#// i guess 'cos he can go toe to toe with paul ????

[demonsfate]

why are all tek power scaling tiers such aaaasss,,,,,,,

[happyandticklish]

You Can’t Make Me

Notes: For the anon who requested something with Paul and Emma this time. I love these nerds, so I had a lot of fun writing them! :)

Summary: Paul refuses to go to his office’s New Year Eve’s party which prompts Emma to take drastic measures. 

“I’m not going.”

Paul’s arms were crossed against his chest, resolute in his decision. Emma stood by the TV which she had turned off to direct his attention to the invitation in her hand, which detailed a New Year’s work party. It was an invitation that Paul had received about a couple days ago and had been hiding in the hopes that Emma would not find it. Unfortunately, it seemed his efforts were in vain.

“They’re your friends!” Emma exclaimed, waving the invitation around empathetically. “You should hang out with them instead of spending your day here, alone, again, like you always do.”

“I’m not alone,” Paul protested in a manner that was not at all childlike. “I have you. Besides, hanging around with big crowds of people is not exactly my scene.”

“No,” Emma agreed. “Your scene is missing out on every big life event that comes your way.”

“Why do you even care?” Paul pointed out. “Last time I checked, you weren’t too big a fan of them either.”

“Because they’re your friends, Paul.” Emma sighed, flopping down on the couch next to him. “You spend all of your time with me. Don’t get me wrong, I love the attention, but I want you to have a life outside of me. They care about you and I know you care about them too. So why won’t you go?”

Paul shrugged, averting his eyes. “I don’t know. I guess I just—” He broke off suddenly, flushing. “No, it’s stupid, never mind. Look, can we just agree not to go and drop the subject already?”

Emma turned towards him, interest sparked. “No wait, what were you going to say?”

“Nothing, forget about it,” he muttered.

Emma narrowed her eyes. There was no way she wasn’t going to get him to spill whatever it was; it could be important after all. She noticed the way his arms were crossed, leaving his sides fully exposed. Bingo. “I have ways of making you tell me, you know.”

Paul frowned, genuine confusion crossing his features. “What are you talking about—hey!”

Paul startled as two fingers jabbed into his side and pulled a definitively unmanly squeak from his mouth. A flush slowly began to make its way to his cheeks and, seeing the way Emma was looking at him, he was quick to shut whatever this was down before it could start. “Whatever it is you’re thinking, no.”

“I’m not thinking anything,” she said innocently, following him as he backed away on the couch. “Why are you moving away from me? Is something wrong?”

“No,” he protested. “No, uh, of course not. You just—surprised me. Yes. That’s it. So, uh, there’s really no need for you to try again—no!”

Her fingers were fast and devious when they landed on his sides, wringing laughter out of him before he could do anything to prevent it. “W-Wahahait! Emma, nohoho!”

“What were you going to say?” she asked, squeezing up his sides and causing him to flail dangerously. “Why don’t you want to go to the party?”

“B-Behehecause—” In his laughter-muddled state, Paul could think of no genuine excuse. “Behehecause fuhuhuck yohohou!”

“Oh, ho, ho, now you’re gonna get it.” Her hands shot up, sneaking their way into his armpits and digging into the sensitive nerves contained there. He squeaked, jumping a near mile in the air as he desperately tried to pull her hands away. “Is it bad there? Do you want me to stop?”

Paul could think of nothing to do but nod in answer while releasing all manner of embarrassing snorts and shrieks. His arms clamped down on her hands but all that accomplished was trapping them in place so that he had no choice but to raise his arms if he wanted her to stop, something he absolutely refused to do.

“C’mon Paul,” Emma teased. “Just tell me the reason and this can all be over.”

“I cahahan’t!” he protested, throwing his head back on the couch. “Ihit’s ehehembarrassing! Gah—nohoho, dohohon’t!”

“It can’t possibly be more embarrassing than this,” she prompted in what she found to be encouragement. Finally, she decided to give him a break and moved her hands back down to his sides, a place that appeared to be fairly ticklish all on its own, but not nearly the hotspot that was his armpits. “I promise I won’t laugh at whatever it is. You can trust me.”

“C-Clehehearly nohot!” Paul batted uselessly at her hands, unable to coherently function in his current state. “Pfft—nohoho—stahahahap!”

Emma felt her heart flutter traitorously in her chest at the sight of her Paul, cynical, sarcastic Paul, reduced to this writhing, babbling mess from just a few fingers. Though she was very intent on her mission, she found herself momentarily distracted by the sweet, innocent giggles falling from his mouth.

It was in this distracted state, however, that she accidentally let her touch wander too far south. The second her hands came anywhere near his hips Paul’s eyes snapped open and some wild instinct took over that prompted him to blindly reach out and grab her sides in turn.

Emma was unprepared for this turn of events. She jumped, biting down harshly on her lip to prevent the mortifying sound that almost leapt out. “W-Wait, hold on Paul, think about this—noHOHO!”

As it turned out, Emma was somehow even more ticklish than Paul was. It seemed that everywhere he touched was overly sensitive, even her lower calves which he had no end of amusement with.

“This is wild,” he muttered, amazed, as he gently pinched up and down her lower legs. “I never even thought someone could be ticklish here.”

“Paul, Paul, Paul, Pahahahahaul!” she squealed in protest, the only word she could seemingly get out as she writhed on the couch. She twisted around, hitting him viciously on the shoulder. “Stahahahap!”

“You know, all this time I’ve endured your tickle attacks and not once did I think to get you back,” Paul mused, snagging one of her legs in his arms so he could scribble fingers over her defenseless soles. This prompted her to fall back onto the couch in a giggling heap. “If I had known it was this easy to get you back I would have tried ages ago.”

“T-Thihihis ihihisn’t fahahair! Yohou lihike ihit!”

“I don’t think you’re in any position to be talking back,” he pointed out, digging fingers under her toes and attempting to ignore his rampant blush at her words.

“T-Thahat’s whahat y-yohou thihink!” Emma lurched forward and with a sudden surge of energy managed to pull her leg from his grip and flip them around so that her fingers could dig harshly into the slender bones of his hips. She relished in his resulting jump, grinning triumphantly. “I had an older sister, remember? I am well-versed in the art of tickle fights.”

Paul burst into wild and uncharacteristic laughter as she turned the tables back on him. This time he only lasted for a couple of seconds, unable to have his worst spot demolished like that. “Fihihihine, fihihihine, I-I’ll tehehell yohohou, Juhuhuhust stahaHAHAHAHAP!”

That was all she needed to hear. Emma released him, sitting back smugly on the couch. Paul huffed in exhaustion, holding his hips irritably. “That was mean.”

Emma shrugged. “You poked the dragon.”

“If I remember correctly, you poked me first.”

“Details. Anyway, If I remember correctly, I believe you had something to tell me?”

Paul sighed. He hadn’t wanted to get into this tonight, but as Emma stared at him with those earnest, trusting eyes, he found the words spilling from his lips before he could stop them. “I just sometimes worry that they don’t want me around. My co-workers, I mean.”

Emma frowned. “What do you mean? You all seem to get along fine.”

“Now,” he corrected firmly. “But I was never all that close to them before, and if I’m being honest I think I might have come off as sort of an asshole. It’s just kind of hard to believe that they just forgot about all of that.”

Emma reached forward to grab his knee, squeezing it in a reassuring, non-ticklish way. “Dude, trust me. I know all about feeling guilty for being an asshole to people; I get it. Yeah, maybe in the past you weren’t the nicest, but they’ve gotten to know you since then. They like the real you. They wouldn’t hang around you if they still thought you were an asshole.”

Paul gave her a critical look, trying to discern if she was bullshitting him or not. “You sure?”

“Of course I’m sure. When have I ever been wrong?” Before Paul could open his mouth to contradict her, she stood up definitively and shrugged on her jacket. “Now c’mon—are we going to that stupid party or not?”

Paul looked up at her, five feet of cocky grins and ruffled hair from rolling around on the couch, helping him through yet another issue without even trying. Sometimes he found that he couldn’t help but fall in love with Emma over and over again. Slowly he stood up as well, taking her hand. “Yeah, okay. Only because your argument was so compelling.”

“Great, cause I am in the mood for some crappy office champagne.” She paused with her hand on the door, turning to glare at him. “Also, just so you know, if you ever tickle me again I will break both your arms, understood?”

Paul smirked, a mischievous spark taking hold of him. “Is that so?”

Emma scurried back from him, seeing the look in his eyes. “Paul, no, we’re gonna be late—”

“We have a couple minutes. I think some revenge is due, don’t you think?”

“Wait, wait, wait, Paul nohohohohoho!”

Needless to say, they ended up late to the party after all.

[harcourtholmesii]

An Officer’s Loyalty (Part 2)

Pairing: Medic X Reader

Words: 2184

Warnings:

-          Heavily Referenced and Implied Abuse

-          Violence and Blood

-          Death and Murder

-          Swearing

-          Intimidation and Threats

Enjoy!

Surely this was a dream; nothing like this would have ever happened in real life, and goodness knows this was the most surreal experience in your line of work.

The little steel, foldable chair you were sat upon was in the middle of a very near empty room, save for the haphazardly crafted poker table in front of you. You could see the scratchiness of chipped paint and chalk lines that marked the players’ cards and chips. It was rustic, crude and above all; cheap. Mann Co had at least given BLU the tall, cement building with wide windows and high-tech security. In this place, it seemed the security was reduced to the Engineer’s own sentries with a desert painted curtain ‘disguising’ the base’s entrance.

Before you stood four of what should have been your enemies. Being this close was disconcerting, and you felt a little betrayed when you had been told it would just be Medic and Engineer. True, they were there, but so were RED Spy and Heavy.

Heavy sat on a chair similar to yours, weight resting against the wall, grey eyes watching you closely. Much more specifically, his grey eyes observed every twitch of your fingers, every shift of your foot and every motion of your eyes to your empty handgun. Whether he was aware it lacked ammunition, you didn’t know, but your concern was how he sat just beside the entrance, his ‘Sasha’ resting just beside his right boot.

Spy was leaning against the opposing wall, him and Heavy guarding your only escape route. He had a cigarette between his lips; wisps of grey smoke rising into the air. There was the bitterness of the nicotine, but the faintest sweet scent of strawberries. He glared at you from where he stood, his left hand busy whipping about his butterfly knife in a deft display of skill. No doubt he was trying to intimidate you.

It irked you to no end that it was working.

Engineer sat on the crude gaming table, hands in his lap and offering a kind of tense smile. He had removed his helmet, revealing his naked scalp, but unlike Heavy and Spy he had no weapons on hand. At least, none that you could see. For all you knew, he could have a hidden sentry in the room, just awaiting his command. You had taken to wearing Medic’s coat since you first passed by the outside curtain, all sentries training on you for that brief moment your uniform was exposed.

