#Byron Gogol

[insignificantly-notorious]

Shout out to the year of the hags to MEEEEE!!! ✨😌✨

[slippersmoo]

Made for love being cancelled from HBO is one of life’s biggest tragedies

[uses-for-fics]

Satisfied | Byron Gogol

An: So I might have made Hazel a bit OOC and to that I have to say……so sorry 🙃

YN and Hazel had been inseparable since their freshman year of college, sharing everything from notes, clothes, and dreams. Hazel had this natural light, a brightness that seemed to fill every room, and YN adored her for it. Their bond was solid, unshakeable, even as they entered their senior year, with new opportunities on the horizon.

One crisp October afternoon, they were strolling through campus, Hazel rambling on about her latest scheme, when YN’s gaze caught on a poster tacked to a nearby pole. She stopped in her tracks, eyes scanning the bold letters: Byron Gogol, a rising star in the tech world, was giving a guest lecture that very afternoon. Her heart skipped a beat. She’d heard of him before—his name echoed in nearly every engineering course she took.

Hazel continued a few paces ahead before noticing YN had stopped. "Yo, YN!" she called, her voice teasing. "What’s got you all dazed?"

“Byron Gogol is here,” YN murmured, her voice filled with awe as she turned to her friend.

Hazel raised an eyebrow. “And?”

“He’s a tech genius, Hazel. Founder of one of the most cutting-edge companies out there. We should definitely go to his lecture, it’s happening today!” YN’s eyes were practically gleaming with excitement.

Hazel crossed her arms and rolled her eyes. “You can’t be serious. That place is going to be packed with wannabe tech bros drooling over some dude in a blazer. Pass.”

YN pouted. “Please, Hazel? This could lead to an internship or—who knows—something bigger after graduation. I promise I’ll make it up to you. All the pancakes you can eat at the diner down the street after. Deal?”

Hazel sighed dramatically before relenting, a small smile on her lips. “Fine. But you owe me—big time.”

They arrived just as the lecture began. Hazel fidgeted in her seat near the front, grumbling about having to seem "interested." YN, on the other hand, was transfixed. When Byron took the stage, his passion was palpable, his ideas innovative. During the Q&A, when YN asked a thoughtful question about the ethical implications of his tech, Byron’s eyes lit up. He responded with interest, and as the talk ended, he approached YN directly, thanking her for the question.

“You made an excellent point earlier,” he said warmly, his focus entirely on her. “I’d love to talk more if you’re interested.”

Before YN could respond, Hazel, wide-eyed and grinning, chimed in, “Oh my God, you were amazing up there! I’ve never seen anyone command a stage like that.”

Byron smiled politely at Hazel but quickly turned his attention back to YN, handing her his card. “Let’s set up a time to chat.”

Hazel, oblivious to the spark between them, didn’t notice the shift. “He’s incredible, isn’t he? I think I might be in love,” she whispered once Byron walked away.

YN’s heart sank. Hazel was already smitten, and YN knew her well enough to know what this meant. Torn between the growing connection with Byron and her loyalty to Hazel, YN forced a smile. “Yeah, he seems great.”

In the days that followed, YN reluctantly reached out to Byron, meeting him for coffee to discuss his work. Each meeting drew them closer—conversation flowed from tech to dreams and fears, the connection deepening with every exchange. Hazel was always there, gushing about how she “just knew” Byron was the one, certain that fate had brought them together. YN remained silent, the guilt gnawing at her.

One evening, YN overheard Hazel on the phone. “I can’t stop thinking about him. I know it’s crazy, but I think he likes me too. I’m going to ask him out.”

The words shattered something inside YN. Hazel was so full of hope, so sure of her feelings. YN couldn’t stand the thought of breaking her friend’s heart but deep down, she knew Byron wasn’t thinking about Hazel at all. He only had eyes for her.

In their final meeting, YN and Byron sat across from each other in the quiet corner of a café. Byron leaned forward, his voice soft, his gaze intense. “There’s something special here between us. I’ve really enjoyed getting to know you, YN.”

