#Marketing de Performance

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Domine o Marketing Digital: Estratégias Comprovadas para Impulsionar Suas Vendas

Você já se perguntou por que algumas empresas têm sucesso estrondoso enquanto outras lutam para decolar? Bem, a resposta está no poder do marketing digital. Agora, eu sei o que você está pensando - "Mas eu já tentei estratégias de marketing digital antes e não vi os resultados esperados." Não se preocupe, você não está sozinho nessa jornada. Muitos empreendedores enfrentam desafios semelhantes ao tentar navegar no vasto oceano do marketing online. Mas aqui está a boa notícia: este artigo está prestes a mudar o jogo para você.

Descubra Como Criar Um Negócio Online E Vender Todos Os Dias!

Vamos mergulhar fundo nas estratégias de vendas em marketing digital, desvendando os mistérios por trás do sucesso e fornecendo um guia prático para transformar sua presença online. Prepare-se para descobrir insights valiosos, dicas acionáveis e abordagens inovadoras que irão revolucionar a forma como você faz negócios online. É hora de deixar para trás as frustrações e dar as boas-vindas ao crescimento exponencial. Vamos começar!

Conscientização (Topo do Funil)

No topo do funil de vendas, o objetivo principal é atrair a atenção do seu público-alvo e gerar consciência sobre sua marca, produtos ou serviços. Aqui estão algumas estratégias de marketing digital eficazes para esta fase:

SEO (Search Engine Optimization): Otimize seu conteúdo para mecanismos de busca, utilizando palavras-chave relevantes para o seu nicho. Isso ajudará a aumentar sua visibilidade online e atrair tráfego qualificado para o seu site.

Marketing de Conteúdo: Crie conteúdo relevante e valioso que responda às perguntas e necessidades do seu público-alvo. Isso pode incluir blogs, vídeos, infográficos, entre outros formatos.

Anúncios Pagos: Utilize campanhas de anúncios pagos em plataformas como Google Ads, Facebook Ads e LinkedIn Ads para alcançar um público mais amplo e segmentado.

Descubra Como Criar Um Negócio Online E Vender Todos Os Dias!

Consideração (Meio do Funil)

Na fase de consideração, os consumidores estão avaliando as opções disponíveis e considerando a compra. Aqui estão algumas estratégias de marketing digital para ajudá-los nesse processo:

E-mail Marketing: Envie e-mails personalizados com conteúdo relevante, ofertas especiais e informações sobre seus produtos ou serviços para nutrir leads e manter sua marca em mente durante o processo de decisão.

Marketing de Mídias Sociais: Mantenha um forte presença nas redes sociais, compartilhando conteúdo útil, interagindo com seu público e promovendo sua marca de forma autêntica.

Remarketing: Utilize o remarketing para direcionar anúncios específicos para usuários que já interagiram com seu site ou produtos anteriormente, incentivando-os a retornar e concluir a compra.

Conversão (Fundo do Funil)

Na fase de conversão, o objetivo é converter leads em clientes pagantes. Aqui estão algumas estratégias de marketing digital para impulsionar as conversões:

Landing Pages Otimizadas: Crie landing pages otimizadas, com um design atraente e uma proposta de valor clara, para incentivar os visitantes a tomar uma ação específica, como fazer uma compra ou preencher um formulário.

Testes A/B: Realize testes A/B em elementos-chave das suas páginas de destino, como títulos, chamadas para ação e formulários, para identificar o que gera melhores resultados e otimizar suas taxas de conversão.

Automatização de Marketing: Utilize ferramentas de automação de marketing para segmentar leads com base em seus comportamentos e interesses, e enviar mensagens personalizadas e relevantes para guiá-los pelo processo de compra.

Aprendendo a Vender uma Oferta Eficiente para Pessoas que Nunca me Viram! Mesmo Sem Produzir um Pingo de Conteúdo!

Fidelização (Pós-venda)

Após concluir uma venda, é crucial manter seus clientes engajados e satisfeitos para incentivá-los a fazer compras repetidas e se tornarem defensores da sua marca. Aqui estão algumas estratégias de marketing digital para promover a fidelização do cliente:

Programas de Fidelidade: Implemente programas de fidelidade que recompensem os clientes por compras repetidas, avaliações de produtos e referências. Use e-mails e notificações para manter os clientes informados sobre seus pontos e recompensas.

E-mail de Acompanhamento pós-venda: Envie e-mails de acompanhamento após a compra para agradecer aos clientes, fornecer informações úteis sobre o produto adquirido e oferecer suporte adicional, se necessário. Isso demonstra cuidado e ajuda a construir relacionamentos duradouros com os clientes.

Conteúdo Exclusivo: Ofereça acesso a conteúdo exclusivo, como webinars, guias de uso do produto e dicas de manutenção, para clientes existentes. Isso não só adiciona valor à experiência do cliente, mas também fortalece o vínculo emocional com sua marca.

Aprendendo a Vender uma Oferta Eficiente para Pessoas que Nunca me Viram! Mesmo Sem Produzir um Pingo de Conteúdo!