Speaking of the German, he stood just a ways behind Engineer, offering Heavy a few, muted signals. You curled inwards, unintentionally pulling Medic’s coat tighter around your form. The heat was unwelcome and the metallic smell of blood and gunpowder reminded you of your place. However, seeing the man in a much less ‘professional’ light, dressed in a sweater vest despite the weather, was a strange form of comfort.

‘Want a drink, Officer?’ Engineer finally spoke, reaching to a small crate on the table, revealing a plastic bottle of cool water. You felt your tongue, fat and dry from the day’s work, swiping at the inside of your mouth. You swallowed around it, trying not to seem as desperate as you were for water.

‘Please.’ A bottle was tossed, and you caught it in one hand. You uncapped it and as you brought it to your lips, your eyes turned to Spy. You lowered the bottle, sniffing the air above the cap ever so slightly. ‘What’s in it?’

There was a scoff from the Frenchman, the man smirking in a way that was just designed to piss you off.

‘Nozhing. If we wanted to torture, we wouldn’t go zhrough zhe trouble of wasting a good sedative.’ Your eyes turned to the others, and Medic gave an encouraging nod. You sipped it.

The cool liquid was heavenly. The first, delicate sip wasn’t enough to sate your thirst, and as soon as you had lowered the bottle, you had risen it to your lips again, taking long gulps of water. It probably wasn’t a good idea, but Spy did have a point, much as you loathed admitting it.

‘So, I guess now’s the best time to talk about… What we brought you ‘ere for.’ You whipped your eyes to Engineer, who tossed you a second bottle. This, you just rested in your lap. You waited for him to continue, but now that you were finally getting down to business, you could feel the stress rising. You could feel your hands tensing around the bottle, the plastic crackling in your hands.

‘I ain’t gonna sugar-coat anythin’, Officer. I’m just gonna tell you straight: we want you on the team.’

There was silence.

And then you started snickering. Which soon turned to chuckling and then an all-out burst of laughter. You nearly doubled over in your seat, clutching the bottle tight to you like it was your lifeline. Last thing you needed to explain to BLU was that you ended up in respawn by dying of laughter.

‘You can’t be serious?’

‘Dreadfully so, I’m afraid.’ The Spy spoke up, and your laughter died down. The smile was still on your lips, and even now, you could feel the laughter bubbling in your chest.

‘You’ve noticed, haven’t you?’ The Texan questioned, and you tilted your head in curiosity. Noticed what? ‘We don’ gotta Officer on our team. Surely you’ve seen that.’ You felt a little bit put out to be talked down to. How could you not notice?

The first thing you were told when you became a member of BLU was the opposing team would have someone in your position. They might share your face, or be a completely different person. And yet, every time you had entered into battle, you counted the mercenaries that fired upon you and your allies. You counted nine most times. Sometimes there were seven or eight mercenaries, perhaps taking a sick day or performing some confidential task for their employers. But your count never exceeded nine.

‘Yes. I’ve noticed.’

‘So, we want you to join us.’

‘Well, pardon me and my suspicions, but why not ask your employers for an extra member? Why try and coerce me to join you?’ The Medic stepped up, passing Engineer and placing himself between you and the others. Admittedly, you felt a little better with him between you all. At least part of that was because of the potential for an escape. If you needed to go, perhaps you could manage a hostage situation.

Granted, from where you sat, and without his coat, you could see the Medic’s body thick with some muscle. Lugging around the hunk of metal and glass tubes that was the medigun left quite an impression on the man’s physique. It was just as likely that should you hold a knife to his throat, he could break your arm himself.

So much for that plan.

‘Vell, our employer is a very busy fraulein, and she cannot answer to every request ve make. No matter how important.’ Honestly, based on his words, you wondered if they had their very own version of Miss Pauling; one that rocked up on her scooter with a shotgun in hand and a pencil knit skirt. ‘Ve vanted to ask you, as ve took notice of jour…’

A silence descended upon the room. It seemed awkward how they were trying to dance around your situation. Even Heavy looked down, almost bashful.

‘Ve noticed you vere… Vell…’

‘What you have seen is nothing. I can handle it.’ There was another scoff from the RED Spy as he flicked his cigarette butt into a nearby ashtray. He turned to Medic with an almost condescending look upon his face and a righteous smirk.

‘I told you. We don’t need someone who can’t even tell zhat zhey are being abused and-’

‘Shut up.’ You stated it firmly, in such a tone that caught his notice. ‘I am not in denial. I know what is happening to me. I don’t need you, any of you, to tell me what I already know.’ You hissed. You were seething. How dare this fucker talk about you like that. He was in no position to speak about you and your dickhead teammates. You had stood up in your anger, felt the bottle of water crunch in your fingers and the ache of the bruises in your skin. It just made you angrier.

‘I’m fine.’

‘Nein.’ You hadn’t noticed how Medic had stepped closer, now within arm’s reach. He reached out to you and you shirked his hand off your arm. ‘Jou’re not fine. Any-vone smart vould notice how jou keep your distance, even from your own team. Entschuldigung, but I can see zhe scarring on jour hands also.’ You pulled them back, hiding them in the folds of the coat.

‘Those aren’t from the team.’

‘Even if zhey aren’t, a gud Medic vould be able to relieve jou of zhem. Und vhy hasn’t jours?’

You lowered your gaze, stepping back and past the chair. You could feel your legs shaking down to your boots. You didn’t like how everyone stared. The last thing you needed was judgement from the REDs of all people. You didn’t care about them and certainly didn’t need their consideration.

‘Haff jou even been given jour heart surgery?’

Your look of confusion was answer enough. You didn’t understand. What the fuck was he even referring to?

‘Jou do know zhat vhenever a Medic uses zhe ubercharge zhat it requires a heart transplant in zhe patient? Ozhervise, zhe heart explodes from zhe voltage.’

What?

You had seen how the Heavy, Soldier and Demo had been lit up a bright sheen of blue that acted like a second skin to them and the Medic. Sure, you had felt the beam of the medigun on you before, but never had you turned such a colour. And yet you had seen the RED team, in much the same fashion, receive an ubercharge across all manner of classes. You could recall a knife fight between yourself and the RED Sniper; your team had been slaughtering the REDs and the Sniper was only just managing to fend off your big players. You had gone in, but had been surprised to see the red armour coating that covered his body from head to toe. Your own head had been quickly removed from your shoulders in that instance.

‘What we’re trying to say, is that we want to give you a chance to work for us. We wanted to ask you because, well, if anyone could benefit, we thought perhaps you might. Kill two birds with one stone, if you will.’ Medic’s face morphed into a brief look of offense.

‘Ve don’t vant to kill jou. Ve vant jou on our team. Ve zhink jou vould be most… wertvoll? Vhat is vord-?’

‘Valuable, docteur.’

‘Right. Right… Valuable, Offizier. Vhat do jou zhink?’

You thought about. Genuinely, your mind was in a race, each pro and con coming to your brain in an instant. A new team, and a new start… It could be good, even exciting. You rolled your shoulder, thinking how your own teammates would react. They’d be angry… Beyond angry. It kind of scared you that you liked the idea of their outrage at your betrayal.

‘I don’t know… Do the rest of your team even know about this? Wouldn’t they just as likely kill me, anyway?’

‘Heavy not kill you if you not kill team.’ Well, that was… something, you supposed.

‘Soldier and Scout are the only ones to really worry about, and we’ll talk with ‘em about it.’ Engineer offered.

‘Can I think on it?’ You asked. You took notice how a look was shared between the REDs, until Spy spoke up at last.

‘You can. Feel free to think on it all you want, but…’ He stepped forward and away from his position at the back of the room. ‘… We can’t allow you to leave until you make your decision.’ He stalked closer.

‘Vas?’

‘What?’

‘Chto?’

‘If we let you go, you could still discuss wizh your team looking into our secrets and our security. Zhe last zhing we need is a double agent.’ There was a flick of the knife in his gloved hand, and the blade edge rested just below your chin. ‘You will stay here until a decision is made. And we have all weekend for you to zhink on it.’

‘Spion!’ The German barked at him, and the Frenchman offered him merely an annoyed look in return. Medic’s hand pushed the knife away, putting some distance between yourself and the dangerous man. You felt a great swell of relief in your chest, and unintentionally took to stepping back and further behind Medic.

‘Jou are not helping by making zhreats. It is not necessary.’

‘It isn’t necessary.’ You said, peering around Medic’s form. All eyes were on you, including Medic’s. ‘I’m in.’ The doctor smiled and you felt a warmth in your chest.

Spy smirked, and you felt a chill up your spine.

[diarrheaworldstarhiphop]

I think jack/tpn has been coyly toeing the line of open racism/misogyny/transphobia for a while now, but it was surprising to see him go as mask-off as he has the last couple days. Or do you think this is truly to just be as upsetting to the libs, his sworn enemies, as possible?

he’s literally named the perfume nationalist and his co-hosts have been on neonazi podcasts. like his job i guess is to be the front man and optics face of their little project.

i guess its so fucking strange to me that he invited me on to his show and expressed that he respects me, my identity wholly, while maintaining maximalist views of trans being fake/perverts, etc. like unironic. but maybe its because i have a large audience he, as the front man of that pod, wants access to and its not like im no stranger to reactoids desperately clinging to me as a shield to point to for the sake of their optics. its just mindfucking when someone denies that to my face while doing the opposite openly, constantly.

like, i interact with people who absolutely dont respect say, my identity (logo daedalus) and have no qualms expressing that to someone like me. i can tolerate that because of the transparency involved. i dont necessarily care that 60% of the population thinks the same. I just dont want to be fucked with and abused for it as if im the vanguard of some vast conspiracy.

besides that, i guess its strange for someone like jack to sling abuse on a regular basis then cry about how hes targeted by “orcish transwomen” black shitposters and neolibs, feeling he is “cruelly” beset by harassment campaigns when all they do is call him racist paul blart lmfao. like, if you cant take the heat, dont dish out the abuse.

>but it was surprising to see him go as mask-off as he has the last couple days

they are all melting down over ellen page news i guess but who fucking cares

why the hell is a gay man so invested in agonizing over how lesbians and trannies are fake, apart from the age old “pickme” attitude of casting the rest of the fags into the incinerator in return for the spectre of acceptance from people who otherwise see his own identity as some similarly perverted nonce psychosis.

