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denimbex1986 · 9 months ago

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'Andrew Scott: do I want to be him, snog him, or just watch everything he ever appears in? I think it’s all three. Either way, from now on I’m going to ask everyone I meet if they agree that he is the greatest actor of our generation. If they don’t, sorry, we cannot be friends.

Not everyone loved the BBC’s lavish adaptation of Nancy Mitford’s The Pursuit of Love (I did), but everyone who watched it agreed on one thing: Scott, who played louche bright young thing Lord Merlin, lit up every second of his screen time. As we watched him dancing to T-Rex in silk pyjama suit with a harem of beautiful people following him around, we wanted to have a pyjama party in his honour.

He became a legend of this nation as Fleabag’s Hot Priest, the gin and tonic-drinking clergyman who ensured that the second series of Phoebe Waller-Bridge’s hit show was even better than the first. It was an emotional rollercoaster: we sobbed and got hot under the dog collar. Paloma Faith spoke for us all when she infamously told Scott on the Graham Norton sofa that she’d needed “alone time” after watching the show.

But we bow down to him as the very best actor we have right now because of a long career of stellar performances, elevated by his own personal life philosophy. “Acting without humour is bad manners – it’s not the way human beings work,” he said last year in an interview for Elizabeth Day’s How To Fail podcast. That’s the key to his brilliance: he brings both humanity and levity to all of his characters.

The first time I ever saw him was on stage in Birdland at the Royal Court, back in 2014 as a rock star going off the rails in a metallic jacket. He’d already played Moriarty in Sherlock by then and won a Bafta for being the best thing in the show, but I had no idea who he was (I don’t watch things about men who are really good at doing maths in their heads). I still remember sitting at the back of the circle and thinking: that man is a star. His performance was vintage Scott: manic charisma, sexy but in a way that felt a bit dangerous, all with a vulnerable tenderness at its heart.

He’s an actor who can do the biggies. In 2017 he played Hamlet, making the prince into a sensitive man whose life has become unmoored by grief. I saw the nearly four hour running time of Robert Icke’s production and went to the theatre with a visceral sense of martyrdom, but Scott made it feel like it wasn’t long enough. It was the first time I’d watched Hamlet and not fallen asleep; usually I wake up and everyone on the stage is dead. But Scott made it so that I could understand every word he was saying… suddenly I understood why everyone else liked it so much.

And as Garry Essendine in Noel Coward’s Present Laughter in 2019, he picked up a host of gongs including Best Actor at our Evening Standard Theatre Awards. Not only did his hilarious performance light up our summer, but the production had an important political meaning too, allowing the queer subtext in Coward’s work to be openly expressed. As Scott himself said in his acceptance speech, “I think sometimes [Coward is] accused of being a dusty old playwright but he smuggles through comedy really modern ideas about sexuality and gender. He sort of says it’s okay to live a life that’s less ordinary.”

But whatever he’s in, he always becomes the bit you never forget. Psychotic taxi driver in Black Mirror? Tick. Upper class World War One officer getting through the trauma with gallows humour in 1917? Tick. Welsh bookshop owner disowned by his family for being gay, who made us cry every tear in our body in Pride? Tick. Priest who would make you hotfoot to confession (even though you are an atheist) in Fleabag? As we know, tick, tick, tick.

His next project is playing Tom Ripley in a new mega-series about Patricia Highsmith’s enigmatic con artist, alongside Johnny Flynn and Dakota Fanning, and we already know Scott will make us forget every other Ripley depiction we’ve ever seen – apols Matt Damon.'

Andrew Scott been awesome

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gabbysdawsons · 3 years ago

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I wanna know about dead lucy's wedding if she could have one and josh too

oooo boy this is gonna be a long ask because I have so many wedding ideas for Lucy sjdjdj

okay so, assuming she had stayed alive, she would have married Ryan

i mean they were head over heels in love; like the forever kind of love

Lucy has been planning her wedding since she was like five, okay. Full Caroline Forbes energy from her here.

it can’t really be too expensive though because her family doesn’t have a ton of money, and uh, Ryan probably got disowned for getting engaged to her in the first place lets be real

but this doesn’t stop her from going all out

they don’t have a venue or anything, but Derek volunteers to spruce up the property near the Hale house for their wedding.

Lucy buys like a boatload of those fairy lights, and ribbons and it just looks stunning at night.

the best way I can describe it is like a fairy tale garden, but also kinda like Bella and Edward’s wedding

Josh is the best man, Carolyn is the maid of honour

Lucy’s dress is so pretty, I can’t. what money they didn’t spend on decorations or food they spent on her dress and you can tell.

its just long enough to cover her ankles but not touch the ground because dirt. it has this faint floral pattern on it, and an illusion neckline with lace.

her hair is half up half down, and she’s got the whole small delicate flower crown thing going on.

point is, Lucy looks stunning.

ryan’s still got some fancy suits left over so he wears one of those.

the way he looks at her when she walks down the aisle though… damn.

they have like… 10 guests they actually invited and then everyone else is just the Hale Family cause they’re on their property.

damn now I get the whole being sad over a wedding that will never happen…

and onto Josh we go.

If you think Josh doesn’t marry Scott you are Wrong.

they have been through too much crazy shit together to not stay together forever

once again, not super fancy because Josh has never dressed up a day in his life and they really just don’t want something over the top.

they do rent an actual venue though. It’s this old mansion that Josh is certain is haunted, which weirdly enough, is almost comforting to him.

Lydia took the planning upon herself and neither really bothered arguing with her,

The whole damn pack was invited, the party after was insane.

they actually somehow managed to con Derek into giving a speech and it’s surprisingly heartfelt.

Stiles goes in for so long that Josh has to lead him away from the mic.

in my head this is all happening while Home II by Dotan is playing.

#ask: Lucy #lucy x ryan #lucy sable #fic: dead lucy #ask: josh #josh sable #josh x scott #answer #fandomqueenlove #my babies!!!#thank you so much for asking!!

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florenciafms · 3 years ago

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fivel stewart & she/they / genderqueer ‷ watch out , FLORENCIA MORRISON has crash-landed into roswell !! they look twenty-four years old and celebrate their birthday on march 7th. they are from san diego, california, reside in neptune ave and are currently working as the owner of the stalk market florist. one thing you should know about them is their parents are big-shot lawyers in california‷

born to highly respected defense attorneys nori tanaka-morrison and scott morrison.

she lowkey got money?! but its their parents money so do they REALLY have money?! i’ll let u decide.

has always been expected to be very prim and proper

shes honestly ??? v shy. SO shy. scared of her own shadow probably. has to breathe thru a paper bag before making any phone call.

not that great at talking to new ppl ?? easily intimidated. the fact that shes friends w milena will be a mystery to us all. but they are grateful for milena n the rest of the girl gang xoxo luv yall

they tried to expand their social horizons their sophomore year but they were whisked out of san diego and had to finish their senior year in a new town / state / school so they pretty much hid back in their lil shell until they graduated.

she moved to roswell her sophomore year of high school to live with her brother, edwin. he figured they would thrive better in a place like roswell FAR AWAY from their parents. still, the pressure was on them because the morrisons expected them back in california to attend stanford once they graduated.

their parents wanted them to major in law and follow in their footsteps, but florencia turned to statistics instead. it wasn’t what she wanted to do, either, but she knew she could spend less time at university and her parents would still respect a degree in statistics since it could lead to so much more. also, they managed a minor in plant biology without their parents finding out.

once they graduated from stanford, they moved back to roswell to live with their brother. he actually did follow their parents career paths and was a successful lawyer in roswell. with his help ( and money ) she was able to open the stalk market florist earlier this year.

has definitely dressed up as flo from progressive for halloween

loves dressing up for halloween?! and just loves going all out for holidays

oh also if florencia is too much for yall honestly call her flo she doesn’t care. just don’t make aunt flo jokes they’ll cry.

sees a therapist every week to try and work on herself

journals due to said therapist

very insecure abt. well, everything. they feels like they’re a failure because they’re not anything like either of her parents and doesn’t really wanna be a lawyer ? she just wants to study her plants and go.

that bitch who has Succulents™️

literally just has dirt in jars and lil plants sprouting out of them

probably talks to her plants more than any person

um?! they’re a lesbian!!!!! love that for her. wish she hasn’t shoved herself in the back of the closet tho.

yes i hate that they’re in the closet but im excited to write it too WHEW this bitch gna be!!!! confused at all times. catch her chugging wine around any attractive woman ( so everyone?! )

INTERNALIZED HOMOPHOBIA TW

they were born and raised roman catholic and while they don’t see the problem with OTHER people being gay / bi / lesbian they sees a problem with THEMSELF being a lesbian. she’s happy for everyone else tho. shes proud of yall!

because her parents focused heavily on their faith while raising her ( even though they definitely didn’t stick to all beliefs ) she far too scared to ever mention anything to them because she knows that they would disown her immediately. even living with their brother, they can barely admit to themselves that they may have feelings / attraction towards women.

when it comes to her gender identity, she’s really indifferent. it’s easy and familiar to use feminine pronouns, especially when around her family. however, they don’t mind they/them pronouns either. same with gendered terms. they’re okay with sis, bro, girl, etc.