Advocacia (Além do Funil)

Clientes satisfeitos podem se tornar os maiores defensores da sua marca, ajudando a aumentar sua reputação e atrair novos clientes por meio de recomendações boca a boca. Aqui estão algumas estratégias para incentivar a advocacia do cliente:

Programas de Indicação: Crie programas de indicação que recompensem os clientes por recomendar sua marca a amigos e familiares. Ofereça incentivos, como descontos ou brindes, tanto para o cliente quanto para o novo cliente indicado.

Compartilhamento de Conteúdo: Incentive os clientes a compartilhar suas experiências positivas com sua marca nas redes sociais, fornecendo conteúdo compartilhável, como depoimentos de clientes, estudos de caso e vídeos de unboxing.

Engajamento da Comunidade: Construa uma comunidade online em torno da sua marca, onde os clientes possam interagir entre si, compartilhar dicas e experiências, e oferecer suporte mútuo. Isso ajuda a fortalecer os laços entre os clientes e promover a defesa da marca.

Descubra Como Criar Um Negócio Online E Vender Todos Os Dias!

E assim chegamos ao final deste emocionante passeio pelo mundo do marketing digital voltado para vendas. Espero que você tenha encontrado inspiração, aprendizado e, acima de tudo, confiança para aplicar essas estratégias em seu próprio negócio. Lembre-se sempre de que o sucesso no marketing digital não acontece da noite para o dia - é preciso consistência, criatividade e um compromisso contínuo com o aprendizado e a melhoria. Então, esteja preparado para experimentar, adaptar e evoluir ao longo do tempo. Com dedicação e determinação, não há limites para o que você pode alcançar. Estamos ansiosos para ver suas vitórias e conquistas no mundo digital. Até a próxima jornada de crescimento e sucesso!

O Padrão de Oferta muito mais poderoso que só montar um produto, uma página de vendas, tráfego ou funis!

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Marketing em Mídias Pagas: Estratégias Eficientes para Resultados Rápidos

O marketing em mídias pagas é uma das formas mais rápidas e eficazes para alcançar públicos específicos, aumentar o reconhecimento da marca e gerar conversões em curto prazo. Seja em plataformas de busca, redes sociais ou anúncios nativos, as mídias pagas oferecem uma gama de oportunidades para empresas de todos os tamanhos. Neste artigo, exploraremos o que é marketing em mídias pagas, suas…

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Performance Marketing

Aprende a sacar la máxima rentabilidad de tu negocio con estrategias de #PerformanceMarketing 📊

El Marketing de Performance se enfoca en medir el rendimiento y éxito de las campañas 📈 Se caracteriza por tener una constante optimización de sus estrategias, basados en el análisis de datos 🤓

Actualmente, es una de las áreas de #MarketingDigital con mayor crecimiento 🤩

Conoce algunas de sus ventajas: - Permite tener un control sobre el retorno de la inversión (ROI). - Te permite tomar decisiones más estratégicas. - Puedes realizar análisis de los resultados a tiempo real, para optimizar tus campañas.

Conoce más sobre el Performance Marketing: https://www.perform-ly.com/blog/marketing-performance/

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Robert De Niro, talking ad weirdness

“Whenever there is any doubt, there is no doubt.” A line from Robert De Niro in “Ronin,” one of my favorite movies. When you’re looking at this weekend’s ad performance on Monday morning and you see anything–anything–hinky, there is no doubt. Something’s wrong.Don’t listen to your marketing manager, your ad agency, or anybody else. You know there is no doubt.Now, what will you do?

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Laura Montague : Experte en Communication Digitale et Intelligence Artificielle chez KingLand

Découvrez comment Laura Montague, notre experte en #CommunicationDigitale et #IntelligenceArtificielle chez #KingLand, révolutionne le monde du #MarketingDigital avec des stratégies innovantes ! 🚀 Lisez notre dernier article pour plonger au cœur de l'#Innovation et apprendre comment la #Technologie et l'#IA peuvent transformer votre #StratégieNumérique. Portrait IA ♾ https://kingland.fr/laura-montague-experte-en-communication-digitale-et-intelligence-artificielle-chez-kingland/ Que vous soyez passionné par la #TransformationDigitale, cherchant à optimiser votre #SEO, ou à améliorer votre #GestionDeRéputation en ligne, Laura partage ses secrets pour réussir dans le numérique. 🌐 Ne ratez pas cette opportunité de booster votre présence en ligne avec des conseils d'une pro de la #CommunicationEnLigne ! 💡 Partagez cet article avec votre réseau pour propager l'innovation ! 🔗✨ #PerformanceDigitale #OptimisationWeb

L’Intelligence Artificielle au Service de la Stratégie Numérique Bienvenue dans l’univers de la communication digitale et de l’intelligence artificielle, où je, Laura Montague, me distingue en tant que Directrice des Relations Publiques chez KingLand. Ma mission est de fusionner l’excellence technique avec une stratégie de communication innovante, me positionnant comme une ressource…

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A Importância dos Testes em Anúncios Pagos: Como Maximizar o Desempenho de suas Campanhas de Publicidade

Descubra como maximizar o desempenho de seus anúncios pagos por meio de testes eficazes. Aumente suas conversões, ROI e sucesso em publicidade online agora mesmo!