YN’s breath caught in her throat. Instead of leaning into the moment, her thoughts flew back to Hazel, who was likely at home, dreaming of a future with Byron. She couldn’t betray her.

“I’m sorry, Byron,” she said, her voice barely a whisper. “I don’t feel the same way. I think... I may have given you the wrong impression.”

Byron’s brow furrowed in confusion. “What? But—”

“I do enjoy spending time with you, but... just as friends. Hazel really likes you. She’s a better fit for you than I ever could be.”

Byron blinked, stunned. “Hazel?”

YN nodded, forcing the words out past the lump in her throat. “Yeah, she’s perfect for you.”

Byron’s disappointment was clear, but after a moment, he nodded, accepting her words at face value. “If that’s what you think.”

As the weeks passed, YN watched from the sidelines as Hazel and Byron grew closer. Hazel was overjoyed, convinced that Byron had chosen her. Every time she gushed about him, it felt like a knife twisting deeper into YN’s chest.

One evening a couple months later, Hazel burst into their apartment, beaming and holding out her hand to show off a glittering ring. “He proposed!” Hazel squealed, her joy blinding.

YN forced a smile, choking on her congratulations as Hazel hugged her tightly. Hazel didn’t see the silent tears gathering in YN’s eyes.

At the engagement party, YN stood in the shadows, watching Byron and Hazel laugh together, their future laid out before them. She had made her choice—chosen Hazel’s happiness over her own but as she slipped out of the party unnoticed, YN couldn’t shake the heavy ache in her chest.

In the quiet of the night, YN walked alone, the weight of her sacrifice pressing down on her. She had done what she thought was right, but now, with each step away from the life she could’ve had, she wondered if she had made the biggest mistake of her life.

[jesuisgourde]

A list of all the books mentioned in Peter Doherty's journals (and in some interviews/lyrics, too)

Because I just made this list in answer to someone's question on a facebook group, I thought I may as well post it here.

-The Picture of Dorian Gray/The Ballad Of Reading Gaol/Salome/The Happy Prince/The Duchess of Padua, all by Oscar Wilde -The Thief's Journal/Our Lady Of The Flowers/Miracle Of The Rose, all by Jean Genet -A Diamond Guitar by Truman Capote -Mixed Essays by Matthew Arnold -Venus In Furs by Leopold Sacher-Masoch -The Ministry Of Fear by Graham Greene -Brighton Rock by Graham Green -A Season in Hell by Arthur Rimbaud -The Street Of Crocodiles (aka Cinnamon Shops) by Bruno Schulz -Opium: The Diary Of His Cure by Jean Cocteau -The Lost Weekend by Charles Jackson -Howl by Allen Ginsberg -Women In Love by DH Lawrence -The Tempest by William Shakespeare -Trilby by George du Maurier -The Vision Of Jean Genet by Richard Coe -"Literature And The Crisis" by Isaiah Berlin -Le Cid by Pierre Corneille -The Paris Peasant by Louis Aragon -Junky by William S Burroughs -Absolute Beginners by Colin MacInnes -Futz by Rochelle Owens -They Shoot Horses Don't They? by Horace McCoy -"An Inquiry On Love" by La revolution surrealiste magazine -Idea by Michael Drayton -"The Nymph's Reply to The Shepherd" by Sir Walter Raleigh -Hamlet by William Shakespeare -The Silver Shilling/The Old Church Bell/The Snail And The Rose Tree all by Hans Christian Andersen -120 Days Of Sodom by Marquis de Sade -Letters To A Young Poet by Rainer Maria Rilke -Poetics Of Space by Gaston Bachelard -In Favor Of The Sensitive Man and Other Essays by Anais Nin -La Batarde by Violette LeDuc -Lolita by Vladimir Nabokov -Intimate Journals by Charles Baudelaire -Juno And The Paycock by Sean O'Casey -England Is Mine by Michael Bracewell -"The Prelude" by William Wordsworth -Noise: The Political Economy of Music by Jacques Atalli -"Elm" by Sylvia Plath -"I am pleased with my sight..." by Rumi -She Stoops To Conquer by Oliver Goldsmith -Amphitryon by John Dryden -Oscar Wilde by Richard Ellman -The Song Of The South by James Rennell Rodd -In Her Praise by Robert Graves -"For That He Looked Not Upon Her" by George Gascoigne -"Order And Disorder" by Lucy Hutchinson -Man Crazy by Joyce Carol Oates -A Pictorial History Of Sex In The Movies by Jeremy Pascall and Clyde Jeavons -Anarchy State & Utopia by Robert Nozick -"Limbo" by Samuel Taylor Coleridge -Men In Love: Masculinity and Sexuality in the Eighteenth Century by George Haggerty