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Its somewhat ironic that a movie about time travel can’t be reviewed properly until your future self rewatches the movie. It’s bold of Nolan to make such a thoroughly dense blockbuster. He assumes people will actually want to see ~Tenet more than once so they can understand it properly, which some may not. This movie makes the chronology of Inception look as simplistic as tic-tac-toe. Ergo, it’s hard for me to give an accurate rating, without having seen it twice, as I’m still trying to figure out whether everything does indeed make sense. If it does, this movie is easily a 9 or 10. If it doesn’t, it’s a 6. It’s further not helped by the fact that the dialogue in the first 15 minutes of the movie is painfully hard to understand / hear. Either they were behind masks; they were practically mumbling; the sound effects were too loud; or all of the above. The exposition scenes are also waayyy too brief for something this complex — a problem also shared with Interstellar actually. (Interstellar had this minimalist exposition problem explaining Blight, where if you weren’t careful, you’d miss this one sentence / scene in the entire movie explaining that Blight was a viral bacteria: “Earth’s atmosphere is 80% nitrogen, we don’t even breathe nitrogen. Blight does, and as it thrives, our air gets less and less oxygen”). I guess it’s a Nolan quirk. Hopefully, a revision of the film audio sorts the sound mixing out. I do like the soundtrack, but it’s too loud initially. I liked all the actors. You think John Washington can’t act at first, but he can, and he grows on you as the film progresses. And Pattinson is his usual charming self. Elizabeth is a surprise treat. And so on. Its worth a watch either way. See it with subtitles if you can. And definitely don’t expect to fully understand whats going on the first time around. Its one hell of a complicated film. It will be very hard for an average viewer to gather all the information provided by this movie at the first watch. But the more you watch it, more hidden elements will come to light. And when you are able to put these hidden elements together. You will realize that this movie is just a “masterpiece” which takes the legacy of Christopher Nolan Forward If I talk about acting, Then I have to say that Robert Pattinson has really proved himself as a very good actor in these recent years. And I am sure his acting skills will increase with time. His performance is charming and very smooth. Whenever he is on the camera, he steals the focus John David Washington is also fantastic in this movie. His performance is electrifying, I hope to see more from him in the future. Other characters such as Kenneth Branagh, Elizabeth, Himesh Patel, Dimple Kapadia, Clémence Poésy have also done quite well. And I dont think there is a need to talk about Michael Caine Talking about Music, its awesome. I dont think you will miss Hans Zimmer’s score. Ludwig has done a sufficient job. There is no lack of good score in the movie Gotta love the editing and post production which has been put into this movie. I think its fair to say this Nolan film has focused more in its post production. The main problem in the movie is the sound mixing. Plot is already complex and some dialogues are very soft due to the high music score. It makes it harder to realize what is going on in the movie. Other Nolan movies had loud BGM too. But Audio and dialogues weren’t a problem My humble request to everyone is to please let the movie sink in your thoughts. Let your mind grasp all the elements of this movie. I am sure more people will find it better. Even those who think they got the plot. I can bet they are wrong. ~Tenet is the long awaited new movie from Christopher Nolan. The movie that’s set to reboot the multiplexes post-Covid. It’s a manic, extremely loud, extremely baffling sci-fi cum spy rollercoaster that will please a lot of Nolan fan-boys but which left me with very mixed views. John David Washington (Denzel’s lad) plays “The Protagonist” — a crack-CIA field operative who is an unstoppable one-man army in the style of Hobbs or Shaw. Recruited into an even more shadowy organisation, he’s on the trail of an international arms dealer, Andrei Sator (Kenneth Branagh in full villain mode). Sator is bullying his estranged wife Kat (Elizabeth Debicki) over custody of their son (and the film unusually has a BBFC warning about “Domestic Abuse”). Our hero jets the world to try to prevent a very particular kind of Armageddon while also keeping the vulnerable and attractive Kat alive. This is cinema at its biggest and boldest. Nolan has taken a cinema ‘splurge’ gun, filled it with money, set it on rapid fire, removed the safety and let rip at the screen. Given that Nolan is famous for doing all of his ‘effects’ for real and ‘in camera’, some of what you see performed is almost unbelievable. You thought crashing a train through rush-hour traffic in “Inception” was crazy? You ain’t seen nothing yet with the airport scene! And for lovers of Chinooks (I must admit I am one and rush out of the house to see one if I hear it coming!) there is positively Chinook-p*rn on offer in the film’s ridiculously huge finale. The ‘inversion’ aspects of the story also lends itself to some fight scenes — one in particular in an airport ‘freeport’ — which are both bizarre to watch and, I imagine, technically extremely challenging to pull off. In this regard John David Washington is an acrobatic and talented stunt performer in his own right, and must have trained for months for this role. Nolan’s crew also certainly racked up their air miles pre-lockdown, since the locations range far and wide across the world. The locations encompassed Denmark, Estonia, India, Italy, Norway, the United Kingdom, and United States. Hoyte Van Hoytema’s cinematography is lush in introducing these, especially the beautiful Italian coast scenes. Although I did miss the David Arnold strings that would typically introduce these in a Bond movie: it felt like that was missing. The ‘timey-wimey’ aspects of the plot are also intriguing and very cleverly done. There are numerous points at which you think “Oh, that’s a sloppy continuity error” or “Shame the production design team missed that cracked wing mirror”. Then later in the movie, you get at least a dozen “Aha!” moments. Some of them (no spoilers) are jaw-droppingly spectacular. Perhaps the best twist is hidden in the final line of the movie. I only processed it on the way home. And so to the first of my significant gripes with ~Tenet. The sound mix in the movie is all over the place. I’d go stronger than that… it’s truly awful (expletive deleted)! Nolan often implements Shakespeare’s trick of having characters in the play provide exposition of the plot to aid comprehension. But unfortunately, all of this exposition dialogue was largely incomprehensible. This was due to: the ear-splitting volume of the sound: 2020 movie audiences are going to be suffering from ‘~Tenetis’! (LOL); the dialogue is poorly mixed with the thumping music by Ludwig Göransson (Wot? No Hans Zimmer?); a large proportion of the dialogue was through masks of varying description (#covid-appropriate). Aaron Taylor-Johnson was particularly unintelligible to my ears.

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001 - Coincide

Hi everyone, hmm so I decided to post my first Vanfic, as I said, English is not my first languaje and I tried my best to check like 1,000 times it, but please tell me if there’s any gramatical error or smth like that. Hope you like it aghhh I’m so nervous haha. Okay, bye. X

“I can’t believe you invited him” you said to Sophie, your best friend and co-worker.

“He’s one of my oldest friends, it’s not my problem that you both decided to break up before my birthday” she replied joking but you knew she was right.

“Hey Y/N!” said Anna, another friend of yours interrupted before you can say anything. “You look amazing!” she hugged you with force, excited. “Come here!” she walked you to the little group of people sitting at the couch of Sophie’s apartment chatting and drinking. Sophie gave you a look that said ‘act normal, it’s fine’, and disappeared into the kitchen. ‘It’s gonna be a long night’ you thought and took a sip of the beer you just grabbed.

The scene you were playing in your head all day became real. Your ex boyfriend, Paul, was chatting with a guy you have seen before in some parties. He looked up when you approached to the living room and hugged you briefly and it was an awkward moment for everyone. It was the first time you saw him after the break up, a few weeks ago.

“Good to see you” he said, politely.

“Good to see you, too” you replied, breaking the hug.

You both ended in good terms but it was very recent. You still felt guilty because it was your idea, you needed time. The monotony started to make you feel stuck and bored and you weren’t sure if you still loved him, you cared about him of course, he was a good guy but that sparkle of love was gone a long time ago. It was hard for you both to take that adult decision. He cried when you left the apartment but agreed that it was for the best to separate before you both ended hating each other.

Everyone were watching how you both handled the situation, you could sense their gazes analyzing your moves. That was the worst part of having friends in common. Nobody said anything because they all knew about the situation but there was an uncomfortable silence that filled the air. You sat in one of the arms of the couch, took off your jacket and leave it behind you.

The conversation started again and you stayed quiet, drinking your beer and hearing Anna discussing about Brexit with David, Sophie’s boyfriend. Your eyes scanned the rest of the apartment.

Sophie had decorated the place with Christmas lights and shiny balloons. Many bottles of beer and wine and other drinks were on a table across the room, with some snacks and empty cups. The music played through speakers, loud enough to hear it but not very much so people can talk to each other without yelling. She was a great host.

“Excuse me” you said after a few minutes that felt like hours. You tried your best to involve on the chat about politics with Anna and David but you didn’t knew much about the topic as them and you needed a cig.

You stood up, took the box of cigarettes from your jacket and made your way through the crowd of people to the balcony. Sophie didn’t smoke so it was forbidden to smoke inside her apartment, you needed some fresh air anyways.

“Fuck” you cursed when you noticed you didn’t bring the lighter.

“Hi to you too” someone said and you look up from where the voice came.

“Van?!” you almost choked “oh my God!” and screamed. He laughed and smiled showing his crooked teeth. “Oh my God, what-” you opened your arms and hugged him. He immited your move and put you closer to his body. He was warm and smelled good as always, the same shampoo scent he always used, mixed with his expensive perfume and tabacco.

“How you doing? Long time, missed ya” he talked so fast as usual, even after so many years it was difficult to catch everything he said.

“I’m fine, how are you?!” you said taking a step back. “Are you still on tour or…?”

“We finished it last week, now we’re taking a break from gigs and stuff, time to write new songs and visit some friends” he said with the sparkle in his eyes you remembered. “What about you?”

“Same old shit, I guess” without talking, he flicked his lighter and you put your cigar on your lips and moved your face to the little flame.

“Still working at the bar?” you nodded filling your lungs with the toxins.

“Yeah, we miss you around there. Me and Stella” you said joking, he always ordered the beer Stella Artois.

“I miss you both, too” he replied smiling and winked.

That’s how you met him, working as a waitress at a bar many years ago when he played there with his band Catfish and the Bottlemen. They became more successful and changed the shows at pubs for gigs at festivals and big arenas, all over the world. But they remained humble. Even after their big success, they stopped by to say hi, drink beer and watch football games at the pub. He knew Sophie from work too and she has been a fan of his band since the beginning, she was the one who put their records non-stop at the bar.

You became a friend of all of them but specially of Van. He was charismatic, charming and friendly with everyone but you had a special bond. You liked to discuss about music and when they started to go on tour you kept in touch via text messages and FaceTime calls, specially when he was high or you were drunk. When he had some free time, he always showed up at your work and if any fan recognized him he would buy some drinks for everyone and have a chat with them. Those kind of gestures described Van perfectly. He was kind with everyone, all the time. No matter if you met him a minutes ago or since a long time, he’d always make you feel comfortable and had something to talk about. He always was in a good mood and had an optimistic view of the world. He was like a warm and shiny light of sun on a winter day.

His hair was shorter than the last time you saw him, he seemed more mature with it, that was the only difference you noted. His eyelashes were long as you remembered, his freckles all over his face were still there. Same clothes, skinny jeans, jacket, shirt and boots. He was dressed in black, head to toe, as always. Nothing has changed.

One cig after other, the floor was filled with ashes and cigarette butts. You been talking for almost an hour, catching up and remembering old times. He told you about his adventures on the road and how amazing was to play at big venues. When he talked about it his eyes shined and he couldn’t help but smile wide. You looked at him with admiration, you listened him with attention, wondering how it would feel to be so down to earth even with so many people admiring you and having you as an idol. It was freezing outside but you didn’t care or noticed, the conversation distracted you enough to forget about the weather or the rest of the world, even the thought of Paul was gone of your head for a moment.