Foto por Alena Darmel em Pexels.com Quando se trata de publicidade paga, muitas empresas investem uma grande quantidade de dinheiro em anúncios para alcançar seu público-alvo. No entanto, uma das práticas mais importantes e frequentemente negligenciadas é a realização de testes para garantir que seus anúncios estejam atingindo seus objetivos. Os testes são uma forma eficaz de identificar o que…

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Chris de Burgh - The Lady in Red 1986

"The Lady in Red" is a song by British-Irish singer-songwriter Chris de Burgh. It was released on 20 June 1986 as the second single from his eigth studio album Into the Light. The song was written in reference to his wife Diane, who used to come and watch him perform at his parents' hotel. He said that the song was inspired by the memory of when he first saw Diane, and how men so often cannot even remember what their wives were wearing when they first met.

It was a massive hit across the world, quickly becoming de Burgh's best-selling single and his signature song. It reached the number one position in Canada, the UK, Ireland, Norway, and the Flanders region of Belgium. It reached number three in the US during the spring of 1987. The song also propelled its parent album Into The Light to the number two position in the UK and success in other markets. The song tends to divide public opinion and it was voted the tenth most annoying song of all time in a poll commissioned by Dotmusic in 2000.

The song is briefly featured in a scene of the 2000 film American Psycho where Patrick Bateman is listening to the song while in his office, and in the 1988 Academy Award-winning film Working Girl during a slow dance scene. The song is featured in the 2004 film Dodgeball: A True Underdog Story, acting as the theme music for the character Fran Stalinovskovichdaviddivichski, who wears a red warmup suit. It is also featured in the 2024 film Deadpool & Wolverine, during the scene when the dog variant of Deadpool named Mary Puppins first appears.

"The Lady in Red" received a total of 55,8% yes votes.

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Working for Mammon

A/N: I can't get this dumb spider clown out of my head oh my gosh. Also you're a singer here. Jack of all trades ig. enjoy!!

Fizzarolli was his money maker- compared to the other business and people Mammon invested in, they were nothing compared to the imp. The only one who ever came close to the clown’s revenue was you. You were a close second. There were moments where your sales would rival Fizzarolli’s and you were the starlight in the sin’s eyes, only to be replaced by someone that burned brighter than you ever could. Then, of course, the imp goes and quits and you’re bumped from being second place, to first. 

Being number one comes with a lot of responsibilities. Sales cannot falter. You cannot falter. Not even for a moment. Any grand gesture or event that there is must be perfect. You’re marketable. And because of that, the Sin of Greed treasures oh so much. You may be a lower class demon, but you belong to him. Leaving you alone can bring all sorts of trouble, trouble that he isn’t going to tolerate. He dresses you in fine clothes, adorns you in sweet things that came from your pay- you deserve to own something nice that you worked so hard for is what he tells you. You are protected and cared for, treated like porcelain and pressured into a diamond.  

Ever since the abrupt departure of the imp clown, it’s clear that the Sin of Greed has a bit of an attachment issue. He hardly likes to leave you unattended just in case people start to whisper to you about just how covetous he is. He lost quite a profit with Fizzarolli and the Sin would never say it out loud, nor even entertain the idea, but it left him rattled. He treated him better than the underlings, but that isn’t saying much. Maybe he was given too much freedom and became involved with Asmodeus, and that put some wicked ideas into his head, but it’s a mistake that will not happen again. You have guards that take care of you, and there’s hardly a moment when Greed isn’t seen with you in public. He likes to know where you are- always calling and messaging, appearing if you haven’t answered within five minutes. He always has this scared look in his eyes, and he hands always clasp around your biceps, and it’s silent, as if he’s trying to contain his anger, and trying to mask any worry that he had, but it’s always noticeable with the appearance of his many eyes and the frown that’s stitched onto his face. He’s consuming, taking and wanting, and it’s never enough.

It comes to no surprise that the Sin of Greed desires to be around you at all times and in doing so, he always has a hand on you. It was different in the beginning. It felt possessive, like a child gripping onto their blanket, held in a fisted hand that won’t let go no matter how hard it’s tugged at. You remember the sore feeling, the way you were dragged around like a dog and unable to go anyway without his approval and without him. Now, it’s different. He holds your hand softly, interlaced and pulling you closer to him. You can lead him around so long as you squeeze his hand. In public, he has you pulled close to him- hands around your shoulders as he whispers for you to not mess up the performance, an arm pulling you close to him as you walk through a crowded area. He can’t seem to let go of you.

Your attention has to be on him constantly. In public during a talk show, you sit beside him and you look up at him, your hand interlaced with his, another free hand on your knee- the benefits of having multiple arms. You have to talk about him, mention how wonderful he is, and not look away. It feels marketable, there’s no intimacy to it. It’s all for show. But then you go to his home, and he whines and grumbles about everything and nothing at all as his head lays in your lap. He only sighs and mumbles something barely comprehensible when you begin to scratch the crown of his head. Or he’ll pull you close to him in private, watching some random movie, all for an excuse to have you close to him, desperate to just touch you, his hands scratching lightly at your side and splayed over the top of your thigh. He’ll twist at your hair and trace shapes against your skin, and sometimes, you forget that he’s a Sin. 