[arbitrary line break because tumble hates lists apparently]

-Crime And Punishment by Fyodor Dostoevsky -Innocent When You Dream: the Tom Waits Reader -"Identity Card" by Mahmoud Darwish -Ulysses by James Joyce -The Four Quartets poems by TS Eliot -Julius Caesar by William Shakespeare -A'Rebours/Against The Grain by Joris-Karl Huysmans -Prisoner Of Love by Jean Genet -Down And Out In Paris And London by George Orwell -The Man With The Golden Arm by Nelson Algren -Revolutionary Road by Richard Yates -"Epitaph To A Dog" by Lord Byron -Cocaine Nights by JG Ballard -"Not By Bread Alone" by James Terry White -Anecdotes Of The Late Samuel Johnson by Hester Thrale -"The Owl And The Pussycat" by Edward Lear -"Chevaux de bois" by Paul Verlaine -A Strong Song Tows Us: The Life of Basil Bunting by Richard Burton -Don Quixote by Miguel de Cervantes -The Divine Comedy by Dante Alighieri -The Jungle Book by Rudyard Kipling -The Man Who Would Be King by Rudyard Kipling -Ask The Dust by John Frante -On The Trans-Siberian Railways by Blaise Cendrars -The 39 Steps by John Buchan -The Overcoat by Nikolai Gogol -The Government Inspector by Nikolai Gogol -The Iliad by Homer -Heart Of Darkness by Joseph Conrad -The Volunteer by Shane O'Doherty -Twenty Love Poems and A Song Of Despair by Pablo Neruda -"May Banners" by Arthur Rimbaud -Literary Outlaw: The life and times of William S Burroughs by Ted Morgan -The Penguin Dorothy Parker -Smoke by William Faulkner -Hero And Leander by Christopher Marlowe -My Lady Nicotine by JM Barrie -All I Ever Wrote by Ronnie Barker -The Libertine by Stephen Jeffreys -On Murder Considered As One Of The Fine Arts by Thomas de Quincey -The Void Ratio by Shane Levene and Karolina Urbaniak -The Remains Of The Day by Kazuo Ishiguro -Dead Fingers Talk by William S Burroughs -The England's Dreaming Tapes by Jon Savage -London Underworld by Henry Mayhew

[talesofpassingtime]

Essential Readings for a Serious Writer

(revised)

Literature is a dialogue between story-tellers that has gone on for about six thousand years. Unless an author knows the conversation thus far, it is nearly impossible for that poorly read author to contribute anything meaningful to the dialogue. Serious writing requires serious reading. All great authors have been great readers.

Pre-19th Century

Homer, The Iliad, The Odyssey

Sophocles, works

Aeschylus, works

Euripides, works

Virgil, The Aeneid

Boccaccio, The Decameron

Chaucer, The Canterbury Tales, Troilus and Cressida

1001 Nights

Dante, The Divine Comedy

Cervantes, Don Quixote

Shakespeare

King James Bible

Spencer, The Fairie Queen

Milton, Paradise Lost, Paradise Found, Samson Agonistes

19th Century

Goethe, Faust, Sorrows of Young Werther

British Poets - Byron, Shelley, Keats, Coleridge, Burns, Blake, Wordsworth, Browning, Tennyson, Yeats