“So… are you here alone? Any lucky guy… or girl is here with you tonight?” he said after he told you about how he fucked up his last relationship and he didn’t want to be with anyone while he was on tour.

“No, not really, well my recent ex-boyfriend, Paul, is here but I don’t think he consider himself as a lucky guy right now” you replied, laughing.

“Shit, I go away for awhile and I miss all the drama” Van overreacted and you laughed.

He was different. That reaction was unexpected yet made you feel better. Anyone in his position would react as if they really cared about you or your feelings when in fact it wasn’t completely true. When you told your friends, their response was ‘oh what a shame, but you two probably will be back together soon, you’ll see’ or ‘oh that’s a shame, you made a great couple’. That’s not what you needed or wanted to hear. In fact that made you feel worst, guilty and as if was the wrong decision. None of them tried to make you feel better or at least less worried about the whole situation. You knew they had to be impartial because they knew you both but still, you didn’t feel like it was any helpful.

“Here you are!” Sophie’s voice interrupted “I’ve been searching for you everywhere.”

“Sorry, we’ve been catching up…” Van said watching you.

“Yeah and killing yourselves” Sophie pointed the cigarette butts on the floor and you rolled your eyes at the dramatic comment. “Anyways, it’s fucking freezing here you twats, and it’s time to blew the candles and eat cake! C’mon!” she clapped and came inside again.

You both laughed and entered to the warm and crowded room. More people came when you were smoking, at least 30 persons filled the small apartment. Anna took your hand and guided you to the kitchen ordering you to help her with the cake and candles. You glanzed back at the living room and saw Van shaking hands with Paul. Only if he knew, you thought.

As soon as Sophie asked for her three wishes the music started playing louder and people started dancing. You watched the scene quietly drinking a new beer. Sophie, Anna and another friends were chatting close to you but your senses were focused on the other side of the apartment. Beside the balcony was Van, chatting with Paul and some other guy you haven't seen before. He looked confused and tried to say something but Paul kept talking and pushing Van’s arm, playfully. He nodded and smiled but it wasn’t natural, his eyes scanned the room till his gaze found you.

“Y/N?” Anna’s voice distracted you “what are you-” she said looking at the same direction you were watching seconds before “oh I see… you miss him, right?” her hand touched your shoulder and you frowned your brows, confused.

She was talking about Paul.

“What? No, no” you said shaking your head.

“Look, it’s okay… maybe you should talk to him, he told me that he still loves you and he wants to be with you again. You know, he cares so much about your feelings and he doesn’t want to bother you, he’s giving you space.”

Your heart started to beat faster, you wanted to scream ‘mind your own business’ right at her face but you didn’t of course you would never do something like that. Instead you smiled, faking it, acting calm and said “excuse me” again, as if it was the only comment you said that night.

You escaped to the bathroom and closed the door behind you, closing your eyes and taking a deep breath. Focusing on something that will distract your thoughts. Then Van’s face crossed your mind. You smiled, unconsciously and took the phone from the back pocket of your jean. “Save me” you texted to him.

After refreshing your face and fixing your hair, your phone rang. “Where are you? What happened?”

“Hidden at the bath” you replied “they're trying to fill my head with all the same shit about my ex”

“Yeah I met him, weird lad huh” he texted the same way he talked, you smiled “sorry bout that, we can leave if you want, I’m pretty bored :(((((“ he added as if he readed your mind.

“Yeah pls this party is a waste of time and the music sucks btw” you texted back with the emoji with green vomit at the end.

“Ok see ya outside in 10’ xxxxx” Van replied inmediatly.

Your stomach crunched, you didn’t know if it were because of drinking without having eaten anything or because the wave of rush. But for the first time in a long time you felt excited. It was the adrenaline running in your system again. You thought about an excuse to say to Sophie but she’d insist to stay, so you left without saying goodbye at her or anyone and waited for Van at the front door of the building.

“Hurry uppppp I’m freezinggggg” you texted him, shaking. It was cold and you had left your coat inside the apartment.

After a few seconds Van came out from the elevator walking relaxed as usual.

“Finally, I thought you regretted and started to have fun in there” you said, joking and shaking because of the cold air.

“Nah, I was saying goodbye to some people” of course he did, he was always polite with everyone. He would never leave a place without saying goodbye and thanking people, even if he didn’t have a good time there. “Are you cold? Where’s your coat?”

“I left it inside, just escaped quickly” you replied trying to look un-bothered with your decision.

“Here, take mine” Van took off his jacket and put it on your shoulders.

“No, no, it’s fine” you said, but he insisted. “Alright, thank you” you said putting your arms on the sleeves and smelling his cologne impregnated on the soft material.

“No prob, love, I’m hot” he joked and you laughed loudly.

“Yeah, yeah whatever” you rolled your eyes and pushed the door, unsuccessfully. “Fuck, we don’t have the magnetic key” you mentally snapped your head.

“Let’s go, there’s a side door, I came from there today, earlier” Van said, saving the day... or night.

You were unaware that the building had a side door. There was an security guard, he waved Van and smiled at him, kinda hypnotized for the guy that was taking your cold hand and guiding you to the exit.

“So, where we going?” you asked following his long steps.

“I don’t know, where you wanna go?”

“Dunno, anywhere really. I just need more from tonight, you know?”

“I think we both coincide” he said with a smile on his lips, taking your hand strongly as he started to run, laughing like a child.

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seems like the scenes between david and paul in prison were written not to give too much away, so that they could still keep us guessing about whether he's a good person at heart or if they want to turn him into a villain that would still make sense, I like how the actor is playing it not giving too much away atm, we can feel the real attraction to Billy but the 'pillar of the community' line makes us wonder if he's just using him for other devious motives

YES. thank you. this is exactly how i feel and why i’m so on the fence about if Paul is being genuine or if he’s somehow being sneaky. you could spin it either way but it did feel like a toe dip way way way back then. there’s that fine line between suspense and mystery and i’m... i gotta admit i’m eating it up but i’m also anxious about where we’re going. cos i like Billy but i would murder for Summer so.. anxious lol. and like.. don’t get me wrong, hope for the best, expect the worst is where i’m usually at w/soaps but the ‘he’s being genuine’ side of me is like ‘Mel, my good dude, why would he be conning Billy who has no money, has a daughter to look after so no money, and nothing to con him out of helloooooo no money.’ he’s trouble, and maybe he’ll cause Billy some stress, but there’s some real attraction there i can’t deny that.

is Paul a cinnamon roll too good for this world? fuck no. every time he’s a jerkface to his sister i want to smack him upside the head and scold him. is that part of the allure? absolutely, it’s one more Corrie trashcan fire to add to the pile :D more intrigue, more mystery, more soapy drama that involves more than just one family. hell yes bring it on i’m ready, gimmie that backstory Corrie

this response brought to you by the 1/4th of a bottle of vodka i’ve had tonight lol

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The Definitive Surviving Girls Of FRIDAY THE 13TH

Inspired by an article featured on VHSRevival.com I’ve decided to compile what I consider to be the definitive ranking of the FRIDAY THE 13TH series’s “final girls”. If you’re not well versed into what makes a slasher film “final girl” so special let’s break it down in simple terms: she’s gotta be the smart one, the “pure” one and in a perfect world would go head to head with the big baddie during the film’s finale, ultimately coming out on top, but not successful enough to make it through a sequel. With the ground rules set, here’s a look at the FRIDAY THE 13TH films’ worst to best “final girls”. Warning, there may be spoilers to follow.

12 - Amanda Righetti - Whitney - FRIDAY THE 13TH (2009)

I’ve never kept it a secret just how much I dislike any FRIDAY THE 13TH film post-Paramount. 2009′s reboot has a few good things going for it: Julianna Guill and a pretty aggressive Jason Voorhees (Derek Mears). In all reality they’re about the only two positives I can come up with off the top of my head. What it’s lacking though is what really made the original set of FRIDAY THE 13TH films so enjoyable. Marcus Nispel’s film leans more into TEXAS CHAINSAW MASSACRE territory than it does FRIDAY THE 13TH. It’s also short on a likable and true to form “final girl”. Righetti’s Whitney character, while by all accounts is the smart and “pure” one, is too reliant on her co-star Jared Padalecki’s Clay character to be considered Jason’s nemesis this go-round.

11 - Lexa Doig - Rowan LaFontaine - JASON X (2002)

New Line Cinema’s entries into the FRIDAY THE 13TH cannon are my least favorite of the bunch. Along with JASON GOES TO HELL: THE FINAL FRIDAY, 2002′s JASON X feels almost nothing like a Jason Voorhees vehicle. Too bad for Lexa Doig, whose Rowan LaFontaine character exhibits all the “final girl” traits, but does so in a pretty terrible film.

10 - Monica Keena - Lori Campbell - FREDDY VS. JASON (2003)

Monica Keena’s Lori Campbell character is really unnecessary in a film like FREDDY VS. JASON. If Jason was going to have an adversary to challenge him throughout the film’s final reel it needs only be Freddy Krueger (Robert England) right? Final girl fail!

9 - Kari Keegan - Jessica Kimble - JASON GOES TO HELL: THE FINAL FRIDAY (1993)

Adam Marcus’s JASON GOES TO HELL: THE FINAL FRIDAY is not even a true FRIDAY THE 13TH film in name. It sure as hell isn’t a true FRIDAY THE 13TH film in content either. With body-swapping, newly revealed Voorhees bloodline ties and not a teenager in sight, JASON GOES TO HELL: THE FINAL FRIDAY is just a complete mess. Kari Keegan’s Jessica Kimble character, like the film she appears in, is a “final girl” by default only (she’s the last girl standing, so I guess that makes her pretty “final”). Her contributions to the “final girl” club are minimal. I guess she does get to stab Jason in the chest with a medieval dagger, that’s pretty cool, right? No! 

8 - Jensen Daggett - Rennie Wickham - FRIDAY THE 13TH PART VIII: JASON TAKES MANHATTAN (1989)

Ah! Finally, the Paramount Pictures contributions to the Voorhees legacy. 1989′s FRIDAY THE 13TH PART VIII: JASON TAKES MANHATTAN is easily the weakest of the first eight films, as is the “final girl” character of Rennie Wickham (Jensen Daggett). She dresses like a forty year old mom who’s given up on life, is more of a fragile character than usually required to be an imposing, and victorious “final girl”. It’s not all Daggett’s fault. In reality she's ultimately a victim of lousy writing and poor creative choices by the film’s director, Rob Hedden.

7 - Adrienne King - Alice Hardy - FRIDAY THE 13TH (1980)

FRIDAY THE 13TH purists may cry foul with this one. Hear me out. As a die hard fan I love Adrienne King’s Alice Hardy. She’s the perfect “final girl”. The only real drawback to her character is that she never gets to actually go toe to toe with Jason Voorhees. In fact, the one and only time (not counting the first film’s dream sequence finale) she comes face to face with Mr. Voorhees (in 1981′s FRIDAY THE 13TH PART 2) she takes an ice pick to the temple! Her “final girl” days were over at that point.

