#Ivy Close

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Lady of The Day 🌹 Ivy Close ❤️

[gatutor]

Pierre Magnier-Ivy Close "La rueda" (La roue) 1923, de Abel Gance.

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1920s ladies: ivy close as norma in the wheel (1923)

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New York Film Festival 2023:

La Roue (Abel Gance), 1923

[travsd]

Know the Name of Neame

There is a poetic resonance in the fact that Ronald Neame, CBE (1911-2010) was born on St. George’s Day, the Feast Day for England’s Patron Saint, for there is something quintessentially English about this man of the cinema and his body of work. Furthermore, his family proves to have been in the movie business for four generations, stretching back to the silent days. I grew interested in him…

[streamondemand]

Abel Gance's epic 'La Roue' restored on Criterion Channel

For too long, Abel Gance was the forgotten master of silent cinema, a pioneering innovator whose experiments in cinematic storytelling and expressive techniques inspired filmmakers all over the world. Gance was a master conductor of the cinematic form, as influential and consequential as D.W. Griffith and Sergei Eisenstein in his impact. After the worldwide success of his anti-war drama…

[byneddiedingo]

Ivy Close and Séverin-Mars in La Roue (Abel Gance, 1923)

Cast: Séverin-Mars, Ivy Close, Gabriel de Gravone, Pierre Magnier, Georges Térof, Gil Clary, Max Maxudian. Screenplay: Abel Gance. Cinematography: Gaston Brun, Mac Bujard, Léonce-Henri Burel, Maurice Duverger. Art direction: Robert Boudrioz. Film editing: Marguerite Beaujé, Abel Gance. Music: Arthur Honegger.

The plot is operatic, the technique is novelistic, and the aim is tragic. Abel Gance's La Roue (aka The Wheel) never satisfies on any of those counts, but it's not without a lot of effort on his part as well as his actors and technicians. At its premiere, it ran for somewhere between seven-and-a-half and nine hours (depending on which source you trust), spread over three days, and was a success, earning praise from Jean Cocteau among others. Gance then produced a cut that ran for two and a half hours, which was the version most people saw for many years until film historians set about to reproduce the original. That restoration is the one I sat through for sevenish hours spread over four nights on the Criterion Channel. I have seen seven-hour movies (and some that seemed like it) before, most notably Bela Tarr's Sátántangó (1994). The urge I usually have afterward is to try to justify the expenditure of time, typically by categorizing it as an "immersive experience." That approach works with films like Tarr's, which has a grounded reality to it that provides a look into a human existence other than my own, which is the aim of all narrative art. It's less easily justified when the film is as preposterous as Gance's is in many ways. I said it was operatic in its plotting, and here it's useful to think of the melodramatic excesses of works like Verdi's Il Trovatore, based on a florid Spanish play that involves foundlings, mistaken identities, and people torn between passion and duty. La Roue has a foundling, survivor of a train wreck, rescued by a railroad engineer who raises her along with his own son, allowing both of them to believe they are siblings, which works until she blossoms into a young woman and first the father and then the son realize they're in love with her. The treatment of this story evokes, as others have noted, the novels of Victor Hugo and Émile Zola, but it also reminds me of Thomas Hardy's works, in which fate (which Hardy calls "hap," or the blind workings of chance) forestalls any efforts by the protagonists to chart their own course. And since the story involves a kind of incestuous passion, the legend of Oedipus comes to mind, and sure enough Gance quotes Sophocles in one of the intertitles. But of course it's a movie, and that necessitates a good deal of spectacle, starting with the train wreck that sets the plot in motion. La Roue is never dull, and it's sometimes emotionally affecting, but it's not an opera (although Arthur Honegger's score suggests its potential in that regard) and it's not a novel or a tragedy. It's a movie, and one with a great deal to watch if you're willing to commit seven hours to it, but I think you have to be devoted to learning about the craft of movie-making to profit much from it.   

[bluerosefox]

Phantomish Rogues

Team Phantom get ripped from their home universe into the DCverse. With no money or real ID's in this world. Now thats a problem.

Another big problem is that Danny is badly injured and his core kinda put him into a deep cryo sleep. He needs to rest and gather ectoplasm.

Bigger problem Team Phantom have no clue how to get home because they don't know how to decode the Fenton Portal blue-prints, not even Jazz who at the time didn't pay attention to her parents portal work anymore by the time they finished it. The only one who does have an idea is Danny!

Biggest problem, they landed in a place called Gotham that seems to be overrun with actual villains and heroes? (vigilantes). And for some odd reason many of them seem to find them no matter where the Team goes to hide.

Until they can get their hands on a safe space, tech, and money, Team Phantom might have to go a bit Rogue/Villainous if they wanna keep Danny safe until he wakes up.

[radiance1]

A large, black flower bud rose from the ground, slowly opening up to reveal a young woman who slowly stepped down. The edges of her long, black gown seeming to slither across the grass as she moved forward and placed a hand upon a sleeping dragon's snout, rousing it from its slumber.

Toxic green eyes opened slowly, staring at the woman before its pupils slowly dilated. Letting out a slight purr it rubbed against the woman's hand, who only let out a smile as she loving rubbed the dragon's snout.