WANTED CONNECTIONS:

i’ll set up a proper wanted connections page but here are some ideas!!

maybe a girl who flirts with her ?? she gets all flustered cus she doesn’t really know what flirting looks like and she’s already awkward enough as it is

anyone who comes to the flower shop!!! maybe someone who shows up a lot and always is buying flowers for someone new. flo nevers asks questions but just know they’re always ��👀

maybe the classic found family trope!! she lives with her brother but i’m keeping him as an npc. i’d love people who are close to them and like their lil roswell family. if any older charas wanna become the loving mother / father figures they need.

ok that’s quick but im good at brainstorming I PROMISE just let me know!!!

#idk do i tag it again #i untagged the last one so why not #roswellintro

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florenciafms-archive · 3 years ago

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born to highly respected defense attorneys nori tanaka-morrison and scott morrison.

she lowkey got money?! but its their parents money so do they REALLY have money?! i’ll let u decide.

has always been expected to be very prim and proper

shes honestly ??? v shy. SO shy. scared of her own shadow probably. has to breathe thru a paper bag before making any phone call.

not that great at talking to new ppl ?? easily intimidated. the fact that shes friends w milena will be a mystery to us all. but they are grateful for milena n the rest of the girl gang xoxo luv yall

has definitely dressed up as flo from progressive for halloween

loves dressing up for halloween?! and just loves going all out for holidays

oh also if florencia is too much for yall honestly call her flo she doesn’t care. just don’t make aunt flo jokes they’ll cry.

sees a therapist every week to try and work on herself

journals due to said therapist

that bitch who has Succulents™️

literally just has dirt in jars and lil plants sprouting out of them

probably talks to her plants more than any person

um?! they’re a lesbian!!!!! love that for her. wish she hasn’t shoved herself in the back of the closet tho.

yes i hate that they’re in the closet but im excited to write it too WHEW this bitch gna be!!!! confused at all times. catch her chugging wine around any attractive woman ( so everyone?! )

INTERNALIZED HOMOPHOBIA TW

WANTED CONNECTIONS:

i’ll set up a proper wanted connections page but here are some ideas!!

maybe a girl who flirts with her ?? she gets all flustered cus she doesn’t really know what flirting looks like and she’s already awkward enough as it is

anyone who comes to the flower shop!!! maybe someone who shows up a lot and always is buying flowers for someone new. flo nevers asks questions but just know they’re always 👀👀

ok that’s quick but im good at brainstorming I PROMISE just let me know!!!

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derl30 · 4 years ago

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ALTERED STATES REVIEW TIME!

OK, this tumblr is, today, a vehicle for me to review ALTERED STATES. And you (the one person who stumbled on this review two-hundred years from n- oh who am I kidding, when the aliens from A.I. who show up to thaw out Haley Joel Osment and the teddy bear who was the real hero of that movie find this) should be very excited about this. Because this movie is insane. And highly entertaining.

Yes, the movie poster looks like ass. If I told you this was a movie where William Hurt (not the William Hurt from that awful 90's Lost in Space remake, or the one who slept through an entire performance as Duke Leto in the Syfy miniseries of Dune. This is before the body snatchers got him) took ayahuasca and got in a isolation tank and it blew his mind so hard he started devolving into a neanderthal and creating dimensional portals and he couldn't stop because he was addicted to finding the truth of existence... Well you wouldn't get that from this poster, would you? So let's move on. Shall we?

The film opens in 1967 with William Hurt's character, psychopathologist Edward Jessup, already immersed in a sensory deprivation tank, whilst his colleague and “buddy” Bob Balaban (he's just Bob Balaban in everything I'm not giving you his character's name look it up yourself if it's bugging you so much) oversees.

Now, you may notice I put buddy in quotes. The reason for that is that Jessup is a self-obsessed ass who seemingly has no reason to be around other people unless he can expound to them one of his various monologues. Bob Balaban barely gets a word in edgewise throughout the entire film. Bob Balaban.

See, Jessup loves the sensory deprivation tank experience. Unsurprisingly, as it allows him to be completely alone with himself for hours.

Later, at perhaps the lamest party ever, a bunch of faculty are chilling out and listening to the Doors. Everyone we see is talking about Jessup. Why? Well, much as Jessup is obsessed with himself, everyone else seems to follow suit by being obsessed with him. One young woman, Emily, (Blair Brown) is introduced to him in this very shot below as he arrives at the party:

Notice how is framed in holy light? There is a closeup after, of him framed in blinding glowing light followed up with a zoom in on Emily's face, enraptured with this incredible dynamic man. So much so that the moment he tries to make a goddamn sandwich she starts grabbing his celery (get your mind out of the gutter) and flirting with him. Which for these two that means talking science, immediately. Talking more at each other than with each other. This is often the way with Paddy Chayefsky's scripts.

PAUSE

Paddy Chayefsky is doubtless one of the great American writers for the screen. He wrote Marty, The Hospital and Network (which is a fucking incredible piece of work). He got an Oscar for all three. He also wrote this movie (Altered States, remember? Good lord) and disowned it completely three weeks in to production. His scripts tend to have very intelligent, driven characters at the center, who monologue extensively at each other. These scripts are not attempting to sound naturalistic.

Ken Russell, however, directed the film. He, like Chayefsky, is top notch at what he does (Direct. I said he directed the film like a second ago, come on keep up). His films, like Women in Love, The Devils, (which was banned in several major countries upon release and has never been shown publicly in its full, uncut form (by the way it's a masterpiece)) the Who's Tommy, Gothic, and Lair of the White Worm are all fucking gonzo nuts. I mean like, when you gave this guy the reins, you were going to Overthetopsville and there will be no stops on this trip. And god bless! I love directors who GO for it!

You're getting the chance to make a movie. Stop hemming and hawing and hit me over the head with what you want to say! Film is a visual medium, USE IT!

I feel I might have made my feelings clear here. So, moving on...

Ken Russell and Paddy Chayefsky immediately started butting heads, right from the start. Chayefsky was a BIG deal, and he wanted control over the picture in a BIG way. Ken would listen to his suggestions on everything to lighting and set dressing, and politely tell him, “No.”, and continue being the director of the film. Chayefsky hated him pretty quickly.

He had much more control over films like The Hospital. Which, if you watch The Hospital, well, it shows. You've got great actors (George C. Scott, Dame Diana Rigg (Dame may be the greatest official title of all time)) saying great dialogue. But its just two very witty bitter people sort of expounding on topics and speaking at each other and suddenly admitting they are in love and discussing what drapes they will have to buy for their new home. It's utterly preposterous, and it doesn't work in the way Sidney Lumet got it to work in Network, by literally making one of the lead characters realize his life is turning into a ludicrous soap opera.

So of course Ken tried to humanize, naturalize, the dialogue sequences. And it works! The film feels more human than the Hospital or Network. Despite the fact that Jessup is literally becoming more and more inhuman throughout the film. One of the ways he does this is by having the character's eat, drink, and work on other things during the dialogue sequences. This is perfectly normal in film, it's called giving the actor “business” to do, during the scene. Chayefsky HATED this. “They are mumbling my precious dialogue! Chewing through it! Sucking it through a straw!” Sorry, Chayefsky buddy. It works for the picture. Chayefsky also felt the actors were too emotional with his dialogue. Right. See, they call that acting.

UNPAUSE

Which brings us back to the first meeting of Emily and Jessup at the party. They are eating during this important scene! I can just picture Chayefsky seeing this, and running to the studio brass to tattle and get Ken Russell fired (as he got Arthur Penn of Bonnie and Clyde fame fired before Ken Russell came on board).

Emily and Jessup are, true to Chayefsky form, extremely intelligent, driven people and hearing them discuss topics such as anthropology and schizophrenia is quite interesting. It's just that what is to come, film being a visual medium, will eclipse just about any dialogue, no matter how good, from our mind thingys.

The two give up on the science talk and go straight to banging on her couch. After, she asks what he was thinking about. His answer is priceless. “God. Jesus. Crucifixions.”

She smiles.

Bwahahaha! Oh Paddy Chayefsky, you sure know women.

He admits he used to have religious visions. She listens to him from the sweaty couch whilst he sits naked on the floor, and starts going on about his father's horrible death of cancer and his loss of faith. And he admits to her that he's a nut. Her response is to call him a fascinating bastard. I think Lucas may have taken notes for Padme and Anakin.

So naturally, they get married immediately.

But none of that matters because Jessup gets back in the sensory deprivation tank and has his first vision. A nightmare of his dying father and lost faith in christianity. It's pretty great, filled with foreboding hospital rooms, his father's face being covered in a burning Shroud of Turin, everything covered by horrible blood red clouds and then THIS FUCKING THING SHOWS UP AND ITS ALIVE AND WRIGGLING

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!

excuse me...

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!

The many-eyed goat is slaughtered over a gold bible and suddenly Jessups screwing Emily again and we enter a blood vessel looking thing and the vision ends and he never mentions this again. Oh. Okay,

Emily continues on about what a nut Jessup is as they make marriage plans. Her monologue:

“You're an unmitigated madman. You don't have to tell me how weird you are. I know how weird you are. I'm the girl in your bed the past two months. Even sex is a mystical experience for you. You carry on like a flagellant... Which can be very nice, but I sometimes wonder if it's me that's being made love to. I feel like I'm being harpooned by some raging monk in the act of receiving God. (Emphasis mine)

"And you are a Faust-freak Eddie! You'd sell your soul to find the great truth. Well, human life doesn't have great truths. We're born in doubt. We spend our lives persuading ourselves we're alive. And one way we do that is we love each other, like I love you. I can't imagine living without you. So let's get married, and if it turns out to be a disaster, it'll be a disaster.”