6 - Lar Park Lincoln - Tina Shepard - FRIDAY THE 13TH PART VII: THE NEW BLOOD (1988)

In 1987 when Paramount Pictures and New Line Cinema couldn’t come to an amicable agreement on potentially featuring both of their marquee horror icons in one film, Paramount forged on with another “versus” idea. Jason versus “the new blood” (I guess that’s what they meant by that title) Tina Shephard (Lar Park Lincoln). Tina fits the mold of the “final girl” perfectly. Add to that fact that she also comes equipped with almost supernatural, telekinetic powers, and old Jason was in for one heck of a showdown in his sixth outing, and the seventh overall FRIDAY THE 13TH film.

5 - Kimberly Beck - Trish Jarvis - FRIDAY THE 13TH - THE FINAL CHAPTER (1984)

Ask me now, ask me in one hundred years, what is the best FRIDAY THE 13TH film? Hands down, 1984′s FRIDAY THE 13TH - THE FINAL CHAPTER. Joe Zito’s film has everything the series has come to be known and loved for. In the fourth entry, Kimberly Beck’s Trish Jarvis, along with her younger brother Tommy (Corey Feldman) put a (temporary) end to the hockey masked killer. Trish is fierce and just as brutal with old Jason as he is with her. She protects her brother, faces her fears head on and ultimately holds her own quite well against Crystal Lake’s most famous resident.

4 - Dana Kimmell - Chris Higgins - FRIDAY THE 13TH PART 3 - 3D (1982)

By 1982, the slasher genre’s “final girl” had become well defined. The third FRIDAY THE 13TH entry runs with that established characterization with no hesitation. Dana Kimmell’s Chris Higgins not only finds herself alone, one on one with the seemingly unstoppable force that is Jason Voorhees, but the film, halfway through clues us in that she’s sort of been through this before, having had an encounter with Jason in her younger days that she can’t quite completely recall. Maybe it was her earlier experience with Jason that prepped her for her Higgins’ Haven redux. She hangs the big fella, whacks him in the back of the noggin with a log and a shovel, stabs him in the leg and even tattoos him in the dome with a full on swing of an ax. She thinks and works quickly, constantly keeping herself one step ahead of Jason throughout the entire final reel of the film. Kimmell’s “final girl” would definitely top the list if it were not for our final three candidates.

3 - Jennifer Cooke - Megan Garris - FRIDAY THE 13TH PART VI: JASON LIVES (1986)

Jennifer Cooke’s Megan Garris character is not so much a “final girl” as much as she’s the partner in crime with the sixth film’s “final guy” Tommy Jarvis (Thom Mathews). Why so high on the list then? For starters she’s hot. That counts for something, right? Seriously though, she’s one tough cookie. Not content with just going along for the ride, Megan helps Tommy along the way, compiling all the necessities to return Jason to his watery grave once and for all (?). She even steps in to save the day when Jason gets the best of Tommy during the film’s finale, on the water Crystal Lake fight scene. Just as Dana Kimmell’s Chris Higgins character did in the third film, Megan leaves a permanent mark on Jason’s infamous hockey mask (thanks to her quick thinking and a readily available boat propeller), something that would visually define Jason’s trademark mask throughout the seventh film.

2 - Melanie Kinnaman - Pam Roberts - FRIDAY THE 13TH PART V: A NEW BEGINNING (1985)

I know what you’re thinking. “But Pam never fought Jason, she fought the impostor, Roy”. Well, factually speaking you’d be right. And if you took what I said about Adrienne King early and applied it here, then theoretically Melanie Kinnaman’s Pam Roberts should also be lower on the list. I say you’re wrong though. Kinnaman’s final showdown with Roy (Jason impostor or not) is the stuff of FRIDAY THE 13TH legend. She’s tough, protective of her younger costar (similar to Kimberly Beck in FRIDAY THE 13TH - THE FINAL CHAPTER) Reggie (Shavar Ross) and aggressive when it comes to taking on the masked murderer intent on putting an end to her. She wields a chainsaw for Pete’s sake! Plus, let’s not forget she looks pretty darn good doing all of this!

1 - Amy Steel - Ginny Field - FRIDAY THE 13TH PART 2 (1981)

Amy Steel’s Ginny Field is one bad ass chick! Her showdown with Jason is pretty standard fare when you stack it up against the others in the series. What sets her apart though is her quick thinking and use of psychology to take on Jason when the chips are down. Tricking Jason into thinking she’s his beloved mother by donning her rotten sweater in an effort to strike the death blow on the confused Voorhees may have worked had it not been for one false move. No biggie though, she still lays the smack down on him by way of a machete in the shoulder blade that not only saves herself, but her boyfriend Paul Holt as well, who is in a life or death struggle with the maniac until she lands the fateful whack. Like the character of Tommy Jarvis in the later films, it would have been great to see the Ginny Field character return to do battle with Jason again. Amy Steel has talked about her willingness to return to the series, so maybe, fingers crossed, us fans will one day see the return of the greatest “final girl” in FRIDAY THE 13TH history. A boy can hope! 

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Upcoming Jason Momoa Movies and TV Shows to Watch Out For

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Jason Momoa is everywhere. The former Game of Thrones actor is riding high after starring in the popular film Sweet Girl on Netflix, with Season 2 of his Apple TV+ series See set to start streaming this weekend and a key role in Denis Villeneuve’s hotly anticipated Dune adaptation on deck. Oh, and as the DCEU continues to shift and change, he’s still the only Arthur Curry, aka Aquaman, in sight. Not bad for a guy who got his start on Baywatch: Hawaii.

Things aren’t slowing down any time soon for Momoa. Besides the projects listed above, the actor has a few other big things planned down the road. If you just finished Netflix’s Sweet Girl and you’re looking for more Momoa in your life, here’s where you can expect to see the King of Atlantis next.

See Season 2

Streaming August 26

Apple TV+’s sci-fi dystopian series is set in a far-off future in which humanity collectively lost the sense of sight. Season 1 found Momoa’s Baba Voss reuniting with his sighted stepson Kofun (Archie Madekwe) after defeating Jerlamarel (Joshua Henry), another sighted man who had fathered kids like Kofun all while having a weird messiah complex.

In season 2, Momoa’s Baba will have to go toe-to-toe with another big bad preoccupied with the possibility of returning sight to the world, his brother Edo Voss, played by Dave Bautista. It’s clear from early looks of season 2 that there’s some bad blood between the hulking brothers, and with season 2 bringing in a new showrunner, Warrior‘s Jonathan Tropper, we can expect the action scenes to be even more explosive in year two.

Dune

In theaters and on HBO Max on Oct. 22

After a failed Alejandro Jodorowsky adaptation, and a polarizing one from David Lynch, Frank Herbert’s “unfilmable” science fiction classic, Dune, will once again hit theaters and streaming this October. Once slated for a Christmas time release, Denis Villenuve’s Dune aims to capture the scale of the epic novel, with huge battles and even larger sand worms.

In a packed cast that also includes Timothée Chalamet, Zendaya, Oscar Isaac, Rebecca Ferguson, Dave Bautista, and many more A-listers, Jason Momoa is playing Duncan Idaho, the swordmaster of House Atreides. Loyal to protagonist Paul, the ducal heir of House Atreides, Duncan is a mentor to Paul and an ambassador to the Fremen, the inhabitants of the the planet Arrakis.

There’s no telling if Villenuve’s Dune will make the hard science fiction of its source material palatable for a wide audience, but Momoa has had success in parts tied to beloved novels before, and there’s no doubt he’ll make Duncan Idaho into something memorable on screen.

Aquaman and the Last Kingdom

In theaters Dec. 16, 2022

Production has begun on the second Aquaman film, but the plot of the Jason Momoa-starrer mostly remains obscured in murky water. However, returning director James Wan has provided an intriguing update that references a cult classic 1960s Italian horror film as its main source of inspiration.

“Aquaman 2 is very heavily inspired by Planet of the Vampires,” Wan recently told Total Film. “You can take the boy out of horror but you can never take the horror out the boy.” 

But does the cult-classic Mario Bava sci-fi film about spaceships haunted by mysterious alien lifeforms fit into the underwater superhero aesthetic of Aquaman? Wan thinks the fans will roll with it.

“Well, the first movie took a lot of people by surprise, right?” Wan said. “And that’s partially because they were not familiar with the comic book, which deals in this very lurid, strange world. People were taken aback that I didn’t throw all that stuff away and make a dark, heavy film. But I didn’t feel that would have been right for it. So, with the second film, I feel it will be easier for people to accept where we go because I’ve already laid the foundation.”

We’ll see exactly where Wan, Momoa, and company will go when Aquaman and the Lost Kingdom hits theaters on Dec. 16, 2022.

The Last Manhunt

Release Date TBD

Filming on this Western has been completed for some time, and the movie was set to premiere Aug. 27 at Pioneertown International Film Festival before the event was delayed by the surging COVID-19 Delta variant.

Jason Momoa exec produced and has a story credit on The Last Manhunt, which is based on true events. According to the synopsis, the film follows a Native American cowboy known as Willie Boy, who was chased into the hills by a sheriff’s posse in 1909 after Willie Boy fell in love with a woman named Carlota. Carlota’s father, a Chemehuevi shaman and local tribal leader, refused to let the young couple be together, and in a fatal confrontation, Carlota’s father was killed by an accidental gun shot and the young lovers fled to the sun enslaved Mohave desert.

The film was shot near where the actual events took place and local tribes were recruited to appear in the movie as extras or stand-ins. Momoa, who was originally onboard to direct but had to back out due to other commitment, was said to have fallen in love with the story and was insistent on getting the input of tribal members. The story was adapted to film once before in Robert Redford’s Tell Them Willie Boy Is Here.

The film stars Martin Sensmeier as Willie Boy, Mainei Kinimaka as Carlota, and Momoa appears In a brief role as Big Jim. Directed by Momoa’s See costar Christian Camargo, The Last Manhunt currently does not have a scheduled release date.

Slumberland

TBD 2022

From Hunger Games franchise director Francis Lawrence, Slumberland is a live-action adaptation of the comic book series Little Nemo in Slumberland by Winsor McCay. Taking a gender-flipped approach to the source material, Slumberland tells the story of a young girl (Marlow Barkley) who discovers a secret map to the dreamworld of Slumberland, and with the help of an eccentric outlaw, she traverses through dreams and flees nightmares, with the hope that she will see her late father again. Guess who will be playing that eccentric outlaw.