"There're intruders within our forest." She whispered, pressing her forehead against the dragon's face, eyes downcast. "They have someone with them, who can control plants as well. At my level or, perhaps, even higher."

The woman sighed and the dragon rubbed its snout against her, causing her to let out a small chuckle. "I know, I know. Not my fault." She murmured, staring at its glowing white scales that emitted a soft light even in the sunlight. "Just, please. Do not try to take them on yourself."

A soft growl interrupted her, and the woman huffed. "Yes, yes. I know you're strong. But we can't risk losing you." She paused for a moment, staring into the dragon's eyes with a half-lidded gaze before adding on quietly. "You already know what happened to Vlad."

The dragon grew quiet, contemplating.

Not for the first time, Sam noted how lucky Vlad was, to have gained the revival ability of the Pheonix after becoming.

Otherwise...

"We don't need you grabbing their attention again." Her gaze grew steely, staring down and holding the gaze of the mighty beast before her. "It was only a stroke of luck, even with his brilliance, that Vlad managed to come back. You can't revive yourself, so don't take risks you can avoid."

This time it was the dragon's turn to huff, gaze trailing off to stare at a certain scar on its body before turning away. Sam caught his stare, but chose not to say anything as she stepped away.

"Stay here. I'll deal with them." She turned away, sprouting an open flower bud that she soon stepped onto. She turned slightly, staring at the dragon as its eyes slipped shut and quickly slipping back into slumber.

She looked away with a determined expression, petals closing around her as the flower sank into the ground.

They already lost Danny once, they couldn't lose him again.

[saintprivateer]

VW character designs for @shastafirecracker’s Trillium and Ivy, a modern au Trigun fic about a landscaping Vash and funeral director Nicholas! Something something the hardships of being dealt a bad hand in life and scraping all the love and peace you can get… but you’re in so much gay love so it’s all a little more bearable. c :

some close-ups under the cut!

[clownzaf]

The only ones who know about Joker Junior are Bruce, Dick, Alfred and Barbara.

Tim never found it on himself to tell anyone because he know that if he simply as touch that thought with the tip of his fingers it will never stop until swallow him whole.

So no one who wasn’t in the family at that moment know about Tim. No one knows why Tim has to sit back when the Joker is out of Arkham either. Jason once asked Bruce and he explained that due to the lack of spleen even a little bit of anything weird the Joker wants to play with could kill him, so Jason never asked again.

So one day—When Dick is in Bludhaven, Alfred is out doing Alfred-things and Bruce on a JL meeting—Damian decides to do the ultimate prank.

Dye Tim’s hair Joker green.

Tim’s a public figure who need to maintain his perfect image in front of the public, and Joked is the most hated villain of all times, Tim will be desperate trying to change it and will probably go bald. So yeah, Damian founds it funny.

So he dyes Tim’s hair green during the night and then goes to continue with his life.

When they’re eating breakfast the next morning they just hear a heart clenching scream followed by a laugh so loud it can be heard all the way to the kitchen.

It sounds so much like the Joker’s that everyone just starts running to Tim’s room in panic. Thinking that maybe this is the day Joker decided to use his knowledge in the batfam identities to eliminate them.

What they found is equally horrifying.

Timothy Jackson Drake is on the floor, hair horribly familiar green, tears flowing down his face and a laugh that sounds so much like the clown’s that everyone has to make a double take of the room to make sure he really isn’t here.

His body spams every now and then, as if he were being electrified, and his hands were grabbing his hair so hard it some strands of it were falling off.

Duke tries to get close but as soon as he took one step Tim started throwing things at him, so they closed the door and decided to call for help.

When the manor’s emergency beacon starts beeping in the middle of a JL meeting Bruce almost flies to the zeta tube to make sure his family is alright.

When they explain everything and he gets to see his son—or everything that was left after that monster put his hands on him— all Bruce can say is.

“It’s good to see you again Junior.”

The kids will never understand why Bruce decided that sending his kid— who was clearly having a Joker related episode (One that they don’t understand either)— to live one week with HARLEY FUCKING QUINN and poison ivy was a good idea.

But that’s ok. It was theirs to understand and it wasn’t Bruce story to tell.

[gatutor]

Ivy Close (Stockton-on-Tees, Country Durham, United Kingdom, 15/06/1890-Goring, Oxfordshire, United Kingdom, 4/12/1968).

[ttrpgnoob]

If you are mad that Kipperlilly isn't getting a redemption (at least it isn't as set up as the other rat grinders) that's a little silly. Freshman year Penelope and Dayne were not given that chance, despite giving the same "just a teen who had some evil intentions brought out & honed in by a teacher" because it was obvious they had manipulated Ragh.

Kipperlilly murdered Buddy in front of Kristen, is now heavily implicated in orchestrating the murder/possesion of her entire party. I'm so sorry folks, she is just a tragic story of villainy.

[ewwww-what]

You guys don’t get it, they used to be the high 5 heroes. They used to be the high 5 heroes guys. They used to. They used to be starry eyed freshmen. They had to choose each other. They had to have awkward introductions. They had to pick that name together. I’m never okay ever.

[gretashand]

CUs of your favorite losers :^)

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