No matter how you look at it, you have to be marketable. You have to sell plushies, prints, keychains, chips and sodas and endorse perfume and clothes. And you have to sell sexbots. It took time to convince you to agree to have your likeness placed onto something that was going to be used for lewd purposes. It took even longer to convince Asmodeus to create them. But it was all worth it. The profits that came in were amazing, better than he could have ever expected. However, you still belong to him, and it comes to his attention just how creepy fans could be. Were they like this with Fizzarolli as well? No, surely he would have noticed.You’re no different than the imp that you replaced. But when he sees a fan try to get a picture of you in your dressing room, he feels angry. Rageful, even. He sees how panicky you get, and he loves how you cling to him in fear and for protection, but he hates seeing you so sad. For a brief moment, he reconsiders recalling the sexbots, but then he gets a notification that the bots are out of stock. He tells you that he’ll hire more security for you with a kiss on the top of your head. 

The Sin of Greed likes to act like he’s in a romantic relationship with you. He plans your outfits to match with his. It doesn’t have to be a direct copy of what he wears- honestly, he has some semblance of tact- but he wants to coordinate with you. The colors have to bounce off each other, the theme of the outfits, the jewelry, and accessories. He wants to match with you. It’s easy for people to start rumors that the two of you are together, and he doesn’t stop them. If people think you belong to him in a romantic way, it doesn't matter. The rumors do encourage him to be more touchy with you, to hold you closer and have a reason to not let you be alone. Sometimes he’ll play it up, talking about how pretty you are, and how your singing voice is even better in person and people should really buy tickets for your next performance. He’ll even mention how in the next act, he’ll come in with some throwing knives- just a bit of a kick to add to your performance. 

When he books you at a more high-end event, he likes to have you sing ballads. You confess to  him that you don’t know where to look during those types of songs. The more energetic ones are easier because you’re constantly moving and performing, but ballads are softer, and you can’t just look at strangers. He’d never admit to anyone that it was just a way to get you to look at him as something more than a manager. He tells you to look at him- to sing to him. During those few minutes where you long for him and declare your love and how you’d wish to kiss him again and again, nothing else matters to him. You sing to him, not to the others. You care only for him during those minutes until the song pauses and a new one comes along and you sing to him again and again. And what is he but greed personified, and the desire to hear you tell him that you wish for him and no one else, keeps your nights busy until your throat is too sore to sing.

As a clown, he takes great satisfaction in knowing people are laughing because of him. It fills his pockets with green and it keeps the masses entertained enough to keep coming back. It didn't matter who was laughing, it just mattered that he was getting paid. But then he makes you laugh. And it’s nice, and loud, and it’s your laughter that has him pausing and feeling his face grow warm. It’s uncontrollable, and your smile is lovely. Ever since he found out he likes your laugh, he does his best to keep your laughter going. He wants to hear it, to drown in it, to memorize the sound and never let another soul hear it. 

Mammon is a manager first and a sort-of-romantic partner second. He pushes you to be better than perfect. You can't afford to lose money. But when you’re at your limit, when you’re too exhausted and irritable, there are few times where you actively fight back and grow resentful and it frightens him. You don't talk to him, you avoid anything of his, you detach yourself from him.. Even if he does hold your hand, he can feel how cold you are. He hates how you affect him so much. If he makes you upset, he makes up for it but it's always half-hearted. Mammon tells you that he didn't mean to push you so hard, but he wants you to be perfect. He cares for you so much, he knows that you can be better than the imp. So he sits beside you, grumbles something that isn't an apology and he looks so sad, you can't help but forgive him. He'll pull you close in private and tell you how you did such a good job, that you're his treasure and star and where would he be without you.

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imagine a tumblr simulator set in the velvet goldmine universe lmfao

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DNI if you still support br*an sl*de after the shooting hoax. what he did was fucking unacceptable and pathetic. the panic and heartbreak on the dashboard that day was absolutely traumatizing. and the fact that it was all for cheap publicity makes it even more despicable. if you HAVE to listen to his records the least you could do is buy them secondhand

#so glad curt never cut that record with him

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i got new boots! seeing the flaming creatures tonight :-) life is good

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sorry but the sladewild narrative is CRAAAAZY. like imagine you start off as a nobody performer and becoming enthralled by this rockstar after he shows up your act and you end up becoming famous by being inspired by his stage presence AND YOU BECOME FAMOUS ENOIGH TO GO TO AMERICA AND MEET THIS GUY AND YOUR LABELS START FABRICATING A RELATIONSHIP BETWEEN U TWO TO GENERATE PUBLICITY FOR YOUR NEW ALBUM BUT THEN YOU ACTUALLY FALL IN LOVE AND HAVE TO KEEP IT A SECRET BUT THEN THE PAPARAZZI FINDS OUT AND YOU HAVE A HUGE FALLING OUT BUT THEN A FEW WEEKS LATER YOURE SPOTTED IN THE CROWD AT THE DEATH TO GLITTER SHOW

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lmfao WHAT are you talking about. swear to god i’m sick of you invasive freaks trying to make things up about real peoples lives. the part about the labels trying to market slade and wild as a couple isn’t even true. yes they were heavily publicized as close friends but they never admitted to being in a relationship. also receipts on brian being at the death to glitter show???? stop spreading false information

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anyways watch out for my new sladewild maxwell demon tour era fic that will be published in my next zine 💋

#my mutual was literally next to him in the crowd.