It's a disaster.

As in, by the next scene. It starts off happy enough looking, they have kids and people are smiling. And hey, wow it's seven years later! But, well, see, whoops, they are getting a divorce. Well, not they. See, he is divorcing her because he considers the seven years with her a complete waste.

She still loves him, desperately. He doesn't give a shit about her or the kids. He tells Bob Balaban this, straight up. And then starts bugging him about deprivation tanks and Hinchi Indians in South America who have sacred mushrooms that can really fuck you up.

It's at this point you would like for Jessup to be hit by a Mack truck. But the movie continues on. By the way, this is one of the kids he doesn't give a crap about:

That's right. Drew Barrymore's first role is a kid that William Hurt doesn't give a shit about. Something that William Hurt would make a career out of with narcoleptic performances in Lost in Space and Syfy's Dune. So, Emily takes the kids to Africa for her anthropology work while Jessup goes to South America to go deeper into his own creepy mind.

The Hinchi Indians agree to allow him to participate in the drug ritual. They enter their holy cave.

This shot is beautiful. At this point the film becomes increasingly gorgeous. Ken Russell has started to go into overdrive, ladies and gentlemen. Buckle. Your. Seatbelts.

The Indians grab Jessup's hand and cut him, freaking him out. They pour his blood into the drug mixture. They begin to drink. Then he takes a sip. The intensity of the film here has quadrupled. The vision begins, fireworks going off all around him. He sees cave paintings of humans and komodo dragons and this:

The proper life he left behind with Emily. He's convulsing, sweating. The Indians are all around, masked. Snakes. He's laughing in pain. Energy spills from the void. A snake under the parasol strikes and begins to strangle him. He and Emily march toward a nuclear explosion as energy pours from the cut on his hand, becoming a lizard. From within a sandstorm, Emily watches him, naked. Jessup looks at her, entranced, as the soothing sands cover them both, slowly.

It's a beautiful sequence. A perfect film sequence. I can't overstate how strong the vision sequences are from this point forward. Great visual effects work and the madman mind of Ken Russell create something unforgettable, with it's own pace, independent from the rest of the film.

Jessup awakens with a komodo dragon laying before him, ripped to pieces. The Indians and the others all claim he killed it in rage. Jessup remembers nothing, takes samples of the drug to reproduce it, and goes back home.

Back home, Jessup keeps doing as much of the drug as he can and having Bob Balaban record results. They can't up the dosage any more so Jessup hops back in to the self deprivation tank to create a more extreme experience.

In his next session, Jessup states he is having a vision of early man, hunting a deer and killing it. Suddenly he states he is one of them, killing the deer. He begins to grunt like an animal. The two pull him out. He's incredibly pale, blood seeping out of his mouth. He can't speak, and has difficulty breathing. He insists they do an X-ray. It shows that there is a vocalizing lump in the front part of his throat. Jessup claims that his body had begun to revert to a simian state. The medical doctor agrees, stating the throat X-rays looks like that of a gorilla.

Luckily his throat returns to normal. So Jessup finishes up his day by having over a student of his and sleeping with her.

Our hero, people!

At this point we hardly feel sorry for him as his body suddenly begins to twist and bulge in the middle of the night, shifting in and out of neanderthal shapes. It's a horrific sequence, disturbing as hell. You certainly didn't expect the film to shift into body horror.

Jessup feels normal after a while. but sees visions of lava explosions, the birthing of the Earth all around him. Not a good sign.

He goes to pick up Emily from the airport the next day. She asks how he is doing.

“Oh, fine.”

Yeah right.

Emily has been told what Jessup has been doing and is worried, which of course pisses off Jessup even more. The guy is obviously obsessed with reaching the truth and root of existence, much as Emily surmised earlier, and we see he has no fear of even losing his own soul, again true to her word. The only thing that allows us to give a shit about him at this point is that Emily cares for him and she's decent people, okay?

So back Jessup goes into the tank with his ayahuasca or whatever it is. Alone. The tank door opens from the inside.

The hand that pushes it open is covered in thick hair. He's devolved.

Ape-Jessup escapes the tank room and chases a janitor around the building. Again, this scene is fucking freaky as hell. We can't get a good look at this screaming animal that was Jessup.

The janitor gets a guard to help and chases after him into the boiler room, where we finally get a good look at him when he assaults the security guard and escapes.

AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!

Ape-Jessup runs through the city at night, making his way to the zoo where he kills a antelope and eats it. The Ape-Jessup sequence goes on way too long, but is nonetheless unforgettable. The makeup is much more convincing than the above picture suggests, and whoever performed Ape-Jessup did an admirable job.

The cops find an unconscious Jessup in the zoo and bring him in. Emily picks him up and questions him. Jessup admits everything that he can remember. He also admits that he probably killed that security guard. And once again doesn't seem to give a shit. Prick. He calls it the most supremely satisfying time of his life.

Even Emily seems disgusted with him. But, she's also fascinated with what he's accomplished. As an anthropologist, his transformation fascinates her. And so, she agrees to help oversee his next session. Big mistake.

Before the big session Emily and Jessup romantically reconnect, and then into the climactic session we go!

Get your popcorn ready!

After a few hours in to the session, the video monitor shows Jessup begin to literally melt apart like goo, reverting to primordial ooze, the very beginning of existence. An attempt to open the isolation tank doors blasts everyone unconscious, as light and energy pour forth. Emily is the only one left. She sees Jessup's life energy pulse from within the tank.

Rain pours down around them. The pipes on the walls twist and turn like jelly. The ground is covered with a pool of swirling fog and energy. Emily advances toward the vortex of the tank.

In the emptiness of the beginning of everything, Emily seizes the energy before her and reconstitutes Jessup.

They take him home. While he sleeps, Emily rages over the fact that she loves such a insane bastard, and can't get over him. And, then, after Bob Balaban leaves, leaving Emily alone, Jessup wakes up.

He sweetly admits that the truth he learned was that there was no learnable truth, just unknowable horror, and all that's real is human experience. And he'll be a good boy from now on. Well too bad!

Because that horrible truth isn't done with him, and it's back to goo-Jessup! Emily tries to help him, grabbing him, but this in turn effects her, turning her into a shimmering lava form of herself. Both of them begin to self-destruct as Jessup, enraged, watching her in pain, struggles to retake his humanity, slamming himself into the wall, reforming himself through sheer will and physicality. He grabs her and brings her back, mirroring what she did for him during the final session. They embrace naked in the hallway. He finally admits, “I love you, Emily.”

Fade to credits.

Awww true love!

What can I say to sum up? Awesome 80's practical effects. Genius wacko go-for-it Ken Russell directing. Out of this world vision sequences. A awake and actually remarkable performance from William Hurt. An occasionally turgid but often fascinating script by the ever ornery Paddy Chayefsky. Whats not to like?

Well, the ending is a little rushed. The ape sequence goes on for a little too long and takes up perhaps too much of the films overall running time. The central love story is, well... a little hard to swallow, but hey, I guess there really is somebody out there for everyone. Even self-absorbed, deadbeat, cheating, sensory deprivation loving, ayahuasca dropping, Harvard teachers with a messiah complex!

And on that note, aliens from A.I. Artifical Intelligence, have a good day, and don't leave poor Teddy alone with no one to keep him company!

Sayonara!

#altered states #ken russell #movies #review #funny?

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kzspbrak · 5 years ago

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Montgomery De La Cruz Masterpost

Before I start his, I want to warn for spoilers obviously, and also say that I do not condone what Monty did to many of the characters, and he is by no means a good person—and I will not be trying to argue that. However, I will be analysing his character to the best of my abilities and show how he is one of the most complex the show has to offer. I’d also like to say that if I’ve missed anything or anyone disagrees with anything I’ve said, please add it below or carry this on!!

I also might carry this on if I realise I forgot anything or have any new ideas, this will probably be quite messy too—so apologies in advance.

Abuse

It is made very apparent to us that Monty is abused throughout the show as a whole. His dad beats him to the point where he has to run away relatively frequently to hide from his dad. We also see in season 3 that his dad is exceptionally homophobic, which comes in more later.

Some of the effects physical abuse can have on a person include behaviour issues, criminal behaviour, depression, drug and alcohol problems, issues at school, and anxiety. Montgomery shows that he has many of these traits—even if it’s just minor, showing us that the abuse he has received for his whole life is what shaped him into the monster he can be.

Parallels with Justin

The physical abuse also draws some heavy parallels with Justin, especially when you look at the two’s friendships with Bryce. Both boys felt the need to protect Bryce until the end and heavily depended on him (even in season 3 we see Justin still have communication with Bryce). Their friendships with Bryce are also similar because of how little Bryce needs them in return, and how easily he drops them both.

It is very clear that Justin is jealous of Bryce throughout season one—we see him walk around his house and get extremely upset over his seemingly perfect family life and home environment. We don’t get this with Monty, but the already drawn parallels can suggest that he felt the same, or even stronger towards Bryce. The abuse that both Justin and Monty receive at home is what draws them to Bryce, he was their protection, their only family and the one person they thought they could trust. This, as we know, leads Justin to lie to Jessica about Bryce raping her to protect Bryce, and we see Monty go even further to protect him throughout season 2 as he threatens and torments the people testifying against Bryce.

