#After the Curfew

[sacredwhores]

Usmar Ismail - After the Curfew (1954)

[365filmsbyauroranocte]

After the Curfew (Usmar Ismail, 1954)

[maggiecheungs]

After the Curfew / Lewat Djam Malam (1954) dir. Usmar Ismail

[duchampscigarette]

Usmar Ismail - After the Curfew (1954)

[shiningwizard]

After the Curfew (Usmar Ismail, 1954)

Your liberated country wants to be in a musical. You who liberated it are stuck tormented in a noir. This does rise above being a rare and curious movie from an interesting point in history, however slightly. It's strength lies in depicting that separation between those irretrievably affected and those not, hidden pasts behind public faces, lines and networks of emotion and desperation charted underneath. It's a movie potentially aware and cynical, and one would hope that would carry through the rollout of Indonesian history with its new orders, purges, foreign interventions, East Timors, etc. I'm not sure that those movies would be funded, though.

[roseillith]

LEWAT DJAM MALAM / AFTER THE CURFEW (1954) dir. USMAR ISMAIL

[randomrichards]

AFTER THE CURFEW:

Ex freedom fighter

Can’t fit in with normal life

Been had by leaders

[inkskinned]

one of the things about having an unstable parent is that it can so easily ruin your future. you want to get out, but getting out takes having agency. it takes the resume and the grades and the stellar community service history.

but you have to choose your battles. you know if you sign up for an after-school activity, it'll be okay for a while, so long as the activity is parent-approved and god-fearing. over time, like all things, it will become an argument (i can't keep carting your ass to these things) or a weapon (talk to me like that again, see if you get to go to practice). sometimes, if you love the thing, it's worth it. but you also know better than to love something: that's how they get you. if you ever actually want something, it will always be the center of their attention. they will never stop threatening you with it. telling you of course i'm a good parent, i came to all of those stupid events.

you learn to balance yourself perfectly. you can either have a social life or you can have hobbies. both of these things will be under constant scrutiny. you spend too much time with her, you should be at home with family is equally paired with you're acting like this because you're addicted to what's on that goddamn screen. you cannot ever actually win, so everything falls within a barter system that you calculate before entering: do you want to learn how to drive? if so, you'll need to give up asking for a new laptop, even though yours died. maybe you can work on a computer at the library. of course, that would mean you'd be allowed to go to the library, which would mean something else has to bleed. nothing ever actually comes free.

and that bitter, horrible irony: you could be literally following their orders and it still isn't pretty. they tell you to get a job; they hate that your job keeps you late and gives you access to actual money. they tell you to do better in school; they say no child of mine needs a tutor. they want you to stop being so morose, don't you know there are people who are really suffering - but they revile the idea you might actually need therapy.

you didn't survive that fall the way other people would. you've seen other people scramble and get their way out, however they could. maybe you were made too-soft: the answer didn't come to you easily. it wasn't quick. it was brutal and nasty. some people even asked you why didn't you just work hard and escape during school? and you felt your head spinning. why didn't you? (they control your financial aid. they control your loan status. they love having that kind of thing). maybe in another life you got diagnosed sooner and got the meds you needed to actually focus and got attention from the right teachers who helped you clear hurdles to get up out of here - but for now? here?

the effort of trying. the effort of not-dying. that kind of effort was absolutely agonizing.

[not-another-robin]

ur trademark is loving that old man

The people have spoken. Here's some mini alfs for your troubles :)

[twpsyn-who]

JeanMarco in which Jean slowly falls for Marco while Marco always thought they were a couple is so funny to me guys like you don't understand how much I love this concept of, you know,,, Jean having this realization that he's in love with his best friend and getting so anxious about it because what if Marco doesn't feel the same??? Mikasa was proof enough that confessing wasn't an option, he didn't want to ruin their friendship. But man doesn't he love Marco so much.

Meanwhile Marco is like 'Man I wonder what my boyfriend is doing right now' while working on his ODM with Armin. 'I can't wait to spend some time with Jean, maybe we will go star watching tonight'. To Marco they're already married with two kids coming soon. Don't ask him how he gets hold of two kids, he's working on it. The idea is that they are together your honor

[sacredwhores]

Usmar Ismail - After the Curfew (1954)

[365filmsbyauroranocte]

After the Curfew (Usmar Ismail, 1954)

[maggiecheungs]

A.N. Alcaff as Iskandar in After the Curfew / Lewat Djam Malam (1954) dir. Usmar Ismail

[klanced]

Keith walking into the holding cell greeting all the regulars by name while Lance is sobbing lamenting that his life is over and his future is ruined (they were like. Trespassing or some shit he’s going to be fine)

lance: (actively dry heaving in the corner, on the verge of a panic attack as he imagines having a permanent record)(actually what does a permanent record even look like?)(omg is he going to have to go to COURT? like in JUDGE JUDY?)

keith: remy, this is lance. lance, this is remy, she’s my favorite alcoholic :)

[anch-vaviel]

October 17 20XX, one year after moving to Vaviel

Following the rumors and strange happenings in town, Resident Services decided to enact a curfew. When the sun sets and the lights turn on, all residents must find their ways back home. Nobody is allowed out after nightfall. This curfew was put in place for our safety, and many of the residents feel that it will help. I can only hope that they are right. I am tired of losing friends..

Signed XXXX

[bloggingboutburgers]

I mean this in the best way, but I cannot wait until I start seeing more comics from you about the pains/oddities of spending every moment with another human being

Cheers!

...Oh trust me, I have no idea what to expect from that situation or from my own feelings in it tbh

It typically goes great when we visit each other and I'm very much on board, and I trust us being with each other will be less intense once we can be physically together in a more permanent manner because there won't be fear of missing out on time together or anything, but yeah, I'll admit a tiny part of me is terrified it'll ruin everything because I've been used to living on my own and vibing that way for so long

...That said, I'm the one who thought of marriage in the first place, my gut says to try it anyway despite all those fears, and my partner values my privacy and individuality as well as their own, so... Fingers crossed y'know