one of if not the best example of a straight forward slasher from the past decade, and that’s a key part of what makes it so great. Completely ignoring the self-aware nudging ushered in by Scream, while also being genuinely well made, the first film introduces us to an a group of friends who take refuge in a abandoned hospital high in the snow-covered mountains after a skiing trip goes wrong. Par for the course, the hotel is anything but abandoned. The suspense is ramped up so much more than usual in most slashers when the group starts dying off because most of the youth in this film are genuinely likeable and coalesce in a way rarely seen in the genre. Of course, this film has its final girl in Jannicke, who displays her smarts and survival skills early on, but goes full badass toward the end. She returns in the sequel, which is just as effective imo if slightly more indebted to the 80s slasher excesses than the original. This time, when the killer is brought back to life in the hospital Jannicke has been lifted to, she knows what she’s up against and while she is still scared, she’s no longer surprised by him, and she’s ready.

P2 (2007): Angela is heading home for Christmas in New Jersey when she gets locked in the parking garage of the NYC business tower she works in and when she goes looking for help from security she gets anything but. What follows is a cat-and-mouse chase through 4 levels of the garage between a murderous security guard who sees himself as Angela’s protector and a “nice guy” and the terrified but stronger than she looks Angela who finally gets the last word.

Child’s Play (1988): Mom horror is perfected in this slasher classic about the now-famous Chucky, a popular child’s toy possessed by a serial killer, that finds his way into a single mother’s home when she is given a deal for the doll she would otherwise never be able to afford for her son. Set in the world of minimum wage retail, absent fathers, late capitalism, apartment isolation, and surrounding inequality and poverty, this movie says a lot more than you’d think the movie that spawned such a comedic horror franchise would, while also being truly frightening and marking a high point of late-80s big city horror. The scene where Karen realizes first-hand that her son’s claims about the doll are entirely founded is still one of the best in genre history.

The rest are films that have been on my radar for a while but that I know are promising and hope to see soon:

All Through The House (2015): a modern slasher film that’s been acclaimed in horror circles as a legit throwback to the genre without resulting in pastiche or cliche, of which I’ve also seen praise for its final girl. “All Through the House revolves around a Christmas-obsessed neighborhood engulfed in fear when five-year-old Jamie Garrett mysteriously vanishes from her home never to be seen again. The missing girl’s house goes dark as her mother becomes a depressed recluse. The local children, mesmerized by the haunted story, trade bedtime fears about their missing friend, eventually turning the tragedy into an innocuous fairytale. Fifteen years later, Rachel Kimmel, a 22-year-old student comes home for Christmas. Rachel’s memories of the missing girl bring her face to face with the creepy Mrs. Garrett. Meanwhile, the neighborhood is struck by horror as a faceless Santa-killer stalks the wintry streets, leaving a trail of slaughtered women and castrated men to the steps of the Garrett house. Rachel soon finds herself in a horrifying nightmare as she discovers the madness behind the Santa mask. The killer’s twisted revelation sends Rachel into shock as she learns her own sick connection to the Garrett family legacy.”

Silent Night (2012): A loose remake of the Silent Night, Deadly Night ‘80s slasher series which I’m not extremely interested in considering it has a pretty consistent lack of final girls and its main arc follows a comedically deranged serial killer. This update however, where “A vicious killer dressed as Santa Claus hides in plain sight during a small town’s annual Christmas festivities.” has Jaime King in a lead role where she faces off against the killer who wields a flame-thrower this time.

Frozen (2010): “As a winter storm approaches, three people become stranded on a chairlift high above the ground after a ski resort closes for the night.”  While not a slasher film, this survival horror film features a cast of people killed off one by one, a female lead, and fairly good ratings for the genre. Adding to its appeal is a directed by credit from Adam Green who has already made a name for himself with the slasher trilogy Hatchet which features one of the great final girls of this century.