Sexuality and Self Hatred

Internalised Homophobia

The root of Monty’s internalised homophobia is his dad, and then isn’t helped by the toxic masculinity and homophobic attitudes his friends also hold. Many people, that I’ve seen, are unhappy that they made Montgomery gay, because it takes away from or redeems what he did. If you pay attention to the little screen time he’s given in the previous two seasons, it isn’t that difficult to work out. He is the very realistic homophobic bully that’s actually gay. It’s sadly a common thing, and anything but a simple redemption arc. Montgomery’s whole character is rooted in hatred—hatred towards himself and his desires, his peers for being happy and comfortable with themselves, his dad and family life, and at the people trying to take away the one person ‘protecting’ him. The root of this hatred is shown to be internalised homophobia in season 3.

The internalised homophobia he has also shows through somewhat anxious behaviour at times, as well as violent outbursts. For example him getting worked up in the car with Bryce, worried that Winston would speak up after taking the money—Bryce just sees that as him not wanting the police to get involved, but as the audience we know it’s about something much more terrifying to Monty.

Winston

Montgomery’s first interaction with Winston also links into his self hatred. He gives into his desires/urges and has Winston suck his dick, again I’ve seen people say that this scene was bad—and Monty was a bad person for the way he treated Winston. I disagree, if you watch the scene Winston is going along with the situation, and shows no signs of being uncomfortable. Monty, however, is very obviously mad at himself for giving in—and later lashes out on Winston as a way to cope with it.

Later on in the series, after Bryce is done with Monty for good, and calls him a coward, Monty runs into Winston again—this time he’s nice to him, and they enjoy the weekend together. You could say that in a way, Bryce calling him a coward is what lead him to go through with seeing Winston again, Montgomery obviously knew he was gay—he was just scared of it and hated himself because of it. He knew he was a coward, and tried to get over the internalised homophobia.

“You can be whatever you want to be.” / “No, I can’t.”

This line really stuck with me, and I think is because of how many things it could mean. It sums up Monty as a character in a sense.

You could interpret it as him wanting to be happy in who he is as a gay man, but knowing he won’t allow himself to be, or his friends and family won’t. It could mean that he doesn’t want to be gay, but he has to except that he is. Or it could go a lot deeper, Montgomery wants to be happy, have a family, have his friend back, be with winston, not be with winston—so many things, and in reality he knows he can’t have any of them.

There is also the context of him raping Tyler, he knows he did it and he also knows that Bryce knows, so he’s probably already aware that Tyler will come forward at one point.

I personally like to interpret the line, after talking about it with a few friends, as him wanting to be happy in who he is. He knows he’s gay, he knows that he likes winston to some extent, and he knows that his family and friends would disown him if they found out. He wants to have everything he doesn’t that Bryce and everyone else seems to have, but knows that it’s impossible. He wants to not be a coward, essentially, he doesn’t want to be the coward who followed Bryce, got beat by his dad his entire life, the coward who was always so scared of himself.

Friendships

Bryce Walker

I’ve already established how dependant Monty was on Bryce, however there is a lot more too it. Monty’s dependence on Bryce also turns into a form of admiration for his friend (and with the new context of his sexuality, could be interpreted as repressed feelings as well). This, as I’ve said, leads Monty to harass and threaten those on the tapes by either physically harming them or anonymously threatening them. Bryce didn’t know Monty did any of that, and when he finds out is disgusted with his friend. He ends their friendship, as he didn’t need the friendship nearly as much as Montgomery did, which leaves Monty devastated and angry. This is also what partially pushes him to later assault Tyler.

“If I sell out Bryce or lie, either way, my whole life falls apart. I got no one else on my side. I can't run home. That team's my home. Going to playoffs, winning state, being an athlete, that's not about fun for me. It's about survival. It's all I got. It's everything. So you wanna shoot me? Shoot me.”

This quote shows us everything about his and Bryce’s relationship—he has no one else. Bryce is the only person he truly feels like he can trust and will therefore do anything to protect him.

Scott, Justin, Charlie and Alex

All of these people are former friends (Alex less so, but pretty much the same anaylisis applies to them all). Before and during the tapes/before it was revealed Bryce was a rapist, he had a group. He had his place as a jock and his family, so as these friends slowly leave him as things go on, Monty’s circle becomes smaller and smaller—pushing him to protect Bryce even more.

Tyler Down

When most people think of Montgomery, they think of what he did to Tyler. I think it’s fair to say that he didn’t rape Tyler purely down to just being a monster. Him and Bryce contrast extremely in this situation, Bryce raped the girls he did because he felt entitled to them, he was so used to getting anything and everything he had little regard for anyone, causing him to do monstrous things.

Montgomery raping Tyler had nothing to do with sex or entitlement however, and he even refused to see it as rape throughout the 3rd season (probably down to having to accept that meant he had sexual contact with Tyler, consensual or not.)

And I’d like to clarify, I’m not here to justify what he did or say that he’s a good guy despite it. What he did obviously requires being an awful person—however, I would like to break down what made him the monster he was.

The abuse didn’t help, violence was all he knew, and as the show carried on he got more and more violent with his peers, as his dad presumably did with him. It is also made clear to us as the viewers that football is all Monty had: he was failing classes, had no support from anyone and couldn’t do anything with his life after high school. So, Tyler taking away football from him caused him to snap, and then Bryce ending their friendship due to being disgusted by Monty’s attempts to protect him only added to the fuel.

I personally, despite believing the rape was necessary for the plot and to show male sexual assault also happens, don’t believe Montgomery should’ve been the one to do it. It makes perfect sense to a degree, especially when you see him refusing to call it what it is in season 3, but I wish they had either kept the scene the same but stopped at the mop bit (and maybe have one of the other boys do it to Tyler after Monty left), or show it in a different way.

Montgomery was always an awful person, but he was capable of redemption, and I think seeing him change and accept himself as he started to towards the end of season 3 is an equally important story to show.

However, he did rape Tyler, and despite being his decision and completely his fault, you have to look at what pushed him to do it. It has a weird parallel to Tyler almost shooting up the school, except Montgomery didn’t have anyone to stop him and help him recover like Tyler did.

Conclusion and what I think should’ve happened with his character

I know that many people will disagree with me on this, because in some ways Montgomery is worse than Bryce. But I would argue that he is just as much a victim as Tyler. They are both filled with self hatred, and both turned to extreme violence to try to make themselves feel better, but ultimately Tyler had support where monty didn’t. Rape and shooting up a school are obviously very different things, and the crimes show the difference between the two characters. Montgomery took all his self hatred and put it on one person, and did the worst thing he could to that person, whereas Tyler projected his everywhere, and was prepared to do a far more damaging crime because of that.

Personally, if I could rewrite Monty’s story I would have him not rape Tyler, despite not being out of character, I think there were better ways to do it. The scene could’ve been the exact same except stop when Monty grabbed the mop, either because he realised it would be rape and he didn’t want to be any type of sexual with other man, or because he’s a ‘coward’ and couldn’t follow through with it.

I think his developments in the third season should’ve remained the same, and instead of having him framed as the murderer at the end, maybe he was a suspect throughout the show? And the audience is convinced it was either him or clay. Monty didn’t have an alibi because he was with winston, and refused to admit that’s where he was because he still refused to accept he was gay, and didn’t want anyone else to find out.

I know this doesn’t count as character analysis, and is much closer to fan fiction. However, I do believe that the homophobic bully who’s actually gay is an important trope. Many people see it was offensive and bad representation, which I get, but the trope can be done well. And example of a poorly done homophobic gay character is Adam in Sex Education, I think it would’ve been fine as long as he didn’t bully Eric specifically because he had feelings for him. That’s why I don’t see Monty’s gayness as a bad thing, because it’s not like he bullied Winston for being gay the previous two seasons, he acted generally homophobic (to an extreme in some cases) because he was petrified someone would find out about his secrets.

In conclusion, they could’ve done far better with Montgomery as a character, and I am disappointed in how they ended his story—but it was predictable from the start and still makes sense with the plot. I do wish that the general audience would look at his character with even a sliver of the sympathy they have for every other character. You have to remember that no one in 13rw is an innocent or good person—they have all done awful things. Should monty be forgiven for raping Tyler? Of course not, but should Alex be forgiven for killing Bryce? Should Tyler be forgiven for almost shooting up the school? Should Ani be forgiven for lying and framing Monty as a murderer? Should Justin be forgiven for lying to Jessica? Should any of them be forgiven for any of the crimes they committed?

#13rw #13 reasons why #13rw season 3 #13rw spoilers #montgomery de la cruz #monty de la cruz #tyler down #clay jensen #hannah baker

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welcometophu · 5 years ago

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Extra: Sisters in Change

Taking a short break from the main storyline to offer this side story!

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Sisters in Change Mac & Cass

Mac catches up with Cass just outside the back door. She teleports from the step to just in front of Cass, who stops abruptly, rocking back on her heels. Her jaw is set tightly, the muscle twitching. “You didn’t have to follow me,” Cass snaps.

“I’m not coming out here to yell at you,” Mac says quietly. She puts both hands up, trying to show that she’s not carrying any weapons other than words. She doesn’t want to argue, not this time, not like when she first found out that Cass had any idea about SD. She’s got a better idea what they were arguing about than she did before, after all. “How much did you actually know about SD before today?”