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at the Sombrero Club with the glamrocktuals YAYYYY

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Hangover.

#we may have made. mistakes. #also we think brian slade’s former manager was in the booth behind us

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WHY ARE WE PITTING THREE BAD BITCHES AGAINST EACH OTHER

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better question WHY ARE VENUS IN FURS LOSING GUYS CMON ITS OBVIOUSLY THE RATS

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do you people hate dykes

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Anyone else feel like this Tommy stone guy showed up out of nowhere?

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Well…. it’s been a fun time on the road with Malcolm & co. (@/theflamingcreatures) but in the months following the hoax and the death to glitter tribute I’ve been feeling more and more inclined to move on. idk. i know there’s still an active tumblr community but in the real life scene it feels like everyone’s just…. given up. I’ll be starting a new job soon and won’t have a lot of time to post. Might delete this blog in the near future. remember to support local shows and keep being yourself

#a.journal

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word on the street is that mandy slade divorced brian???? lmao get his ass

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[#finally i have a chance with her]

you’re funny if you think any of us on this site have an inkling of a chance with her

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Just found this on the sidewalk. does anyone know what it is?

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Marketing de Performance: O Guia Completo para Resultados Imediatos

O Marketing de Performance tem se consolidado como uma das principais abordagens dentro do marketing digital moderno. Focado em resultados mensuráveis, essa estratégia oferece um retorno sobre o investimento (ROI) direto e transparente para empresas de diversos tamanhos e segmentos. Neste guia, exploramos profundamente o conceito, as ferramentas, e as técnicas essenciais para quem deseja obter…

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Hagsploitation truly is the horror sub-genre that keeps on giving. Sparked by the unexpected success of 1962’s What Ever Happened to Baby Jane? in the 1960s and 70s, maturing female stars of golden age Hollywood extended their careers by swallowing their pride, embracing their inner scream queen and plunging into exploitation shockers: think of Joan Crawford, Bette Davis, Tallulah Bankhead, Olivia de Havilland, Agnes Moorehead and Shelley Winters starring in the likes of Strait-Jacket, Hush �� Hush … Sweet Charlotte, Berserk, Lady in a Cage, Die Die My Darling, Dear Dead Delilah and especially the “question movies” Whoever Slew Auntie Roo?, What’s the Matter with Helen? and What Ever Happened to Aunt Alice? Roaring back from career doldrums (I last remember her playing Miley Cyrus’ mother), 61-year-old Demi Moore finds herself in a similar position in director Coralie Fargeat’s grisly and stylish satire The Substance. In a gutsy, exposed (in every sense) performance, Moore plays Elisabeth Sparkle, a middle-aged television celebrity abruptly fired by ageist and sexist network executive Dennis Quaid (really chomping the scenery). Despondent, Elisabeth takes desperate measures to rejuvenate her “best self” with a mysterious unregulated black market scientific procedure called The Substance … and things swiftly unravel. Characterized by stunning art direction and a visceral sound design that emphasizes every repulsive squelching noise, The Substance ratchets up maximum dread and offers a goldmine of knowing movie references: Basket Case. Carrie. Death Becomes Her. Every single David Cronenberg “body horror” flick but particularly The Fly. Thematically, it reminded me of two specific b-movies from the late 1950s: The Wasp Woman and The Leech Woman, in which the anti-heroine experiments with science (or voodoo) to restore youth and beauty with monstrous consequences (and – it must be noted - these films make their point with a fraction of The Substance’s budget and two hour-and 40-minute running time). The Substance is bound to be divisive. There was multiple “walk outs” when I saw it. And has Fargeat lost control of the material by the ultra-gory splatter fest finale? However you cut it, it’s a wild ride and destined for cult status.

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Seville's Heartbeat (Pablo Gavi.)

Summary: Gavi proudly introduces his girlfriend, Y/N, to Seville's rich culture through historic landmarks, local cuisine, and flamenco. Their journey culminates at the Feria de Abril, where Y/N joins in the festivities, deepening their bond and beginning their shared exploration of Seville's traditions.

Gavi had always been proud of his hometown, Seville, with its rich history and vibrant culture.

When he met Y/N, his foreign girlfriend, he couldn't wait to show her everything that made Seville special.

One sunny morning, Gavi took Y/N on a stroll through the narrow, cobblestone streets of the old town. The air was filled with the scent of orange blossoms as they passed by centuries-old buildings adorned with intricate Moorish architecture.

"This is the Real Alcázar," Gavi explained, pointing to the majestic palace ahead.

"It's a UNESCO World Heritage site, and the gardens are absolutely stunning."

Y/N was captivated by the beauty of the palace and its lush gardens, where peacocks roamed freely among the fountains and orange trees.

She took countless photos, wanting to remember every detail.

As they continued their walk, they stumbled upon a bustling market in Plaza del Salvador.