Pushkin, Eugene Onegin

Gogol, Dead Souls

Turgenyev, Fathers and Sons

Dostoevsky, works

Tolstoy, works

Hardy, works

Dickens, works

Galdos, Fortunata & Jacinta

Mary Ann Evans (George Eliot), Works

Emily Bronte, Wuthering Heights

Charlotte Bronte, Jane Eyre

Jane Austin, works

Melville, works

Hawthorne, works

Poe, works

Stoker, Dracula

Hugo, works

Dumas, works

Zola, works

Balzac, works

Flaubert, works

Scott, works

20th Century

Woolf, works

Joyce, works

Lawrence, works

Hardy, works

Proust, La Recherche de la Temps Perdu

Musil, Man without Qualities, Young Torless

Mann, works

Boll, works

Nabokov, works

TS Eliot, works

Martin Amis, works

Gaddis, works

Pynchon, works

Durrell, works

Byatt, works

Burroughs, works

Faulkner, works

Hemingway, works

Fitzgerald, works

O'Neill, works

Anouilh, works

Grass, works

Garcia Marquez, works

Chekov, works

Ibsen, works

Shaw, works

Shepard, works

Fante, works

Maugham, works

Delillo, works

McElroy, Women and Men

Kundera, works

Anderson, Winesburg Ohio

Henry Miller, works

Barnes, works

Broch, works

Nadas, works

Genet, works

Gide, works

Tennessee Williams, works

Bellow, works

A few words of advice:

Reading chronologically makes later allusions to earlier works available. Know your Homer, your Aeschylus, your Virgil. Lots of things won’t make sense at all if you don’t.

Reading all the important works of literature is the work of a lifetime, so don’t fret about how few you’ve read. What matters most is what you read next, because nothing will influence your writing more than what you are currently reading. 

Reading is writing.

Memorize Shakespeare, the plays, the sonnets, the poems. You won’t regret a word. Nothing is more important to a writer’s education than Shakespeare.

I am only including works and authors I have read in this list. It will continue to evolve as I continue to read. I’m sure there are many thousands of important authors still unlisted. As well, sometimes we learn the best lessons from terrible writers. Reading is too important to only read well.

[boldlycrookedsalad]

Literary Canon (from kissgrammar)

The Holy Bible, Authorized King James Version [At a minimum, the books of Genesis, Exodus, Job, Psalms, from the Old Testament; Matthew, Mark, Luke, John, and Apocalypse from the New.] Whether or not you are Christian is irrelevant. The civilization in which we live is based on and permeated by the ideas and values expressed in this book. Understanding our civilization, the world in which we live, is probably impossible without having read -- and thought about -- at least the most famous books in the Bible. Historically, the King James Version is considered the most artistic, and thus has probably had the most literary influence.

Homer, The Iliad

Homer, The Odyssey

Sophocles, Oedipus the King (Oedipus Rex)

Sophocles, Antigone

Plato, The Republic, especially "The Myth of the Cave"

Ovid, Metamorphoses

Saint Augustine, The Confessions

Dante, The Divine Comedy

Giovanni Boccaccio, The Decameron

Niccolo Machiavelli, The Prince

Giambattista Vico, Principles of a New Science

Miguel de Cervantes, Don Quixote

Geoffrey Chaucer, The Canterbury Tales

Romeo and Juliet

King Lear

Hamlet

Othello

Macbeth

John Donne, "Holy Sonnet XIV"

John Donne, "A Valediction Forbidding Mourning"

Andrew Marvell, "To His Coy Mistress"

John Milton, Paradise Lost

Jonathan Swift, Gulliver's Travels

A Modest Proposal

Daniel Defoe, Robinson Crusoe

Laurence Sterne, The Life and Opinions of Tristram Shandy, Gentleman

Michel de Montaigne, Essays, especially "Of Experience"