Wind Chill (2007): “Just before their university campus goes quiet for the winter break, a young woman (Emily Blunt) asks a classmate for a lift home. The two students set off on their trip and begin to get to know each other. But, when a reckless motorist drives them off the road, they find themselves stranded in the snow on a remote highway. As the night grows colder, the two are confronted by a horde of menacing apparitions – and struggle to escape with their lives.” Described as slow-burning (though contested by some as just boring) and with a standout performance from Emily Blunt, here playing a character known only as “the girl”, this is one of the movies I’m looking forward to seeing most.

So there you have it… my list of womyn’s horror for this winter. I’m sure there’s more I’m leaving off or have yet to discover but this is a good starting point for things to alternate with between all the Hallmark movies (which IMO we need to all admit go off just as much a good portion of the time).

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Cinema has more to fear from its own clichés than from those of the other arts. Right now, I despise, I hate, cinephile madness, cinephile culture … people whose culture is limited to the world of film, who think only through film, and when they make films, their films contain beings who exist only through film, whether the reminiscence of old films or the people in the profession. I think that there are other things in the world besides film and, conversely, that film feeds on things that exist outside it. I would even say that film is the art that can feed on itself the least.

éric rohmer quoted in the preface of interviews with eric rohmer

MOOD 

(via dongkelley)

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A black boy is compared to a beautiful cloud, and is said to enjoy construction work. A crowd of boys re-enact a back-to-school commercial. A young woman hypes her best friend. A little girl celebrates her birthday at the beach, but she can’t swim. A black cowboy on a white horse comes out of nowhere and trots down the street. Cece gots some fresh braids. Real people, all, but characters too. These vignettes of black life matter, especially when they circulate alongside videos of police shootings or images of dead black immigrants. To the inert bodies those visuals impose, Vines and short online videos offer activity, burlesque, existence.

What would be awesome is for this creative freedom to spill outside the internet, over everything else, and inspire black filmmakers to do whatever they want. Atlanta, Donald Glover’s FX series, is so far the only show that seems contaminated by this online creative outburst, or at least acknowledges the existence of an internet that goes beyond creating GIF-able situations. The episode “B.A.N.” features Niles Stewart, a young Black comedian who has risen to fame thanks to his hilarious online sketches. Atlanta is suffused with a refreshing weirdness that’s been dominant online but marginal in mainstream cinema and television. To challenge decades of misrepresentation, we’ll need to follow that example—to inject some disorder in these TV and cinema screens, some defamiliarization, some ugliness, some what is happening here?

Our Lives in Six Seconds, or a Little Bit More

If that can cheer you up I wrote a piece about vines and short videos for Fandor! That would be the second Raven I write about this year. Happy birthday Raven.

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BLOOD, HONEY AND A LONG BLACK VEIL Here is my Halloween mix! It has everything; from disco about vampires covered in blood and glitter, imagined and unreleased horror film soundtracks, a 60s girl group singing about a sex murderer, synths and post-punk, black metal and even an early country ghost ballad thrown in for good measure. Enjoy 👻 1. Amanda Lear - Blood and Honey 2. Coil - Hellraiser 3. Steve King - Satan is Her Name 4. In Search of Beauty - Haunting Anguish 5. Lefty Frizzell - Long Black Veil 6. Black Devil Disco Club - One to Choose 7. Zuma - Night of the Sadist 8. Rat-Alarm - Anthylistic Snare 9. Lydia Lunch - Spooky 10. Mutiilation - Under Ardailles Night 11. Victoria Spivey - Spider Web Blues 12. Chris and Cosey - October Song (Remixed) 13. G-Schmitt - Belladonna 14. Atrax Morgue - New York Ripper (Theme)

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here’s my review for The Handmaiden, which opens in US theaters on october 21, friday. it’s not the best but i’d like to think it’s better in context! i’d also avoid watching the leaked version as there are a number of mistranslations from what i’ve seen and heard, but do you