The aroma of freshly baked bread and grilled meats wafted through the air, tempting them to sample traditional Andalusian delicacies.

"This is where locals come to shop for fresh produce and enjoy tapas," Gavi said, ordering a plate of jamón ibérico and manchego cheese for them to share. Y/N savored the flavors, delighted by the authenticity of the food.

In the evening, Gavi surprised Y/N with tickets to a flamenco show at a small, intimate tablao.

The passionate music and intricate dance moves left Y/N spellbound, her heart racing with the rhythm of the castanets.

"This is flamenco," Gavi whispered, his eyes fixed on the stage.

"It's more than just a dance; it's a way of expressing emotions and telling stories."

Y/N nodded, understanding the intensity and passion behind the performance. She could feel the energy reverberating through the room, connecting her to centuries of Andalusian culture.

On their final day together, Gavi took Y/N to experience the Feria de Abril, Seville's famous spring fair.

The fairgrounds were alive with color, filled with hundreds of casetas (decorated tents) where families gathered to eat, drink, and dance sevillanas.

"This is our most cherished tradition," Gavi said, leading Y/N into a caseta where his friends and family awaited them.

They were welcomed warmly, and Y/N was introduced to everyone as Gavi's girlfriend from abroad.

Throughout the day, they indulged in traditional dishes like paella and churros, and Y/N even tried on a colorful flamenco dress, joining in the dancing with newfound friends.

As the sun set over the fairgrounds, Gavi and Y/N sat together, savoring the moment.

"Thank you for sharing all of this with me," Y/N said, leaning against Gavi's shoulder.

Gavi smiled, knowing that he had given Y/N a glimpse into the heart and soul of Seville.

"There's so much more to explore," he said softly, his hand finding hers.

And as they watched fireworks light up the night sky, they knew that their adventure together was only just beginning.

[arcadianambivalence]

IWTV S2E2 and History

One thing I really appreciate about this show is how it interacts with its historical setting. I worried that when Louis and Claudia left New Orleans last season, the show would start to shirk the historical details, but the latest episode has given me enough historical tidbits to chew on (pun intended).

Hidden behind the humor of lines like "Paris is shit" and the thrill of meeting other vampires, there's a sense of foreboding lingering beside the recent traumas.

As with the first episode of season 2, Louis and Claudia are surrounded by reminders of war, even if they do not have the context (or empathy) for the survivors they encounter. Claudia complains that she has to pick twice as many pockets to get by, but the two are still able to afford an apartment. Meanwhile, food staples and clothing are still rationed, but people and pigeons are easy to come by.

"Paris was Nazi scar tissue at the time..."

Louis explains, but the scars historically ran deeper than a tourist (and Louis is The stereotypical tourist in this episode) could understand. Blackouts, food shortages, rations, soldiers, and refugees linger at the corners of the episode.

Even Madeline is introduced to us by a man warning Claudia that she was a collaborator or Nazi sympathizer (he does a subtle salute and points to the shop window), which will certainly influence how the next episodes take her through her narrative beats.

The plays performed by the Théâtre des Vampires cross 1920s to 1940s expressionism with absurdity and horror. Even after all this time, Louis is unenthused about the theatrical performances.

"The plays were weird. They always ended in death or some kind of cruel, barely motivated violence."

Armand's reply is dulled by the onstage spectacle:

"Life is cruel. Life is violent. [...] It was all a seduction to lure the cattle into a willing belief of disbelief."

It's a line that is all the more concerning if you know where the story is going...

Annika, the doomed woman onstage, is from Belgium, yet another country recovering from occupation and war. When she desperately tries to convince the audience to flee (not just for them to help her, but to save themselves), she speaks Dutch, so neither the French nor English-speaking audience members understand her.

Still in character, Santiago pretends to offer her a choice. She could live if she gives up someone to die in her place, if she, as the phrase goes, "turns someone in." First, he offers to take her husband, and she refuses. Then he offers to take her son, and again she refuses. Finally, he points to a man in the audience. She nods vigorously, but it's a cruel joke.

Santiago has already made up his mind about her. He addresses the man, warning him against trusting his neighbors:

"They'll give you up in a wink."

As if someone who spent the last five years in occupied France would need reminding.

The warning is for us, the viewers.

Later, the troupe takes Louis and Claudia to a mansion, ostensibly to eat people who, apparently, hoarded resources from the black market. Another show for Claudia and Louis, tourists who still think of themselves as the "good" vampires. Because why would a troupe of vampires concern themselves with that? They don't need anything from the black market. They don't eat anything from the black market. Where was this sense of justice in recent years?

As with Annika, it's yet another excuse to enact cruel and public violence against people they consider less than them.

So when Santiago's introductory prologue includes lines like:

"Being vampires, and by nature superior to you mortals, we can [...] disrupt your tiny ship called human decency."

"Our jobs, which is at the heart of it, to laugh alongside your misery while you cry and scream for more."

"Everything you're about to see is real. Remember that when you leave here tonight. You are all complicit [...] I love you for it."

You know things are not going to get better for Louis and Claudia.