No, you’re not dreaming—that’s Jason Momoa with a full set of horns. Here’s a sneak peek behind the scenes at SLUMBERLAND, a new adventure story about an eccentric outlaw (Momoa) who guides a young hero (Marlow Barkley) through a secret dreamworld. Coming to Netflix in 2022. pic.twitter.com/QZIaQbk7HM

— NetflixFilm (@NetflixFilm) April 6, 2021

Momoa looks wonderful sporting big horns and extravagant outfit. His character, Flip, is described as a “nine-foot-tall creature that is half-man, half-beast, has shaggy fur, and long curved tusks.” They’ve certainly have got the man for the job.

Slumberland will also feature Weruche Opia, India de Beaufort, Kyle Chandler, and Chris O’Dowd rounding out the ensemble cast.

Cliffhanger

(TBD)

A female-led reboot of Sylvester Stallone’s Cliffhanger is in the works from director Iranian-American filmmaker Ana Lily Amirpour.

Speaking to Deadline, Amirpour said, “I instantly knew the elements of the story I wanted to tell. There’s a special place in my heart for an action-survival movie. I’ve always been attracted to the theme of mountain climbers who, like filmmakers, have a certain madness to them. I love genre and fantasy and in this type of survival film you’re playing with real fear.”

“We are setting out to create a thrill-ride on the mountain which taps into the primal side of an action movie, where you see what a person is capable of doing to survive in the most extreme situations, pushed to the limits,” she continued. “Add to that some high-stakes espionage and a badass female mountain climber as the lead and it becomes a truly epic reinvention of what made the original Cliffhanger movie so fun and so thrilling.”

There’s no word on casting for the female lead, but Momoa is said to be involved in the film, with at least a cameo planned for the actor. Momoa confirmed as much with a post on his Instagram.

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Untitled Momoa-Dave Bautista Buddy Cop Movie

TBD

What started as a text exchange between two frequent co-stars has now become a public promise: we are going to get a Jason Momoa/Dave Bautista buddy cop film at some point.

After Bautista tweeted about the idea, Momoa took things even further by going on The Late Late Show with James Corden and expanding on the idea.

“[Bautista] literally texted me four days ago, going, ‘We need to do a buddy cop film,’” Momoa told Corden. “We love each other. We are on See and Dune together. And I said, ‘Absolutely.’ And he said, ‘Let’s do it in Hawaii.’ And I said, ‘Let’s do it. I have an idea.’ So it’s off to the races now. We’re doing it.”

“It sells itself, bro,” he continued. “Dave loves wearing Speedos. I love wearing board shorts. And both of us with our shirts off. He’ll be grumpy and I’ll be charming. Boom. It sells itself, bro. I have the hair. He doesn’t have hair. We cover all the demographics.”

Obviously this project is in a very early stage, but Momoa is right — this thing sells itself. Sign us up for opening day tickets, please!

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[oldmyths]

hiya drew, what are a couple bands/songs you'd recommend for someone interested in getting into classic rock? I hope you're having a great day

hey anon! this is an extremely loaded question! sdfjdfkgjd (and i’m really flattered you’re askin me, because, omg, it’s an honor)

(under a read more bc i talk too god damn much)

okay. lemme preface this by saying i barely scratch the surface when it comes to classic rock. in fact i just like the “popular” classic rock bands, because i’m a hipster loser (and i grew up on some of this stuff and don’t really have much of an interest venturing further but hey, who knows, maybe i’ll expand my spotify library in due time)

there are people on this website in the CR fandom who are so much better equipped to answer this, but u asked me, and i never really bothered to integrate into the cr fandom anyway because i feel like theyre all cooler than me and i just wanna sit down and listen to like, the same two albums on repeat, but anyway. to answer your question…

it really just depends on what genre you like. what kind of music you want to get into; i can sit here and tell you to listen to pink floyd and go on about their significance but i can’t make you Like them yknow?

so…..i’m just gonna list a few of my favorite songs by the most well-known classic rock bands because, like i said i just kind of barely scratch the surface on the classic rock format as a whole

as some of you may be aware, i am drew “beatlefucker” angelshane (thanks ana) and to get these bug boys out of the way, i’ll give u some song recs from the beatles! (early 1960s to 1970) (genres: rock, pop, psychedelia)

surely you’ve heard of them; if not, they caused a huge uproar across the world called beatlemania. think of like…tumblr, as a planet, and the beatles is the newest, hottest anime of the season, and everybody’s got a huge heart boner for them. because that’s basically what it was.

here are some of their songs that have been in my head for the past few days: drive my car (rubber soul, 1965); eleanor rigby (revolver, 1966); and if i fell (a hard day’s night, 1964)

revolver is the most recent album i’ve listened to, they have more but the next proper Album is sgt. pepper and that feels…like. so much. it’s a Huge Album, both content-wise and…history-wise? anyway, it’s very intimidating for me and i think i want to take my time with it before i rush in

i’m just gonna get led zeppelin (late 1960s to 1980, some reunions sprinkled here and there,) out of the way, now, too. (genres: hard rock, blues rock, folk rock, heavy metal)

let me just say right here: i hate jimmy page. as a person. and i honestly think most of his solos aren’t…that great. but for real, i won’t tolerate any of that ugly shithead on my blog and just because i like LZ doesn’t mean i condone any of the shit he did.

(you’ll notice a trend, especially in the older bands, that controversy is super common. u can’t..really get into classic rock without having to see the darker side of your faves. it sucks, nobody’s perfect, and i don’t agree with separating the artist from the art, but it does get hard to like certain music when you know the shit that happened with certain artists.)

Anyway! that being said, i truthfully only really listen to led zeppelin and led zeppelin ii. some physical graffiti but, eh. So, if you wanted to get into lz, you’re askin the wrong person, is what i’m saying jfkgsdj

here’s my song recs: good times bad times and dazed and confused (led zeppelin, 1968); whole lotta love and ramble on (led zeppelin ii, 1969); kashmir (physical graffiti, 1975)

and honestly the JP thing is why i don’t really listen to LZ much outside of their self titled and lz2. cos like. i just can’t.

QUEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEN (1970s to…now? personally, if freddie mercury isn’t involved then..is it really queen) (genre: rock)

if you don’t know who queen is, you know who queen is. bohemian rhapsody? of course you know that song. everyone does.

but if you don’t then that’s perfectly ok too. it’s a good song imo. not their Best, but it’s good

i gotta be honest, i listen to singles mostly. i’ve got a lot on my proverbial plate and while i Love freddie mercury (bi king) sometimes i’m just. not in the headspace for queen. they’re good but a certain specific set of circumstances need to happen where i feel aligned with queen music enough to listen to it. also, freddie’s death makes me really sad and if i think about it too hard i’ll get depressed.

here’s my favorite queen songs!!!

brighton rock and killer queen (sheer heart attack, 1974); you’re my best friend (a night at the opera, 1975); somebody to love and GOOD OLD FASHIONED LOVER BOY (a day at the races, 1976); TOO MUCH LOVE WILL KILL YOU (made in heaven, 1996)

honestly..queen is so influential and inspiring and i fucking love freddie mercury so like. those are just a few of my favorites. i could honestly go on forever about it but let’s stop there

now let’s get away from the boys and talk about stevie nicks because she is my mother and i would die in her place given the chance. i love her. I Love Her.

but i mean you’d probably better begin at fleetwood mac (late 1960s to the mid 1990s; late 1990s to …now?) (genres: pop rock, soft rock, blues rock, art pop, british blues)

this is a band i don’t know much about. because there’s apparently so much to know about them, so much inter-band dynamic drama. from what i’ve skimmed. So Much Drama.

i…can’t provide any songs for you, because i dont listen to fleetwood mac and i need to fix this ASAP but i feel like the time isn’t right yet. is that dumb of me to think? probably, but i’m gonna stick by my guns.

you should listen to fleetwood mac and tell me what you think!!!

(yes i included a portion on stevie nicks without giving song recs because i’m awful: listen to edge of seventeen, bella donna, 1981)

okay back to smelly dudes cos that’s all the world fuckin cares about i guess

pink floyd!!! (mid 1960s to mid 1990s, mid 2000s, and early/mid 2010s) (genres: progrock, art rock, psychedelic rock)

i mean i love them but i’m just dipping my toes in the water here. i’ve barely listened to them, but from what i’ve heard they’re very good. VERY politically driven. i cannot stress this enough. they’re the good kind of politics i think though

you’ve most definitely seen the album art for the dark side of the moon. like, you just have. there’s probably no way you couldn’t have. (but if u haven’t thats fine)

here’s some tunes: money (tdsotm, 1973); the wall. just. the wall. if you love concept albums, here you go. listen to the wall.

that’s all i got. pathetic, i know, but i’m workin my way up i promise

here’s where we get into more familiar territory. ..having said that, i don’t really know much about the history of the rolling stones, but a good friend of mine Does and maybe i can pry info out of her. but i won’t bc she’s too cool 4 school and she’s really great

anyway, the rolling stones!!! (early 1960s to like. now i guess) (genres: rock, blues, blues rock, rock and roll)

woof. what can be said about them really. there’s…..almost too much to say. i love them a lot.

Okay when i get into bands, its in my DNA to listen from the very earliest recording i can find (usually on spotify nowadays) so i’ve been sslowly working my way past the baby pebbles albums (mostly covers) to their original work (fun fact did you know john and paul of beatles fame wrote their own music, and when mick and keith of stones fame found out it was In Fact That Easy they began to write their own music too? fascinating.)

ANYWAY here’s some stones songs: gimme shelter and you can’t always get what you want (let it bleed, 1969); angie (goats head soup, 1973); sympathy for the devil (beggars banquet, 1968)

again i am….Slowly inching my way up their discography. snails pace. i’ll get there. (u can ask glimmerkeith on tumblr for stones song recs, bc shes great and knows much more than i do and i would die for jenn)

now here’s a band…….that i’ve rediscovered pretty recently. try, last week.