Francois Rabelais, Gargantua and Pantagruel

Moliere, The Misanthrope

Blaise Pascal, Pensees

Jean-Jacques Rousseau, Emile

Voltaire, Candide

Erasmus, In Praise of Folly

Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, Faust, Parts One & Two

Honore de Balzac, Old Goriot (also translated as Pere Goriot)

Stendhal, The Red and the Black

Gustave Flaubert, Madame Bovary

Emile Zola, Germinal

Henrik Ibsen, A Doll's House

William Blake

William Wordsworth

Jane Austen, Pride and Prejudice

Lord Byron, Don Juan

John Keats, "Ode on a Grecian Urn"

Robert Browning, "My Last Duchess"

Charles Dickens - Oliver Twist

A Tale Of Two Cities

Hard Times

A Christmas Carol

Matthew Arnold, "Dover Beach"

John Stuart Mill, On Liberty

Lewis Carroll, Alice in Wonderland

Charlotte Bronte, Jane Eyre

Emily Bronte, Wuthering Heights

Francis Thompson, "The Hound of Heaven"

Samuel Butler, Erewhon

Oscar Wilde, The Picture of Dorian Gray

George Eliot- Silas Marner

Middlemarch

Robert Louis Stevenson, Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde

Friedrich Nietzsche - Beyond Good and Evil

The Will To Power

The Birth of Tragedy

On the Genealogy of Morals

Alexander Pushkin - Eugene Onegin

The Bronze Horseman

Nikolai Gogol -The Overcoat

Dead Souls

Mikhail Lermontov, A Hero of Our Time

Ivan Turgenev, Fathers and Sons

Fyodor Dostoevsky -Notes From the Underground

Crime and Punishment

Leo Tolstoy -The Death of Ivan Ilych

War and Peace

Anton Chekhov, The Cherry Orchard

James Fenimore Cooper, The Deerslayer

Ralph Waldo Emerson, Essays

Emily Dickinson - "Because I Could Not Stop For Death"

"The Tint I Cannot Take"

"There's a Certain Slant of Light"

Walt Whitman  - "Song of Myself"

"The Sleepers"

"Crossing Brooklyn Ferry"

"As I Ebbed With The Ocean of Life"

"Out of the Cradle Endlessly Rocking"

"When Lilacs Last in the Dooryard Bloomd"

Nathaniel Hawthorne - Young Goodman Brown

The Scarlet Letter

Herman Melville, Moby-Dick

Edgar Allen Poe - "The Raven"

The Cask of Amontillado

Henry David Thoreau, Walden

Kate Chopin -The Story of An Hour

The Awakening

Stephen Crane, The Red Badge of Courage

Henry James

Mark Twain, The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn

Luigi Pirandello

[whatthecrowtold]

#unhallowedarts - "I spread it over centuries, and time is on my side" - Bram Stoker's Dracula

“You reason well, and your wit is bold, but you are too prejudiced. You do not let your eyes see nor your ears hear, and that which is outside your daily life is not of account to you. Do you not think that there are things which you cannot understand, and yet which are, that some people see things that others cannot? But there are things old and new which must not be contemplated by men's eyes, because they know, or think they know, some things which other men have told them. Ah, it is the fault of our science that it wants to explain all, and if it explain not, then it says there is nothing to explain. But yet we see around us every day the growth of new beliefs, which think themselves new, and which are yet but the old, which pretend to be young, like the fine ladies at the opera.“

(Bram Stoker “Dracula”)

It was a indeed a dark and stormy night, the one in the year without Summer back in 1816, when the Shelleys, Byron and his physician John Polidori sat down to make pop culture history. Cut off from the world, bored witless and full to the brim with laudanum, his lordship challenged the gathered Romantic enfants perdu to lift the burden of ennui with telling ghost stories in the German fashion. And while both Byron and Shelley brought off rather nothing except consuming more narcotics that night, Mary famously began to write “Frankenstein” and Polidori engendered the other treasured dread, the aristocratic, suave, blood sucking king of the undead, the vampire. The myth itself was, of course, centuries old and only two generations before, a downright mass hysteria ran through Europe when repeated cases of vampirism were reported in the Balkans along the Austro-Turkish military border.