[muiitoloko]

A few days ago I remembered some videos/posts that talked about how Judge Turpin and Minister Frollo (The Hunchback of Notre-Dame) looked alike, well, imagine if our dear Turpin had a partner with a strong personality like Esmeralda has, who doesn't obey the judge's orders and one of her biggest hobbies is to irritate him (whether by doing silly things like pasting drawings on his things or even something like leaving the house when he had said no) but despite everything they get along well and love each other in their own way

You don't have to write about it, only if you want to of course, I just had to ramble about it with someone

(Isso tá remoendo minha cabeça desde o final de semana juro pra ti 😭)

Title: The Witch and the Judge.

Summary: Despite everything, Judge Turpin loved his damned gypsy.

Pairing: Judge Turpin × Fem! Reader

Warnings: none

Author's Notes: Haha, can you imagine Judge Turpin dealing with a partner like that? It would be like trying to control a whirlwind with a mind of its own! 😄 But hey, who knows, maybe underneath all that irritation, they'd find a strange sort of harmony. Love can be weird like that!

Your life with Judge Richard Turpin is a complex dance of irritation and affection, a performance that seems to bewilder and entrap him in equal measure. Despite his stern demeanor and the cruel reputation that precedes him, his infatuation with you is a peculiar mix of fascination and frustration, which you wield with the deftness of a seasoned performer.

One crisp morning, you decide to step out into the bustling streets of London without his permission. Dressed in your colorful gypsy attire, you wander through the market square, the scent of fresh bread and spices filling the air. The whispers and stares of townsfolk follow you, a stark contrast to the grim respect they show Turpin. When you finally return, his expression is a storm of fury and relief.

"Where have you been?" he demands, his baritone voice echoing through the grand halls of the mansion. You merely smile, a knowing glint in your eye, and brush past him, leaving him to stew in his mixed emotions.

On another occasion, the mischievous glint in your eye turns towards his prized judicial robes. Waiting until he is preoccupied with one of his many cruel decrees, you sneak into his chambers and don the imposing black garb. The heavy fabric swirls around you as you stand before the mirror, mimicking his haughty stance and imperious glare.

When he finds you, he is momentarily struck silent by the absurdity of the sight. His stern mask cracks, revealing a flicker of amusement before the inevitable exasperation sets in. "You are impossible," he mutters, shaking his head. You laugh, a light and teasing sound that softens his scowl.

Perhaps the most audacious stunt you pull involves the elaborate wooden closet in his study. With a cunning and agility that both amazes and infuriates him, you manage to tie him up inside, gagging him with one of his own silk cravats. You then stride into his courtroom, his robes billowing around you, and take his place on the bench.

The courtroom murmurs in confusion, but none dare question the judge—your judge. You bang the gavel, summoning an authoritative tone. "Order in the court," you declare, relishing the power. The charade lasts only a few minutes before Beadle Bamford bursts in, eyes wide with shock and horror at the sight of you impersonating his master.

Beadle grabbed you firmly by the arm and led you out, his grip tight and his face a mask of concern. You allowed yourself to be guided, playing the part of the innocent and bewildered gypsy wife.

He whisked you into Judge Turpin's office, his steps quick and urgent. "Tell me where the Judge is, now!" Beadle demanded, his voice sharp with worry.

You tapped a finger against your cheek thoughtfully, pretending to ponder. "Oh, Judge Turpin? Hmm... I seem to recall now. I believe I left him somewhere."

Suddenly, a muffled buzzing noise filled the room, as if someone was screaming but gagged. Beadle's eyes narrowed, his patience wearing thin. "What have you done this time?"

With a flourish, you pointed towards the large wooden closet in the corner of the study. "Why don't you take a look inside, Beadle?"

Beadle hesitated for a moment, then approached the closet cautiously. With a swift motion, he opened the door and Judge Turpin tumbled out, bound and gagged, falling into Beadle's arms. Turpin's eyes blazed with anger and humiliation, but his words were muffled by the silk cravat gagging him.

"You! You treacherous witch!" Turpin's voice was muffled but filled with venom. "I'll have you hanged for this!"

Beadle swiftly removed the gag from Turpin's mouth, allowing him to spew threats and curses. Turpin squirmed in Beadle's grasp, struggling to free himself. "Beadle, you fool! Release me at once! This is insubordination!"

Beadle obeyed with a reluctant nod, releasing Judge Turpin who stumbled to his feet, his face contorted with rage and embarrassment. As Beadle swiftly exited the study, leaving you alone with the seething judge, you turned to face him, the smirk on your face only serving to further incense him.

Turpin lunged towards you, his baritone voice thundering, "You damn gypsy witch! What foul magic have you used on me this time?" His hooked nose twitched with disdain as he grabbed you by the shoulders, his grip tight and unyielding.

You met his furious gaze with a playful glint in your eyes, pretending to be both innocent and provocative at the same time. "Oh, my dear Judge," you cooed, your voice sweet and mocking, "I just wanted to remind you how it feels to be at my mercy."

Turpin's anger only seemed to grow, but beneath it, there was a familiar gleam of desire. "You are an infuriating creature," he growled, his face inches from yours. "You toy with me like a cat with a mouse. Do you take pleasure in humiliating me?"