AC/DC!!!!!!!! (early 1970s to now) (genres: hard rock, blues rock, rock and roll)

this is Very Much Your Dads™ Music. probably. most likely, anyway. but listen: i saw them in concert once and (while it probably…wasnt the best experience for me) i had a fucking Blast. very sad things happened in this band in the last few months.

not recent, but very important, in 1980 their lead singer bon scott died and everyone was sad. then brian johnson came out with his fuckin voice and everyone was like “ok sweet lets get back to rock n’ roll”

so this will be split by scott’s era and the johnson era (heh heh) And, because i’m familiar with this band, i’ll list the album in question and name a few songs off it instead of just naming songs. because yes.

scott:

T.N.T (1975); it’s a long way to the top (if you wanna rock ‘n’ roll); T.N.T; high voltage

dirty deeds done dirt cheap (1976); dirty deeds done dirt cheap (edit: i just realized how much i actually hate this album and only like that song so WHOOPS but i wanna keep the formatting so, yknow)

let there be rock (1977); let there be rock; whole lotta rosie

highway to hell (1979); highway to hell (it just felt really weird, making a reclist of songs by ac/dc and Not including this one)

johnson:

back in black (1980); HELLS BELLS; shoot to thrill; given the dog a bone; back in black; you shook me all night long

for those about to rock we salute you (1981); for those about to rock (we salute you)

the razors edge (1990); thunderstruck

making this list, it hit me how much of bon scott i actually Listen to when i listen to ac/dc dfkjghjdfksdsfj but uh yeah those. are good

AND NOW…FOR THE FUCKIN MOMENT I’VE BEEN WAITING FOR

GUNS! AND! ROSES! (mid 1980s to NOW MOTHERFUCKERS!!! THEYRE BACK!!! well, touring at least) (genres: hard rock, heavy metal

arguably my favorite band. subjectively, my favorite classic rock band. objectively? they own a huuuge portion of my heart, and my ass.

so listen up: these two kids from indiana run away to california to get out of fucking indiana, because who wants to stay in indiana, (it’s more like, one gets out, and like a year later the other kid tries to find him in the big mean streets of L.A) and along the way they get shuffled in and out of bands together. they start bands, break up bands, the whole fuckin shebang.

and then a few chance miracles happen and suddenly guns n’ roses is formed in like 1985. my boys? those are my boys.

i’m gonna do what i did w ac/dc and bullet the albums and then i’m gonna talk about the albums because i got SHIT to SAY

appetite for destruction (1987); welcome to the jungle, out ta get me, paradise city, sweet child o’ mine, ROCKET QUEEN

all right so here’s the deal, it was very hard not picking every single song on the album because every single song on the album is fucking perfection. actual gold. there’s no flaws in this album. Nothing. everything is good and perfect and i’m not biased at all

did you know axl rose (one of the boys from indiana) recorded each line individually? so, he sang a line, and then stopped recording, and then started recording the next line because he wanted it to be perfect?

did you know appetite was originally a flop album but after this dude got the guys at MTV to play the music video for Jungle at like 5am, guns n’ roses BLEW THE FUCK UP. Everybody know about them practically overnight. it was surreal and really cool, apparently.

and did you know axl played the synthesizer in paradise city? that’s adorable. i fucking love him.

gn’r lies (1988); patience; used to love her

the first four tracks in this EP are from their very first EP ever recorded - it Sounds like it’s taken from a live show but they dubbed in the audience in post, to make it seem like they had huge crowds attending their shows when in reality that wasn’t the case. (their first ep was released in december 1986, they had loyal fans but the crowd wasn’t that rowdy until after appetite came out)

believe me when i tell you. don’t listen to one in a million. or like, do. but i’m not gonna fight anyone about this. it’s fucked up. i’m not defending axl at all and i actually struggled with liking guns after i listened to it.

but unfortunately here we are and i saw them in concert and i had to deal with some fuckhead in the row behind me and his friend who kept Shouting that they play the song, when nobody on stage could her them, and like. of course they wouldn’t play it today. fuck off man

use your illusion i (1991); right next door to hell; dust n’ bones; perfect crime; november rain; BAD APPLES; COMA

i tried to limit these to five songs an album but i fuckin can’t, anon. illusion1 is just so fucking perfect. i can’t choose between my children. pls forgive me

on dust n’ bones and double talkin’ jive is izzy stradlin doing vocals (the second indiana boy, the one who left indiana first) and he’s regarded as the most unnderrated member in gnr by like everybody. so much so that it’s almost…too much. but like basically he was addicted to drugs and everything and then he sobered up when everyone else in the band was still hooked and he was like “wtf i’m out” and axl was like noooo :(

use your illusion ii (1991); civil war; 14 years; GET IN THE RING; locomotive; estranged; you could be mine

UYI1 and 2 were released on the same day. can you imagine how fuckin wild that day was? gnr fans scrambled to their record stores by the hordes probably.

izzy does vocal work in 14 years and this album was his last contribution to the band

uhhhh this album is also fucking perfect but i get sad listening to it sometimes so i try not to? very emotionally driven work. but like, where UYI1 was mostly passionate and angry-ish based, UYI2 is much more contemplative and uhh. sad. i guess.

“the spaghetti incident?” (1993)

this is a cover album and also the last album to feature my love, my soul, my light, my heart, slash. also duff. i mean i love him probably almost just as much but, yeah. duff actually looks like my cousin’s dad so i can’t really…. um. i feel weird about talking about him kjdfgd

but SLASH my god what a perfect man. i love him more than almost everything.

hey fun fact in between UYI and TSI, guns n’ roses toured with metallica and that tour is when slash, In His Autobiography, said he “lost” axl. his word. he Lost axl.

axl rose is a whole fuckin…..topic for another time, and i’m not gonna get into my own bullshit here, but that’s basically the situation when you listen to TSI. the band is fractured and barely holding together. after TSI, slash and duff leave GNR and axl is the only original member from the band still in it

(of course that opens up a conversation of who was originally in guns n’ roses but that’s another discourse for another time)

CHINESE DEMOCRACY (2008); CHINESE DEMOCRACY; BETTER; THERE WAS A TIME; SORRY; MADAGASCAR; PROSTITUTE

I. FUCKING. LOVE. THIS. ALBUM. MORE THAN I COULD EVER EXPRESS. everyone says it’s “not gnr” of COURSE it isn’t gnr, when YOU think of GNR, you see slash. and like, i love slash? but he didn’t make the band. EVERYONE - axl, izzy, steven, duff, And slash made the band. after steven was kicked, gnr lost a huge part of what made them stand out, what made the band unique.

and like, fuck, i love dizzy. i love all of the new additions. but you cannot. fucking look me in the eyes and tell me you love UYI But you hate CD because it’s “not gnr”. like. fuck you man.

ugh anyway. i just gotta let y’all know my Stance on this. i love chinese democracy. i’ll defend this album with my fucking life. i was really…disappointed when, at my concert, i didn’t hear more CD but like i also saw slash in person (albeit, from far away, but we shared the same arena and that’s. more than i can handle)

i wanna get lyrics from prostitute tattooed on my body.

also like you can’t tell me better and sorry aren’t about slash sorry but that’s just the fuckin tea

Now, listen, this ask got away from me. i didn’t include…SO many bands because, like i said, i just scratch the surface of what classic rock is. my word isn’t law, ok? that bein said, i am always, ALWAYS down to talk about any of the bands here, and others!!! if i know of them. i’m always taking music/song recs, too.

thanks..for reading this stupid answer to your innocent ask sdfkjghsdf

[vileart]

The Recovery Dramaturgy: Ilona Munro @ Edfringe 2017

Bright Productions 

The Recovery Version

Hogmanay in the Highlands.  Three generations of men.  Traditions, banter, song.  The whisky should probably stay in the cupboard. 

Out of Glencoe comes a lovingly, dysfunctional, all-male tale of lost dreams, long held hurts and father-son ties, told with a very Scottish voice and new songs.  The kind of songs sung at a New Year’s party.

The Recovery Version by Bright Productions

Venue:  Sweet Grassmarket (2)                       Tickets: £8 (£6)

Dates:   4th-20th August                                  Box Office:  0131 243 3596

Time: 13:40 (ends 15:00)                                  Venue website: www.sweetvenues.com

What was the inspiration for this performance?

I became a single parent when my kids were only age one and five.  I stayed single and worked full time for several years and during that time I fretted about my son having no good male role models.  Although we maintained what we could with his father, it was unfortunate that his grampa wasn't around ( though he has an amazing granny)  I needn't have worried, lots of male friends, family and teachers were in his life, as well as good women.   Alongside this is an ongoing joy of living in a Highland community (after time in London and Russia) and of the characters that make living here so good.  I was also often wondering about men, and where they were at in the Highlands.  Alcohol and lack of decent jobs with decent pay can take it's toll, but creativity, kindness and an incredible thing - split up families that still talk exist too - hec sometimes they even go their ex partners weddings! 

Is performance still a good space for the public discussion of ideas? 

Absolutely!  Although Lochaber is 2000 sq miles, it doesn't have a dedicated arts centre or cinema, so performance has to be in village halls, schools and found spaces.  With the demise of promoters budgets and small scale touring it can be hard to access professional performance without going 200 miles round trip, but when professional companies come here, they are greatly appreciated.  Community, youth and school theatre are well attended.  We also find that it is a myth that young people need everything crash bang wallop now ( she says as her son who is now 14 plays his Xbox)  We have been part of many educational theatre projects and they can really reach out, where other projects can't.  EG our last tour of "Stigma" and "HomeBrew" resulted in self referrals to help ( we always work in partnerships)  Interestingly enough, it was a Lochaber Common Weel who hosted "Faslane".  This is a social-political group, not a promoter or venue, and they had new audience engaging because of Scottish issues in the content.

How did you become interested in making performance?

Cliche alert!  I loved theatre and ballet from totdom.  Went to wee Co-op drama clubs in manky crumbling halls in Perth.  For some reason I studied Russian at uni -but this then took me to Siberia where I saw children's drama in summer camps.  And the Kirov for £4.  I studied Drama for a year in London and the college were so supportive that they gave me £150 quid and said "go do Edinburgh" So I wrote a play in 1994 and did.  I carried on doing this.  As I neared my thirties I became Eden Court's Drama Worker in Lochaber - and that taught me so very much.  Then came writing commissions, and three years ago I set up Bright Productions ( alongside a not for profit group called Dramafish to support arts in Lochaber) and continued teaching, writing, directing, stapling, packing cars, pitching, scrabbling for cash....  We got into Luminate Festival and started working in Abbeyfield Care Home too.

Is there any particular approach to the making of the show?

Not a particular approach as such, but we are very keen on Generations Working Together projects.  Population is so tiny in the Highlands that it often makes sense to include all ages.  The Recovery Version has a young lad in it, so we have cast three teenagers, two girls and a boy ( my son!) alongside the professional adults.  We also have young men helping build the set with Graeme Martin, our set designer, and a few more interested in theatre process, street performance/marketing.  We will make opportunities for these young people to come to Edinburgh and experience the sheer wonderful, lively, bonkers thing that is the fringe.

We have also had development days and meals together to make sure that in advance of rehearsals ( which don't start til Monday 17th July - eek!) that we all start to feel a team bond.  Parents are included and are brilliantly supportive.  As I said, community is great here, as is Kinlochleven High School.  Add to this our two musicians from Ballachulish working on our sound and songs.  Working with Chaz Stewart (ex Guitarist with the Donnie Munro Band, and our Photographer) and Paul Hornby Battrick, is often a crucial part of our development.

Does the show fit with your usual productions?

I am not sure that we have a "usual" production.  Our performances often depend on who commissions us, or who wants to work in partnership with us.  That said, I guess there is always a rather Scottish heart to it all and since I have been living in Kinlochleven for nearly twenty years now, a specifically Highland one.  

It doesn't preclude us looking around the globe for inspiration - one of our favourite shows is about the Russian Revolution, and we are very interested in learning more puppetry.  We are also working on shows for cafes along the west coast railway line and on a loch boat.  I suppose we are quite Highland in outlook..."acht will see what happens, mibbes aye and mibbes naw!"  It's really about relationships and partnerships for us.  But The Recovery Version is just because we wanted to - and because I haven't taken a show to Edinburgh for 17 years.  Oh and humour, we love a good laugh.  Even in the serious issues.