“And if I don’t want to talk about it?” Cass tosses her head, ponytail swinging. Her arms are crossed, her head slightly tilted. Mac thinks she’s ready to run, but it’s hard to imagine Cass running away from anything.

Punching her in the face and stalking off angrily? Mac can imagine that. She keeps her hands up just in case she needs to protect herself.

“Then I guess we don’t talk about it,” Mac agrees. It’s a lie, of course, but she’s had negotiation training, so she can start from the point of concession. They don’t have to stay there. “I don’t think we should let it fester, though. You know it’s going to come up again, with everyone else. This is going to be one of those known secrets soon enough, and you’re going to need to decide if you’re going to keep doing what you’ve been doing. And I’m probably the only person you know from the other side who can give you any perspective to help you make that decision.”

Cass looks back at the house, her lips pursed thinly. She reaches into her pocket and slips her phone into her hand. She goes as far as to unlock it before she stops, staring at it.

“Dax has a meet today, right?” Mac asks gently. She knows Dax and Nate left early to go back to PHU for the day for a home track meet. They woke her up talking in the hall, and she’d never quite managed to go back to sleep. Besides. Someone was snoring and she couldn’t quite manage to tune it out, not in a place like this which has her inner soldier on high alert.

Cass shoves her phone back in her pocket. “Yes,” she says sharply. “He’s with Nate.”

“He’s at a meet,” Mac replies, because while Nate’s his teammate, it’s not about that.

Cass rolls her eyes. “Whatever. They run together all the time.”

“Nate’s not all bad.”

The look Cass gives her is dark and angry, brows furrowed and gaze narrowed. “I know,” she says, clipping each word. “He fed me. He listened to me. He’s good. I get it. I’m not jealous.”

She’s jealous. But maybe this isn’t the time to call her on it, since Cass is also using it to avoid talking about SD.

Mac touches Cass’s arm, waiting until Cass’s expression eases before she asks, “May I?” When Cass nods, Mac teleports them both to a bench sitting under a tree, off to one side behind the house. There’s a small plaque on the bench—for cats on sunny days—and she hopes that the cats of both Clan and feline variety forgive them for using it.

Cass sits when Mac does, her knees together and hands folded. “So we’re not yelling at each other,” she says.

Mac turns to straddle the bench, facing Cass. “And we’re not lying to each other, either. Nothing omitted,” she says, nodding as Cass does. “My stepfather is Delwin Palmer,” Mac continues. “He’s ex-military, but still highly involved with the Sigma Delta project, both in a leadership role and as a government liaison. For a time he was both my boss and my dad.”

Cass nods. One hand comes up, motions for Mac to continue.

“Your father is Ramsey Ferris. He’s in procurement. For SD.” Mac remembers Ferris all too well, and until that moment when her dad had mentioned meeting Cass, she’d never put two and two together. “I was still pretty young when I met him the first time. I’d already been recruited, of course. I was in training. I knew I was going into the military. And he’d just recruited Scott Harrington, a Giver of Pain who was right about my age. Your father hand-selected my partner.” She gives it a beat, then adds, “Who died about five years later.”

Cass looks down at her clasped hands. “I’m sorry.”

“It’s not your fault. The fact that he died isn’t your fault, or your father’s fault,” Mac admits. She sits carefully next to Cass, balancing to keep herself from leaning too close. “It’s my dad’s fault, because I think he knew what he was sending us into for an assignment. Or I think he knew more than he said he did, anyway. Not the point here.”

It would be easy to get swallowed by memories of Scott. It’s been years, and the pain’s still fresh when Mac reaches into that place in heart. It’s better to just leave it there.

“The point is, you’re a source for your dad, aren’t you?” Mac can’t be positive, but it makes sense with everything she’s seen over the years. The intense fascination Cass shows in anyone Talented. The way she watches and interacts. And the way she holds herself just a little bit apart. “You find Talented people and you let your father know about them. And sometimes he’s able to recruit them.”

Cass tugs her ponytail free from the tie, combs her fingers through her hair. She sits upright, calmly pulling it all neatly back and tying it up again except for a few strands that escape, frizzing around her face. “I’m going to stop,” she says quietly. “I was already going to stop. I’m going on a trip this summer, to find my sister. With Dax and Nate, and I don’t even really know how it came up, but it did. And when my dad finds out what I’m doing—that I’m looking for Minnie—he’s going to disown me. So it won’t matter if I keep being the good daughter or not. I don’t even know if I’ll be back here. He might throw me out, and stop paying for PHU. He might try to—I don’t know. He might try to blackmail me. Tell me I have to find him more people if I want to stay at school. It’s just been so….” Her head drops, shoulders slumped. “God, I hate this. I hate that I’m a part of it.”

Mac can’t remember ever seeing Cass like this. She’s always a fighter, standing there with a chip on her shoulder or a bright smile like armor. She feels defeated now. Mac reaches across the space, covers Cass’s tightly clasped hands with one of her own. “Does Dax know?”

Cass flinches. “Do you really think he’d be with me if he did?” she asks tightly. “And yes, I’m aware that if this is going to be one of those open secrets our house is so fond of, I’d better find a way to tell him. Which I will. When he’s back after the meet.” She seems to curl around herself even more tightly. “I’m not going to let it fester. And telling him means telling Nate, I know. They really are… they’ve become good friends while they’ve run together. I’m not jealous of him like I think he’s going to steal Dax away from me. I’m secure in our relationship. I’m just not used to not coming first,” she admits softly.

Mac doesn’t think that Nate comes first for Dax. She can’t imagine Dax prioritizing anyone over Cass, since he hasn’t before. But she can imagine that Cass sees less attention as not being first. “Do you think letting him in to the parts of you that you held back will help?” Mac asks. She tries to be gentle, but even she’s been able to see it from the outside. As close as Cass and Dax were, Cass always had that wall around her. That sense that there was something that she was never letting anyone touch.

Mac just knows what it was now.

Cass shrugs.

“Okay.” Mac exhales roughly, patting Cass’s hands. “We need to make some kind of a plan.”

Cass looks up, brow furrowing. “What kind of a plan?”

“The kind of plan that determines where we go next, how we keep you from getting in trouble for this, and how we can make sure everyone involved stays safe,” Mac says firmly. “I was part of the SD program. I know what they did in terms of the military action, and the kinds of resources they had at their disposal. I know how they deployed us, and how they were working with us both overseas and domestically. I paid enough attention to know things about SD that Dad doesn’t think I know. And I’m guessing you know more than your dad thinks, too.”

“He didn’t tell me who you were,” Cass says. She slowly pulls her hands back, straightens her back. “In case you think he did.”

“I didn’t. You were as surprised as everyone else when that came out,” Mac says. “But you knew I was Talented. You just didn’t know how.”

Cass nods. “Exactly. That’s how it works. And he knew I knew you, so he must have—he must have guessed.”

Guessed isn’t the word Mac would use for it. In fact, she’d place a bet that Cass is in her sorority on purpose. But that’s a discussion for another time when Cass is ready to hear just how manipulative SD can be.

Mac’s tempted to ask Cass about other people who are hiding Talents in plain sight, but that would be wrong and rude. Outing them would be very wrong, even if they might need the help in whatever this fight is they’re starting into with the Shadows and the Dreamscape.

At least she can be fairly certain none of them are Dreamwalkers.

Unless one of them is whoever Nikita started out reacting to.

Mac covers her face with one hand. “Sera dropped that like a bomb,” she mutters, trying to work through it by speaking aloud. “She’s told them that yes, there’s a government conspiracy and that they know more about Talent than they’re saying. Which impacts everything we’re doing, possibly, so yes, it probably needed to be said.”

“You didn’t have to tell them it’s your stepfather,” Cass points out, a hint of her usual sharp lack of tact slipping into her voice.

Mac shrugs. “In the end, yeah, I did. They’d figure it out soon enough, and this way, if I can get them into the data they want, they know how we’re doing it. And the risks involved.”

“Do you think they need that?”

“I think Sera thinks they need that,” Mac says slowly. “I think we need to cooperate, Cass. You should talk to the people you’ve sniffed out, see if any of them are willing to help out if you think they can help. More importantly, you need to promise them some privacy. Help them avoid being drafted.” She hesitates before asking carefully, “How many of them have you already told your father about?”

Cass catches her lower lip in her teeth, looks away. “All of them. Just the basic information—their name, that they’re Talented, that they aren’t out about it. I have a list on a secure server. I add information as I get it. I… I spend a lot of time watching people. And some people still are under the radar. I get the feeling that some people are Talented and don’t even know it yet. Like—” She stops abruptly, shakes her head. “I need to stop doing the wrong thing,” she mutters.

“Can you erase the file?”

Cass nods, then shakes her head. “I can, but it’s probably backed up somewhere.”

“If we tell Sera about it, she might be able to dig her way in and scrub it completely.” Mac hooks her arm in Cass’s, and tugs her up as she starts to stand. “We’re going to go talk to her about it now, and we’re going to go make a difference. We’ll start by scrubbing records, and that’ll give Sera access to a secure SD space to dig for more information. We may belong to something wrong, but we have a chance now to fix it.” She slides her arm free from Cass, and offers her hand instead. “Sisters?”

Cass takes her hand, then pulls Mac in close, wrapping her arms around. “Sisters,” Cass murmurs against the side of Mac’s head.