You chuckled softly, not breaking eye contact. "Maybe a little," you admitted, your hands reaching up to gently touch his face, tracing the lines of his furrowed brow. "But you love it, don't you, Richard? Admit it."

Turpin's expression softened slightly, his sharp features relaxing under your touch. His voice was quieter now, filled with a mix of frustration and longing. "You bewitch me, woman," he muttered, his breath warm against your skin. "I should have you arrested for this insolence."

You leaned in closer, your lips almost brushing against his ear. "But you won't," you whispered, your voice a low murmur filled with promise. "Because deep down, you want me just as much as I want you."

Turpin's grip on your shoulders loosened, his resolve weakening. "You are a dangerous temptation," he admitted, his voice barely above a whisper. "I should resist you."

"But you won't," you repeated, a playful smile spreading across your face. "Because I'm the only one who truly understands you, Richard. The only one who can challenge you."

Turpin's hands slid from your shoulders to your waist, pulling you closer until your bodies were pressed together. His voice was low and urgent. "You infuriate me to no end, woman," he breathed, his lips finding yours in a possessive kiss.

You melted into his embrace, knowing that despite his harsh words, you held a power over him that no one else could match. As his hands roamed over your body, you whispered against his lips, "Just admit it, Richard. You love me."

Turpin pulled away slightly, his dark eyes boring into yours. "Damn you," he muttered, his voice thick with desire and frustration. "I love you, you wretched gypsy."

You smirked, tracing a finger along the edge of his jawline. "And I love you, my Judge," you replied, your voice filled with equal parts affection and mischief.

Turpin's lips curved into a reluctant smile, a rare sight, as he watched you waltz away in his judge's robes. His eyes followed your figure, a mixture of frustration and reluctant admiration evident in his expression. He shook his head slightly, knowing that your antics would continue to both infuriate and intrigue him.

As you reached the doorway, ready to disappear around the corner, Turpin acted swiftly, stepping forward to close the distance between you. He wrapped his arms around you from behind, pulling you firmly against his chest. His hooked nose buried in your hair, he inhaled deeply, the scent of your wildflowers and spice overwhelming his senses.

"Damn witch," Turpin murmured softly, his voice a mixture of exasperation and desire. "You've bewitched me from the moment I saw you."

You tilted your head back, looking up at him with a playful glint in your eyes. "Have I, Judge?" you teased, knowing full well the effect you had on him.

Turpin's grip tightened around you, his baritone voice low and urgent. "Yes, you have," he admitted gruffly. "And now, my dear, it's time for you to learn your place."

You raised an eyebrow, feigning innocence. "And what place is that, Judge?" Your voice was teasing, but there was an underlying challenge in your tone.

His lips brushed against your ear as he whispered, "Today, I'll be teaching you how to be a proper wife."

Your heart skipped a beat at his words, a mix of anticipation and curiosity washing over you. Turpin's intentions were clear, yet you couldn't help but smile mischievously.

Before he could act further, you danced out of his embrace, slipping away from his hold. With a flick of your wrist, you threw off the judge's robes, letting them fall to the floor. You turned to face him, standing there in your gypsy attire, a smirk playing on your lips.

Turpin's eyes followed your every move, a mixture of frustration and desire evident in his gaze. As you began to walk away, he couldn't resist any longer. He lunged forward, capturing you in his arms once again. This time, he didn't let you slip away.

"I warned you, you vexing woman," he growled, his lips finding yours in a fierce kiss. His hands moved possessively over your body, pulling you closer against him.

You melted into his embrace, knowing that despite his stern exterior, he was captivated by you in ways he couldn't resist. His kisses were demanding, his touch possessive, but there was a rawness in his desire that matched your own.

When he finally released you, Turpin rested his forehead against yours, his breath mingling with yours. "You are a maddening creature," he admitted, his voice low and husky. "But you're mine."

You smiled, tracing a finger along his jawline. "And you're mine, Richard," you replied softly, your voice filled with a warmth that surprised even you.

Turpin's eyes softened as he looked at you, a reluctant smile tugging at his lips. "Come," he said finally, taking your hand in his. "Let's put an end to these games for now."

You followed him willingly, knowing that while your playful antics had brought you closer together, there was much more to discover about the complex dance that had entwined your lives.

[eopederson]

Late afternoon stained glass projections on gothic arches, Washington National Cathedral, 8th December 2004.

Posting this to celebrate an amazing month of music with more to come. Yesterday we were awed by a presentation of Handel's Messiah (written as a musical offering for the Easter season, but worth hearing in December) in the National Cathedral. The oratorio was written for theater performance, but it is well suited to the acoustic of the cathedral. That followed a Friday concert by the Folger Consort playing my favorite composition for the holiday season, Marc-Antoine Charpentier's Messe de minuit pour Noël. In addition there have been several fantastic concerts at the Library of Congress with two more to come before the holiday.

We finished yesterday with a celebratory dinner at Le Piquette, our favorite bistro in DC, and I enjoyed a well-prepared cassoulet, the second best I have had outside of France. [For those resident in the PNW, Cafe Campagne in Seattle's Pike Place Market serves the absolute best, a delight of a quality I would expect at a good bistro in France]. It was an amazing weekend in the midst of an amazing month.