Polidori though took the revenant peasant prowling around his former home and sucking the blood of his family, clad him in evening attire and modelled him after the pattern of his employer into a Byronic hero. Polidori’s Lord Ruthven became the ancestor of the 19th and 20th century’s vampires that haunted the imaginations of countless readers and the pages of Gothic literature from the likes of Gogol and Merimee to the infamous penny dreadfuls. One of these featured a creature called “Varney the Vampire” who brought in the fangs and the tell-tale bite marks and Sheridan Le Fanu’s “Carmilla” from 1872 gave the myth the structure of a long dead noble á la Coleridge’s “Christabel” haunting a damsel in distress and a group of heroes bringing the creature to bay with the help of ancient lore and occult paraphernalia. The groundwork was laid and along came Bram Stoker.

As a child, Stoker was bedridden until the age of seven, rose as from the dead after his mysterious illness all of a sudden ceased, became a football star at college, graduated in mathematics and ended up a pen-pusher in Dublin Castle. Not satisfied with his lot, naturally, Stoker changed his career to theatre critic at the Dublin Evening Mail, owned by Sheridan Le Fanu, and attracted the attention of the famous actor Sir Henry Irving with a favourable review, the two became friends and Stoker followed Irving to become his manager. Meanwhile he had won the hand of Florence Balcombe, a celebrated beauty, courted by Stoker’s acquaintance form Trinity College Oscar Wilde as well as a host of other suitors. Stoker would bring these experiences into a literary form in his opus magnum “Dracula” with Sir Henry Irving acting as model for the undead count as Byron did for Polidori 80 years before.

Stoker had never been to Romania, during the 1890s a part of the Austro-Hungarian Empire, but he did a thorough research on his subjects that he would add with iconic effects to the imagery of the literary Gothic, from local legends of the 1750s, the late 15th century Wallachian Prince Vlad III. Drăculea who was famed in western European sources for his cruelty and other inspirations from Central Europe like Princess Eleonore von Schwarzenberg, rumoured to be a vampire during her lifetime at the beginning of the 18th century and already an inspiration for German poet Gottfried August Bürger to his poem “Leonore”. Well-known enough known to Stoker and everyone else who read and wrote Gothic literature.

Pitting his research-wise well founded mythical Count and his ancient evil that bears strong resemblances to the feared syphilis as well as despicable moral liberties against the forces of the modern age, trains, the telegraph, typewriters, repeating rifles and established processes and organised teamwork, based on thorough research. Published in 1897, “Dracula” became an instant success and the standard followed to this day, even if Stoker and “Dracula” act only as powers behind the throne of “Urban Fantasy”.

All artwork above is by John Coulthart from his 2018 take on "Dracula" and nicked from his blog linked below

[peterpijls1965]

João Guimarães Rosa bereist de Braziliaanse sertão, 1952.

ARBITRAIR LIJSTJE MET BESTE BOEKEN

V.S. Naipaul – Het raadsel van de aankomst.

Michel Houellebecq – Mogelijkheid van een eiland.

Heinrich Boll – Wiedersehn mit Drung/Lohengrins Tod/Damals in Odessa.

Lev Tolstoi – Verhalen.

Gerard Reve – De Ondergang van de familie Boslowitz/Werther Nieland.

Kostantin Paustovski – Verhaal van een leven.

Isaac Babel – Rode ruiterij.

Graciliano Ramos – Dorre levens.

João Guimarães Rosa – Diepe wildernis, de wegen.

Louis Ferdinand Celine – Reis naar het einde van de nacht.

Gustave Flaubert – Salammbo.

Lord Byron – Brieven en dagboeken.

John Fante – Wait until spring, Bandini.

John Cheever – Verscheurde stilte.

Jan Hanlo – Zonder geluk valt niemand van het dak.

Louis-Paul Boon - De voorstad groeit.

Gao Xingjian - Berg van de ziel.

Junichiro Tanizaki - Kinderjaren.