It’s a good sign. In the end, maybe they’ll come out of this okay.

#welcome to phu #welcometophu #extra #mac palmer #cass ferris

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kurtty-drabbles · 6 years ago

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Spy vs Spy au

N/A: This may be just a one-shot, I just thought Ariel in the Victorian AU we created for The Doctor and the Monster would not give a single fuck.

@djinmer4 @dannybagpipesarecalling

London is a city made by the wealthiest men, therefore, your vision in the city will depend on how much money you have in your pocket, however, lately, even the richer men in London can´t say how beautiful their city is as a big problem emerge from the ground, the underground to be more exact.

"Sir Willow, please, I know your input in the situation, we all know, but we have no more option, Nightcrawler decimates all our attacks and defences, we are practically his servants at this point taking all his ridiculous exigences" A man with a thick moustache explained to his colleagues. The Crown has little power nowadays as Nightcrawler has the final say.

"But call her? This damn woman?" one of his colleagues with a regular thin moustache asked, "why not ask help from the Braddock?"

"Because they refuse to help us, several times, because of this line of thinking, you do know that Miss Braddock is a woman too as well Mrs Worthington is a woman too, and really, by this point, if you have a bright idea, please say so" silence fills the room and the man continues "let´s call help from Ariel, gentleman this is our last hope" ____________________________________

Kurt Darkholme is not a man to care for the modern and revolutionary technology that the Stark´s industries are creating each day, yet, the man is not ignorant to not use the holo-watch when he has to leave his house to socialize(usually being dragged by his mother and sister) people can be tolerant (and sometimes fetishes) an azure man, however, the police and everyone eyes are looking for a certain azure man.

"Oh, chin up, Kurt" his mother replied noticing his son frown even more than usual "always so moody, you know, when you were a kid you were a picky eater, did you know that?"

"Yes, you told me this before, why we have to go to this party again?" Kurt Darkholme asked not getting the importance of such events is basically the same thing over and over.

"Because our British friends have brought an American Friend to speak, a man notorious for hating mutants, now, my good son will listen to the words as a proper gentleman and at night Nightcrawler will reply" Raven smiles a tad bit sinister as her disguise is now the face of an old lady from a respectable family.

Now Kurt Darkholme is smiling. Finally, something interesting to do.

"By the way, son, have you ever thought about what we told you?" Raven replied as nonchalant as possible.

"I´m a widow for too long and I need to find someone? Yes, you and Anne Marie aren´t subtle in this regards...Look, I appreciate the help and the intention, but, I´m not sure if I should meddle with someone" Kurt Darkholme then replied "I may be more than the person is chewing" and smiles.

"You make one shark eat Blob and suddenly Shark´s jokes are all you can do?"

"Pretty much" _________________________________ A woman wearing a blue dress walks in the party, an outsider for sure("look at her dress? so obnoxious") and is not doing a good job in mix with the crown as many women are giving her a heated glare as the woman has no shame in talking openly with men, especially men with such higher positions and titles.

"I take your trip was safer, Miss Pryde," one of the thick moustaches in the group of men asked the question doing a fine job to ignore the glares of the other women.

"It´s was alright, now, as the payment, is everything as I asked for ready?" Kitty Pryde asked straight to the point, some of the men mutter how this is a big mistake but the others ignore.

"Yes, Miss Pryde, tomorrow it will be official that all schools and colleges have to accept boys and girls from any race, background and age" the man replied uneasily.

"Really?" she asked crossing her arms.

"Well, ok, the bill will only work after a week, but Miss Pryde" the man tries again and Kitty gave a strong glare.

"My price is very simple, or all the kids have the chance to study or nothing will change" a man is fed up by this charade.

"This is ridiculous, you´re taking demands of a capricious child. How to know if she is able to fight Nightcrawler?" the man feels smart for a brief moment until the woman´s eyes are on him.

"You don´t, but, at this point, I can´t fail more than you all did" she did silencing the others then holding her neck for a moment the woman let go her breath "then, after a week we talk again, bye gentlemen" and leave them to be with their inner thoughts and fear.

"We made a mistake"

"At this point, is better make a mistake than doing nothing" ___________________________________________ Kitty Pryde is still doing a poor job to mix in the crown, when a man, the star guest, a man that only speaking nonsense. Kitty rolls her eyes and decides to chat with one of the people in the party(liveless as it appears)

A man with a fancy hat ignores Kitty and is outrageous that a foreign woman, with no title, is trying to speak with him, the man has a title and this time attention is not appropriate in a party in such fashion.

"Lady, how dare you to direct your voice to me?" the man angrily replied, this is not the place or time for such activities. Kitty has no idea what the man is insinuating when someone else is joining the conversation.

"Hallo, is everything alright?" a man with a thick German accent speaks directly to the woman.

"I don´t know, I was just trying to talk and the man acts as is an insult" Kitty is a bit confused and the German man smiles at that and returns his attention to the other.

"Mr Jones, for shame, a guest is engaging in a conversation and you shun her? " the man smiles evilly "that´s why you are disowned, such lack of manners" the man tsk 3 times and the other man, with his fancy hat, leave Kitty alone.

"Hey, I take you are familiar with this environmental?" Kitty asked impressed.

"And I take you are new here? People, in this party and many other social events, are stupid is all I can say that´s nice" Kitty chuckles at that and agrees. "Can I ask for your name or I need someone of higher status to introduce me?"

"No, I´m not that lazy, my name is Kurt Darkholme" the man speaks gracefully.

"My name is Kitty Pryde, I´m here to finish something that people are far too incompetent to do"

"Bold assumption" Kurt speak amused"what you came to do?"

"Make all children have a nice education" and Kitty winks at the man as both ignore the stares and the guest talking, well, Kurt certainly didn´t ignore the man, but, is better pay attention in the new welcomer than Ex-Senator Kelly(disgraced in his own country) ______________________________ Nightcrawler, as Mystique instructed, found the Ex-Senator Kelly in his room and have no problem in killing him with one blow, however, Nightcrawler with his scarlet eyes noticed someone is watching his moves.

"Yep, I've got a feeling you would go after him, Nightcrawler is a big and scary Mutant right´s ally, of course, he would go after Kelly" a feminine voice can be heard but Kurt is not seeing anything.

Kurt leaves the room and the dead body to see where the voice is and have the right mind to not reply, yet, as the voice is too familiar. Lo, behold, Kitty Pryde wearing a black uniform waves at the azure man.

"Hello?" she says cheerfully waving at him as she is above the ground. "Man, I thought I could have stalled this for more time, either way, I´m here to fight you" Kitty replied and Nightcrawler can´t help by a chuckle, finally something interesting is happening in his life.

Kurt fought Ariel as much he could, maybe, it´s a way to show off as a part of him tell him to teleport away, however, the man couldn´t do this as they begin to spar.

(It was while since Kurt spar with someone in such level)

His tail wrapped around her ankle and a victorious smile play on his lips, only to leave as quickly as possible as her ankle phase away from the tail easily and Kitty take the tail to bring the man closer.

"Careful with your tail, someone with less noble intentions may hurt it or your handsome face, now, Nightcrawler" she speaks looking into his scarlet eyes "be careful, ok? next time don´t go for the obvious trap" and let the azure man go as Kitty flies away.

____________________________________

"Who is she?" Raven asked this question far too much for Kurt´s liking and maybe Kurt is starting to realize his mother´s excitement is not due to a new challenge "A woman? you talked with a woman for more than 5 minutes? Rogue!"

His sister shows up with her uniform cover with a few drops of blood, busy night, says the older sister.

"Do you know any Kitty Pryde? Our Little Kurt may have a crush" Raven replied far too amused.

"Not a crush, is just curiosity" Kurt Darkholme replied.

"Oh, my god!" Rogue and Raven ignore the anti-God´s propaganda Kurt is talking "Well, I know she is living with the Summers, I think, Remy mentioned that Scott and Jean are housing a new mutant woman with a similar name, I will confirm, but, this is amazing, Kurt congratulation"

"NOT A CRUSH, I DON´T HAVE CRUSHES"

"The author disagrees" Wade pipes in and Kurt Darkholme is confused by that.

#aoa!Kurtty #kurt darkholme #aoa kitty pryde #deapool breaking the fourth wall #rogue and raven are that type of mom and sister #Kurt won´t say he has a crush #Kitty has no idea of the social rules of this place #Kurt D neither

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beetlebeverages · 6 years ago

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mcconnell family history — headcanons

Edith and Joseph Cadwell parented four beautiful daughters, all close in age. Louisa, born in 1978, Muriel, born in 1986, Marianne, born in 1981, and Elaine, born in 1975. These daughters were raised to become trophy brides, because that was the best way for them to be supported for the rest of their lives. Joseph and Edith took great care in helping their daughters along, raising them with kindness as well as discipline and creating the perfect women. They all grew up absolutely beautiful, and married young. Louisa met and married a twenty six year old named Matthew Davenport at twenty two. Muriel married Richard Kensington, twenty seven, at twenty. Marianne married Isaac McConnell, thirty, at nineteen. Elaine married twenty nine year old Henry Price at twenty three. Edith and Joseph were incredibly proud of their daughters, and continue to be. All of the men these women married were older and rich, and that was the plan from the start. Mr. and Mrs. Cadwell wanted men who would support their little girls, and they found just that. Five years ago, Muriel’s husband, Richard, died in a boating accident. The funeral was painful and heartbreaking, and Muriel was crushed. They’d only been married two years, and had yet to have children. The rest of the daughters didn’t follow in Muriel’s footsteps. Elaine is currently pregnant with a baby boy, yet to be named. Louisa gave birth to Jackson in 2002, and Ellen in 2005. Marianne had Nadia and Jason, twins, at age twenty, in January of 2001. Muriel has yet to remarry, though she’s been dating an older man named Theodore DuPont, and she brings him to family gatherings and such. Louisa and Matthew live in New York state with their children. Elaine and Henry live in Connecticut. Muriel resides in Colorado, but flies in for holidays with Theodore. The sisters are polite and polished, as well as extremely wealthy as of now. They are gossipy and tend to pester and nag things that they view as imperfect. You can expect millions of questions and backhanded compliments from the Cadwell sisters, but it was the way they were raised.