What do you hope that the audience will experience?

Firstly, we simply hope folk enjoy it!  Above that, we hope that the audience will connect with the characters, and that they will recognise that build to Hogmanay, and the slide down the others side into the new year.  It would make our wee hearts sing if folk laughed and tapped their toes to the Hogmanay party.  I think we also feel that there is something to be said for men, about men, while a huge focus is currently on women.  Lastly, we would like the audience to come away going  "ocht that's great that theatre can come out a wee village near Glencoe"

What strategies did you consider towards shaping this audience experience?

We did toy with having it interactive - ie the audience drank with us, ate cheesy pineapples on a stick with us, sang with us. They can sing, and we may have nibbles out, but in the end we felt it was about taking folks into that period after Christmas before the New Year, and we thought for this show that allowing the audience to sit back and enjoy and to choose whether they tap toes was best. It's the Highland way "acht whatever!" 

But we will be having mini Hogmanay parties on the Mile, and around Edinburgh, so folks can get wee treats and learn Gaelic singing (Hogmanay style) and be as interactive as they like. We will also be performing previews in Ballachulish Village Hall and The Ben Nevis Distillery, where we will have post show discussions, and this will inform any changes needed to improve things.

Jonny had a minor hit once, but no one would know.  Especially since those five homogenised wee bams have covered his song and made it a major Christmas hit.   John is Jonny’s son.  John blames his Dad a lot for his failing life.   And then there is Jack.  John’s wee lad who is suddenly coming to stay for New Year.  John hasn’t seen Jack for some time.  Just as well Fisher is around to keep spirits bright.  But then strong spirits were always the problem.

Although this is Bright Production’s first time at the fringe, writer/director Ilona Munro is well known in Lochaber for her highly varied theatre projects and thoughtful mental health TIE work across Highland.  Working with local professionals and up and coming young theatre makers, Bright has a great reputation in Lochaber for making people laugh and engaging the community in “generations working together” workshops and plays.

17 Hogmanays have passed since Ilona last took a show to the fringe. 

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Multiracial Media Profile: Sarah Ratliff

Hi! My name is Sarah Ratliff and I founded Multiracial Media with a man named Alex Barnett. We began the site in March 2016. Starting today we are launching a new feature on Multiracial Media called the Multiracial Media Profiles. Quick Q&As about people in the Multiracial Community. I’ll start but below will be a link to a form so you can fill it out and others can learn more about you.

The Multiracial Media Profiles is open to all within the Multiracial Community: Meaning a Biracial / Multiracial / Mixed Race person and/or parents / guardians of Multiracial kids.

So below is me: Sarah Ratliff in a Multiracial Nutshell.

Please tell us your name: Sarah Ratliff

Please tell us your age (if you’d like): I am 50.

Where do you live? (City, State, Country): I live in Utuado, Puerto Rico. Utuado is in the interior of the island about 2.5 hours from the capital city of San Juan. I was born in the Netherlands (Holland), have lived in Nigeria, France and four U.S. states and the capital of Washington, D.C. I grew up in New York City.

And Now for the Really Personal Information About Sarah Ratliff

Did you grow up in a Multiracial family? If so, please tell us about that. I did. Both my parents are deceased now, but my mother was Black and Japanese and my father was German, Dutch and Irish. I recently did my DNA test and learned I have 15 ethnicities. They are: Benin/Togo, Nigerian, Cameroon/the Congolese, Mandinka (from Mali), Bantu/South African and that I also have English, French, Greek, Italian, Iberian and Finish in me. (Some are obviously greater percentages than others.)

My parents, circa 1986.

I have two brothers. One is a dark caramel complexion who can easily (and did) grow out an afro and the other is a shade or two darker than I am with long slightly wavy hair. I don’t have any recent photos of us but this from when my oldest was 14, my middle was 13 and I was 10—before my hair went boing!

If you’re in a Multiracial family or relationship currently, please tell us about that (and if that differs from the family setting in which you grew up, please do tell us about those differences). It depends on your perspective. I am married to a monoracial person (meaning that he is one race). My husband is African American. He grew up with two Black parents but like most Black people in the United States, he is actually Multiracial, due to miscegenation because slaves were routinely raped by their slave owners. This is evident in his medium brown complexion. I consider us to be in a Multiracial relationship. Others may not agree.

Paul and Sarah Ratliff in St. Thomas, April 2017. Photo credit: Toes in the Sand Photography.

Have you ever experienced racism directed at you or a family member (or relationship partner)? If you’re comfortable doing so, please tell us about that. Rarely have I / do I presently experience(d) racism directed at me. I am very light complected and in the U.S. I moved through the world as either a White or a Hispanic woman (this is what most people assume I am). My oldest brother has experienced racism directed him. My parents received some horrific racism directed at them. They were married in 1960 before it was legal throughout the United States for them to be married. My father received a lot of negative comments from former co-workers and friends. However, the worst racism they received was from his own father, who disowned my father for marrying my mother. I never met his parents.

My husband has been on the receiving end of racism too many times to count.

Since we’ve been living in Puerto Rico, it’s dramatically reduced. We both look Puerto Rican and so people assume that’s what we are. Depending on where we are on the island, reactions to my husband can range from curious to somewhat hostile. When I say depending, it’s dependent upon whether there is a light, medium or heavy concentration of dark complected / Black Puerto Ricans or not. The interior of the island, in particular the mountain region where we live, doesn’t have too many Black people. The coastal areas have many more because that’s where slaves were mostly lived.

In your job/career, do you work on issues relating to the Multiracial community or the Multiracial experience? If so, please tell us about that. If you have samples of such work that you’d like to share (jpegs, links to video or music, etc.), please do send along. I am an activist and a writer and most of my writing is advocacy related. I co-authored a book called Being Biracial: Where Our Secret Worlds Collide.

Being Biracial: Where Our Secret Worlds Collide

Good, bad, ugly and illuminating—everyone has an opinion on race. As Biracial people continue trending, the discussion is no longer about a singular topic, but is more like playing a game of multi-level chess. The anthology, Being Biracial: Where Our Secret Worlds Collide, cites the experiences of twenty-four mixed-race authors and parents of multiracial children of all ages and backgrounds, from all over the world. It blends positivity, negativity, humor, pathos and realism in an enlightening exploration of what it means to be more than one ethnicity.

My co-author is White and she’s married to a Black man. Together they are raising three Biracial children in England. Being Biracial, as we affectionately call it, is on sale exclusively through Amazon in the U.S. and in the UK it is on Amazon and in Waterstone’s.

My writing can be seen on my personal website. I am also one of the two founders and publishers of Multiracial Media.

What do you think are the biggest misapprehensions or misunderstandings that people have about Multiracial people and/or Multiracial families/relationships? How much time do you have? Sarcasm aside, I’ll make a list.

That we (Multiracial / Biracial people) are stuck up and think we’re better than people who are one race. Get to know us; we don’t bite and there are jerks as well as nice people among us.

That Multiracial / Biracial people are healthier and/or more beautiful. People, we’re not dogs. Our parents weren’t / aren’t breeders who looked for the best traits in each other so they could make a master race of genetically superior kids. Shocking though it may seem, our parents—like yours—fell in love and wanted to make a family.

That our parents didn’t think about the implications of having Biracial / Multiracial children. Quite the contrary, they spent long hours talking ad nauseam about it. They stayed up late and worried how society, their families, the cops, the schools, the neighbors, their coworkers, etc. would react to their kids. Parents of Multiracial and Biracial kids are continually shocked when people treat their kids like they’re normal. That we know we’re all normal isn’t the issue.

That our musical taste, interest in art and other forms of culture, sense of style, the way we talk, etc. are tied to being Multiracial. I don’t love rock, disco, funk, hip hop, jazz, salsa, classical, reggae, etc. because I am three races and 15 ethnicities. I like those genres because I have eclectic taste. And guess what? I know monoracial people whose musical tastes are similar to mine. I know people of all races who dress the way they want to dress not because they’re Biracial but because it’s what appeals to them. I know … shocking!

That I don’t wear makeup because I think because I am Multiracial I am prettier than monoracial people. I don’t wear makeup because I feel it’s artificial and I want people knowing what I look like.

That we like complete strangers touching our hair or asking questions about. People, please! Again, we’re not dogs, dolls or some science experiment.

That we’re exotic. Lord, if I hear one more person call me exotic, I might actually scream. We’re not dolls. We’re people, just like you. Please stop fetishizing us!

That we only have Multiracial friends. I have friends from all over the world—most of them are one race.

That we have or don’t have a “type.” I have dated men from various monoethnic groups as well as a few Multiracial men. I am interested in someone for what’s going on in their brains and hearts, and they may or may not correspond to his race / ethnicity. I have known Multiracial people only date… Like you, we’re all different and you can’t shove us in a box.

That our parents had children with each other to be different or unique. Going back to the second bullet, my parents were actually pretty reluctant to get involved with each other. They met over the phone and my father had no idea my mother was a woman of color. They broke up over it several times. They were together during the Civil Rights Movement and at a time when it was illegal for them to marry in many states. They really didn’t want to bring any personal, societal or legal trouble on themselves.

There are many others, but I think those could be the highlights.

Do you have a favorite Multiracial celebrity or celebrity Multiracial family/couple? If so, why? 

I have a several celebrity crushes and some of them are from “back in the day.”

Ed Norton (he’s White, I think of Irish descent)

Nicholas Turturro (he’s Italian)

Henry Simmons (he’s Black)

Daniel Sunjata (he’s Biracial)

Erik Palladino (I think he’s Italian)

Esai Morales (he’s Puerto Rican)

Jimmy Smits (he’s Surinamese and Puerto Rican)

Michael DeLorenzo (he’s half Puerto Rican and half Italian)

Malik Yoba (he’s Black)

Eriq La Salle (he’s Black)

Mark Consuelos (he’s half Italian and half Mexican)

Wentworth Miller (he’s both Biracial and gay, but I think he’s fine)

LL Cool J (he’s Black)

I am not noticing a pattern here. 🙂

That’s me: Sarah Ratliff in a Multiracial nutshell.

To Reach Sarah Ratliff on the ‘Net

Sarah Ratliff’s personal website

Sarah Ratliff’s content marketing agency website 

Sarah Ratliff’s co-authored book, Being Biracial: Where Our Secret Worlds Collide

Sarah Ratliff’s eco-organic farm website in English

Sarah Ratliff’s eco-organic farm website in Spanish 

Sarah Ratliff on Facebook

Sarah Ratliff on Twitter

Here’s the link if you’d like to create your own profile for us: Multiracial Media Profile.

Multiracial Media Profile: Sarah Ratliff if you want to check out other voices of the Multiracial Community click here Multiracial Media