J.M. Coetzee - Wachten op de barbaren.

Theresia van Avila - Innerlijke burcht.

Kristien Hemmerechts - Taal zonder mij.

Antjie Krog - Relaas van een moord.

Etty Hillesum - Het verstoorde leven.

Franz Kafka - Het proces.

Thoman Mann - Dagboeken.

Knut Hamsun - Langs overwoekerde paden.

Nicolas Gogol - Dode zielen.

Gunther de Bruyn - Veertig jaar.

Fernando Pessoa - Het boek der rusteloosheid.

Hugo Claus - De Metsiers.

Tonke Dragt - De torens van februari.

Douglas Coupland - Generation X.

Tip Marugg - De morgen loeit weer aan.

[angelamcss]

MADE FOR LOVE

[uses-for-fics]

Masterlist

Pls note: Mostly she/her used for fics!!!

Workaholics:

Anders Holmvik

College isn’t forever

Spare Sleep?

Tactona 420

I Love Old People

Do I make you Randy?

Are you ashamed of me?

You

Game Over, Man:

Darren

Can't Get Enough

Billy Magnussen Characters:

Byron Gogol (Made for Love)

Satisfied

Magnus (Lift 2024)

Clover Cafe

Miscellaneous:

Fantastic Four

From the Start -Reed Richards

The Franchise:

Eric Bouchard

Love is Embarrassing

Balance

Adam Randolph

The Hero off Set

Eric Bouchard & Adam Randolph

Happier

Divergent:

Peter Hayes

Forbidden Paradise

Glimpse of Us Pt2 of forbidden paradise

[dogfishs]

yt link

[prairienina]

MADE FOR LOVE (2021-)   We're Losing Time — 2x02

[mikimeiko]

Made For Love | 1x04. I Want a New Life

[insignificantly-notorious]

Made For Love is so GOOD; like I discovered and then binged and binged AGAIN and losing my mind waiting for new episodes for Season 2 and went kinda crazy about it.

With Season 1 being such a good television, Season 2 is just PEAK television and got better.

It commits to its weirdness from the get go and just went full fledged insane with its plot.

And I think it did an excellent job of following through with its storylines. It always tied in together nicely towards the end and I just in awe since each episode is roughly 25 minutes.

With its actors be ACTINGGG & the music choices are 🌟AMAZING🌟 (Mitski is everywhere thanks 🥰). Season 2 knocked it out the park, and there's still so much unresolved and new subplots that got me gagged.

With its strong structure, you would think I could predict things that will happen but I COULDN’T. It always surprises me and that got me smiling with ‘ahhh, that’s make so much sense’ and ‘whAt?!’ in a good way.

The actors. GaHHH the actors! Amazing chemistry between Cristin Milioti and Billy Magnussen as Hazel and Byron Gogol. They’re so LAYERED. Their range is kinda crazy and are PERFECTLY cast (Emmy!!!!!!!!! NOW!)

And Ray Romano as Herbert is such a delight to watch (I crieD) and Bennett and Fiffany (which is my favourite) and many more.

And the themes- love, loneliness, tech and on the moral quandaries of the authenticity of human connection in the wake of AI is so delightfully complex and compelling argument.

This is a terrific series mannn. Zany, sharp, and entertaining as ever, with weird science and even weirder characters.

And @hbomax should RENEW IT! Stop playing!!! I need 10 more seasons of this I was watching this show like a starved animal 😫😫😫😫🥺🥺🥺

[onlyfifteenpercent]

[basicnameemily]

made for love s2 thoughts

Hate to say it, but I really do enjoy Byron's character. I was really excited to see him when the showed the six months later part but when that eye twitched I let out the biggest sigh. The whole Zelda the dolphin thing and Jasper thing???? kinda creepy. If there is a another season, I really hope theres more of the nun and the other two people. Please, when they were visiting Alice I lost it! They were so funny. HBO Max originals never miss. Also, just learned that Made for Love is a book!!! (not on kindle unlimited :-/)