Ruth Bishop and Chandler McConnell raised four children, though if you asked, they’d tell you three. Rosaline was born in 1972, Rowan in 1961, Isaac in 1970, and Helen in 1966. Mr. and Mrs. McConnell had severely different beliefs on how to raise children, and they divorced shortly after Rosaline was born. Ruth was bold spirited and would gladly fight someone if need be. She was strong and independent, and wanted her children to be the same. Ruth Bishop died in 1989 of breast cancer, much to the dismay of all of her children. They all had completely adored her, but Chandler McConnell took this as an opportunity. He retaught his children, getting rid of the free-spirited careless streaks they’d received from their mother. Rowan and Isaac went to business school and grew wealthy. Rowan married a younger woman named Penelope, and had a daughter, Bethany, with her in 2004. Isaac McConnell married Marianne Cadwell, and twins Jason and Nadia were born in 2001. Helen married at twenty five, to a man named Scott Bellamy, and had three children. Elizabeth was born in 1993, Mary in 2003, and Preston in 2006. Rosaline didn’t follow her siblings. She kept the boldness of her mother, and she was kind and gentle, just as she’d been raised. Rosaline married a woman named Alison Lockwood in 1997, and was disowned the same year for her ‘deviant behavior’ and ‘hellish lifestyle choices.’ Chandler would not have a lesbian daughter, for that was entirely trashing the McConnell name. Chandler McConnell is, and always has been, a very right wing, racist, homophobic, sexist, unkind man, and every McConnell has grown used to that and accepted it as fact. Helen is still in touch with Rosaline, but Rowan and Isaac are not, and neither are their children. Jason and Nadia have only met Rosaline once, at Helen’s baby shower, but they love her. She’s intelligent and kind, and admired by those who don’t hate her. Rowan and Penelope live in New Jersey, Helen and Scott in Rhode Island, and Rosaline and Alison in Manhattan.

Jason Isaac and Nadia Elise McConnell were raised in utter chaos. Their parents, Isaac and Marianne, being verbally abusive, and occasionally physical. The twins absolutely adore each other, but they fear their family. Going home for school breaks causes genuine stress between the siblings. The four live in a pristine, large home with a pool, hot tub, and a maid, in Cambridge, Massachusetts. The house is beautiful, and so is the family’s exterior, but the surface can only say so much. Marianne mocks Nadia’s weight and appearance, always telling her that slimming down is in her best interest. Isaac forces Jason into sports and business, and yells at or hits either child if their grades slip or if they do something that reflects poorly on the family. The parents and extended family are unkind, prestigious people. Mr. McConnell has been sleeping with his secretary, a young Angelina Evans, for years. Marianne is well aware of this fact, but pretends to be oblivious, as do the twins. Mrs. McConnell doesn’t want her marriage to unravel, although it was never a very good one. The house’s maid is a warm, kind woman from Tennessee, Betty Brown. She cooks and cleans and does the laundry, while Marianne has book club and yoga, and Isaac works. She was Nadia and Jason’s nanny when they were young, and continued her maid duties afterwards. Jason struggles with his sexuality and life goals because of family, as does Nadia with her weight and appearance. They both constantly feel like they’re disappointing someone. The twins were raised Catholic, and have been in private school their whole lives. Catholic elementary and middle, and Saint Cecelia’s boarding school in Bryn Athyn, Pennsylvania for high school. The way they’ve been taught religion is strict and unforgiving, though, of course, that is not how every Catholic is. The siblings fear much and struggle with things internally because of this. Jason is capable of hiding his emotions, and Nadia is not, but it’s there for both of them.

On holidays, everyone flies or drives to Isaac and Marianne’s home. Big meals are cooked by the maid and several of her friends or by a caterer, depending on the holiday. Holidays are full of personal questions and unkind compliments and remarks, as well as downright mean relatives. Jason is mocked for his lack of a girlfriend, though they don’t pick on him for much else. Nadia is teased for her weight, her grades, her being single. The aunts, having married young, don’t help her in the slightest. Holidays are polite banter amongst adults, unkind remarks about the children and about Rosaline as well as the gay neighbors, as well as food and the occasional night where adults stay late drinking in the hot tub and tell Nadia and Jason to go to bed and the other children to wait inside. Jason and Nadia get along with their cousins alright, though they’re not close, but all of the cousins dislike Preston, except his siblings. He’s a spoiled, fat little kid, and he’s already disrespectful. His sisters, Mary and Elizabeth, are kind and well-mannered, and they’re less rude than much of the family. Bethany is younger, but she’s not hated. She’s somewhat of a goody-two-shoes and will snitch on anyone who says anything, but she means well, and no one blames her for it. Jackson and Ellen are uptight and always overdressed. Ellen is sweet and lovely, and Jackson is geeky and mean, but they’re both tolerable.

The family, in a nutshell, is an absolute mess, and Jason and Nadia wish to be nowhere near it, but it’s what they’re used to. Everyone is used to it, and that’s okay, for now. Jason knows he’d be disowned if he came out, so he plans to get through college first. Nadia barely deals with all the crude comments, but she tries her best. Everyone tries, no matter how hard they have it, and both twins hide their worries and insecurities. Nadia, behind rudeness, and Jason, behind striving for perfection.

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For the ask game thingy, I couldn’t decide between Harry Potter and X-Men?? 👀 .. and I’m wondering if this was posted way earlier in the day or night and I never refreshed the dashboard. *hides*

haha nope i just posted it within the hour so you’re good. i know what you mean tho whenever i get too deep in my dash i’m like. was this posted recently or a century ago?

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anyways. i’m putting this under a read more bc it’s a long ask game to begin with and you gave me two for the price of one B) and ones that made me think too

hp:

the first character i ever fell in love with: i first read the books when i was in second grade which was. 2005ish. so i honestly don’t remember my first impressions but i’m going to guess maybe hermione bc we are somewhat alike but i wouldn’t swear to that

a character that i used to love/like, but now do not: can’t think of anyone

a ship that i used to love/like, but now do not: i guess initially i liked harry/hermione more than ron/hermione but now i’ve backed off of that in a romantic sense

my ultimate favorite character™: tbh my relationship with hp is strange like i love the world and characters and fandom but i don’t really have Strong Feelings about characters? i always say hermione’s my favorite tho

prettiest character: tbh cedric or fleur? man why does goblet of fire have all the good ones. i mean cos!tom riddle. looks good. but i wouldn’t say pretty

my most hated character: umbridge is the wooorst

my OTP: ron/hermione?

my NOTP: there are some. interesting ships that i’ve seen out there. i’m not sure how many of them are serious but i’d say

favorite episode book: prob goblet of fire bc the tasks are fun

saddest death: honestly……i would say dobby or hedwig, but cedric’s death has hit me harder every time i read it or watch it so.

favorite season movie: chamber of secrets!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

least favorite season movie: order of the phoenix. how do you turn longest book into second shortest movie

character that everyone else in the fandom loves, but i hate: the only characters that i strongly dislike are umbridge and voldemort and lockhart annoys me but i don’t think anyone loves them so idk

my ‘you’re piece of trash, but you’re still a fave’ fave: i don’t think anyone fits this .-.

my ‘beautiful cinnamon roll who deserves better than this’ fave: everyone who died tbh. i’m thinking specifically of lupin rn i think bc like. wow. having to deal with being a werewolf for most of his life and then dying before meeting his son :)))

my ‘this ship is wrong, nasty, and makes me want to cleanse my soul, but i still love it’ ship: n/a

my ‘they’re kind of cute, and i lowkey ship them, but i’m not too invested’ ship: lupin/tonks maybe. there’s that one gifset on here of them in dh1 and the tags made me !!!

x-men:

the first character i ever fell in love with: i’m p sure it was erik

a character that i used to love/like, but now do not: i don’t think i’ve disowned anyone

a ship that i used to love/like, but now do not: -shrug emoji-

my ultimate favorite character™: erik

prettiest character: tbh probably charles but only in xmfc

my most hated character: i would throw shaw off a cliff without hesitation

my OTP: scott/jean i guess? they were good in the original trilogy except for. you know. murder.

