#Hill House
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eggsaladstain · 1 year ago
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thinking about how mike flanagan's first netflix series ended with the crain family together, both in death and in life
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and his last netflix series ended with the entire usher bloodline 6 feet under, buried side by side (with lenore in the same row as madeline and roderick instead of the row below with frederick and the others) but no more a family in death than they were in life
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the haunting of hill house and the fall of the house of usher feel very much like two sides of the same coin - a home built with love will stand for centuries, but a house built without that foundation will crumble and leave no survivors
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mobydyke · 7 months ago
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[sexting] no live organism can continue for long to exist sanely under conditions of absolute reality; even larks and katydids are supposed, by some, to dream. Hill House, not sane, stood by itself against its hills, holding darkness within; it had stood for eighty years and might stand for eighty more. within, walls continued upright, bricks met neatly, floors were firm, and doors were sensibly shut; silence lay steadily against the wood and stone of Hill House, and whatever walked there, walked alone.
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cultofmortem · 1 month ago
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rorytelling · 1 year ago
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Leave it to Mike Flanagan to pump out a masterpiece every Halloween and then disappear for a year
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thinking about the fact that nell crain was haunting herself for her entire life because the moment she entered hill house she was doomed
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kkillustration · 6 months ago
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I’m staying at Hill House. Wish you were here!
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lovelaceisntdead · 1 year ago
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Fuck it Hill House titties get their own post.
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jijingka · 1 year ago
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i’ve been reading the haunting of hill house 🫣
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mikelogan · 1 year ago
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No live organism can continue for long to exist sanely under conditions of absolute reality; even larks and katydids are supposed, by some, to dream. Hill House, not sane, stood by itself against its hills, holding darkness within. It had stood so for a hundred years before my family moved in, and it might stand for a hundred more.
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wistfulpoltergeist · 1 month ago
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Episode 3
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Hill House was deserted. Nevertheless, Amadeo couldn't ease the feeling of being watched.
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The manor, with its transfixing, cumbersome interior impending over him, seemed watchful under its disguise of silent sleeping.
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Anxious to dispel the idea, Amadeo gave himself a quick tour.
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He opened as many curtains as he found to let in some light.
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Eventually, he lost his way in the labyrinth of rooms inside rooms and suddenly walked out to the entrance hall from where he started.
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Strange... I could swear I was on the other side of the house. 
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Cold sweat ran down Amadeo’s chest, and the hair on the back of his neck stood up.
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Despite the golden rays of twilight seeping through the windows, the interior stood dim and dusky. Shadows crept into the corners and the hollow doorways gaped at him in suspense.
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Amadeo turned his gaze upstairs, imagining he saw someone standing there with his hand resting on the balustrade.
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That was just a picture on the wall.
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♫The Cure - Lullaby♫
Characters Beginning | Previous | Next
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It's been almost five years since The Haunting of Hill House came out on Netflix. And it has irrevocably changed my life.
The depiction of grief. Addiction. Depression. Loss. Identity. Family relationships. Family dynamics. Healing your inner child. Having to deal with your inner child. The fact that in some ways you never really grow up, you're that exact same person inside that is dealing with all these increasingly complex and difficult things, trying hard to not let the child in you react because you know it shouldn't.
Thinking about Theo taking her gloves off. Nell going to therapy, putting in work, and still having her demons chase her around all the way to the end. Shirley's entire life and career being based around wanting to help people in their darkest moments the way someone helped her (though isn't that what they all do, too? Especially Theo). Luke as the youngest, being left behind or not believed and eventually having to find ways to self-soothe, which as an adult are not as health-friendly as other options out there. But it's what he had to do to cope. And Steve... everyone knows a Steve.
I know people have commented before about the five Crain siblings and the five stages of grief. But they also each experience those themselves, and in some ways the five of them simply display how much grief and living can do to a person. Juxtaposing the entire modern part of the series with them as children reminded me how much the things I do now can also be drawn back to little Me. The decisions I make, what scares me, who I reach out to. What haunts me? I may not have a big scary terrifying Death House in my past, but I mean... we've all got our version of a big scary terrifying Death House.
The tragedy of Hill House, the complicated love that's shown, the connections and relationships we have with our families, the world, ourselves. I cannot, will not, should not, would not forget it.
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madamairlock · 1 year ago
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It's been five years and Theo's breakdown in the grass because she can't feel anything is still one of the most heartbreakingly relatable things I have ever seen in my life.
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softiconz · 14 days ago
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🎃🍂 halloween special 🍂 🎃
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gunmny-shark · 5 months ago
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druidcore · 1 year ago
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don't mind me just getting emotional about the way art makes echoes and like lenore's bravery saving lives in the years to come, edgar allen poe's art, which was inspired by the artists before him, inspires art that will inspire art that will inspire art –– that forms a bloodline of its own, traceable for history and far more lasting than money ever could be.
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persephone-plasmids · 1 year ago
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I feel like Hill House and House of Usher are teaching the same moral using opposite techniques.
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