my NOTP: can’t think of any

favorite episode: n/a (but if we’re going favorite piece of content, xmfc. altho house of m was an interesting comic)

saddest death: i mean. erik’s mom dying was sad. also his kid in apocalypse but i don’t think about that movie

favorite season: see favorite episode above

least favorite season: xma was bad. i think. i remember almost nothing of it but i remember being mad about erik’s character. honestly the only movie i Actively Remember is xmfc. like the original trilogy wasn’t exciting but i don’t think it was stamping all over characterization and also by that point erik was Older and different whereas in xmdofp and xma the writers are just like [wiggly hands]

character that everyone else in the fandom loves, but i hate: i wouldn’t say that i hate him but i’m not a wolverine fan

my ‘you’re piece of trash, but you’re still a fave’ fave: erik has a tendency to be trash

my ‘beautiful cinnamon roll who deserves better than this’ fave: uhhh i mean erik deserves better both in canon and how people write him. but i guess if we’re being technical about cinnamon rolls then xmfc charles did not have a good time

my ‘this ship is wrong, nasty, and makes me want to cleanse my soul, but i still love it’ ship: n/a

my ‘they’re kind of cute, and i lowkey ship them, but i’m not too invested’ ship: uhhh from what i remember from the comics, kitty and colossus was cute? but stalking their wiki says it didn’t last long

#first of all thanks for the ask #not to play the tiny violin but since moving blogs i haven't gotten as many asks for the ask games so it's appreciated #i'm sorry that i wasn't able to give you good answers on a lot of them #i'm not much into shipping and also i'm mostly out of x-men rn and like i said i have a weird relationship with hp #narcissistickannibal #chilly answers

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I can’t WAIT to cover this Trump Jr. Thing because the lefties are pissing themselves like an excited chinchilla and its just so *precious* III We both know how short, murky, and 'he-said-she-said' the anti-Trump evidence has been, so when one of the few folks Big T trusts outright says he'd love to have an enemy of the US support the campaign with secrets on Hilary... you can see why they'd be excited. What Trump Jr. did by even replying positively to that message was High Quality Stupidity.

So before anything else, let’s take a long momentto enjoy that hysterical chinchilla-pissing, starting with thecomments in my own inbox:

Drumpf has only three options here. Disown hisson and send him on an all-expenses paid trip to NSGB, step down, orget impeached.

(BBC)world-us-canada-40571914 Welp. Donald’s son just screwed himself andhis dad over big time. Meeting someone described as a Russiangovernment official to get dirt on Hillary. And, well, “part ofRussia and its government’s support for Mr Trump”. Ruse or not,the intent from the campaign’s side is clear, and motive goes a longway in an investigation and court. Seems like the best thing to dowould be to throw Goldstone, and maybe Jr., to the investigators anddeny Trump had any awareness?

Now for The Left: After their hysterical, rabidpersecution of Trump failed to turn up anything formonths on end, theiranti-Russian obsession has reached “McCarthy” levels of paranoia(oh, the irony,) soplacing Trump Jr. in the same roomas a living Russian person from Russia fortwenty entire minuteshas them stroking off sofuriously it’s a wonder they haven’t given newly literal meaning to“liar liar pants on fire” yet. TimKaine, Rep.Seth Moulton (D-Mass), thereliably retarded NewYork Timesand theusual sniping from the never-Trump neocon camp are all calling ittreason. That’s aclaim so moronic that Salon.com (yes, Salon) hasan article pointing it out beforehurriedly burying the “vast right-wing collusion conspiracynarrative” theirown site’s been pushingwith the old “all Republicans are morons” line like a wee dogfuriously kicking sand over its scat. Meanwhile, CNN is once again ina class of its own - not because of their hysteria but becausethey’re nowreporting on what their right-wing news competitors are saying:

Raheem Kassam, editor-in-chief of BreitbartLondon, reacted to the story of Donald Trump Jr.’s newly-releasedemails in a way that wouldn’t typically be expected from someone atthe far-right outfit, which is a reliable supporter of PresidentTrump.

“So like, this is straight up collusion,”he wrote in the news outlet’s internal Slack, according to atranscript of the conversation obtained by CNN. “Right?”

Yes. Somehow, CNN knows what Brietbart is sayingon their own fucking internal Slack account. I guess hacking is okaywith CNN when they’re doing it - that is, assuming they’re not justmaking shit up again. But the best lines in that “coverage of thecoverage” were these:

Fox News’ first response was relative silence.While CNN and MSNBC went into full coverage on the story, Fox Newsonly briefly visited the topic before moving on to other news, thenreturning to it later.

Eventually, as the story developed, Fox beganto cover the revelations more aggressively. But the network neverwent into non-stop breaking news coverage as CNNand MSNBC did.

Non-stop, indeed. Given that thefacts can be related in literally 23 words (shady Russian lobbyistscores meeting by promising Trump Jr. Hillary dirt, babbles aboutadoption treaties for twenty minutes before being shown the door,) weall know that it was the same as CNN’s usual “non-stop breakingnews coverage” of anything:

But not that fucking Fox News, oh no! Theyreported the facts,and then moved on and came back later,afterthey’d found more facts,toreport those. Andthey call themselves journalists.Tsk.Therealjournalists are hunting down everyonewho was standing in the room,everyone who might have possibly known someone standing in the room,andlabeling them “mastersof the dark arts.” That is not a joke. That is the actualfucking headline. YERA WIZARD, DONNY! THE VODKA DRINKERSARE COMIN FOR YA! Finally,an immigrant the Democrats don’t like. Maybe extreme vetting would’vefound his DarkMarktattoo in time, eh? Or maybe the Azkabanstamp in his passport? Isthat a wand in yer pocket or do you have Hillary’s e-mails for me? Oh, man. But the absolute bestpart of all this is how they’re pawing at everyone’s shins andwhining and spinning little circles because nobody else wants to play- theWaPo is whining about how Trump’s still bullying them as Fake Newsand CNN’s whiningabout those damn pro-Trump media outlets doubting the meeting evenhappened. How can they keep getting away with it? Maybe becausethe mainstream media is sodistrusted nowthat morethan half of Trump’s supporters don’t even believe the meetinghappened, despite Trump Jr. verifying it andreleasinghis e-mails about it.

Allof this - all the tail-chasing, frenzied yapping and excitedurination - is absolutely hilarious,becauseit all amounts to fucking nothing.If Vladamir Putin himself had been lowered from the sky by a chorusof singing angels, moonwalkedto the top floor of Trump Tower and handed Trump all of Hillary’ssecrets engraved on sacred stone tablets, it’d still amount to jackshit.It’sthe same basic fact that’s undermined the left’s vague “collusion”narrative from the beginning - itdoesn’t matter one damn bit who dug up Hillary’s misdeeds in theelection, because theevidence proves it’s true. Hillarywas damaged by her owncampaign’s internal e-mails - youknow, the bald and unvarnished truth of a fawningmedia’s collusion, solicitations of multimillion dollar campaigndonations from the heads of foreign governments and what Democratsreally think of minority voters. 1 + 1 still equals 2 even ifHitler’s the one drawing it on the blackboard. That’s precisely whythe left has relied on constant dark rumor-mongering using a specificscary word, “collusion,” that connotes all manner of shadydealing and wicked deals on the docks at midnight - even though“collusion”literally isn’t a crime. In other words, Robert Mueller - whomeven WaPo admits is trapped in a rad bromance with Comey, andwho’s staffing his Special Probe withlawyers that donated almost exclusively to Democrats -literally has nothing to investigate. Buteven the court of public opinion can’t convict, because no matter howyou look at it, standing in the same room as two Russians for 20minutes isn’t collusion.

Thedefinition of collusion, accordingto Merriam-Webster, is “secret agreement orcooperation especially for an illegal or deceitful purpose.”Note the agreementor co-operation bit. Assenior CNN producer John Bonifield was caughton tape openly admitting, it’s common knowledge that governmentsare alwaystrying to influence politics - and even elections - in othercountries. After all, aCongressional investigation found that Obama’s State Department gavehundreds of thousands of dollars in grants to an Israeli advocacygroup trying to oust Prime Minister Netanyahu (who refused tokiss Obama’s ass on the Iran nuclear deal,) so it’s not a bigsurprise or anything. Nor is meeting with agents of a foreigngovernment, considering that a Ukrainian-American Democratic NationalCommittee operative was caught meeting with theUkrainian embassy in Washington to try and sabotage Trump. Thepredictable justifications (Ukrainians are the Good Guys and Russiaare the Bad Guys) ignore that Ukraine is a big,ugly, corrupt mess, and that the pro-Russian rebels that Putin’spretending his regular Russian army units are actually doexist (just not nearlyin those numbers) and that the Russian intelligence services - andcrony capitalism oligarchy - doubtlessly have tentacles everywhere inthe beleaguered nation. Afterall, left-wingers were whining about Trump’scampaign manager Manafort meeting with Ukrainian businessmen, anda senior Democratic PAC adviser was attacking Scott Walker forreceivingdonations from a “pro-PutinUkrainian businessman,” so clearly they’re not above suspicion- according to theexact same people who were chumming with them, at least!

Lefties havealways known this all amounts to jack diddly shit, which is whythey’ve been using the word collusion,specifically. As I’vesaid before, the way the media get onto the same page - nay, theexact same buzzword, nighinstantly, is never an accident. “Collusion”by definition means “agreement or co-operation.”Governments influencingothers elections by slipping favored candidates tips on theiropponents dirty laundry is nothing new. Governmentsaiding one campaign in return for agreed-upon favors at a later dateis another. Democratsare alleging that Trump and co. sold out to the Russians, so nowthey’re in Putin’s pocket. Thatwas the point of the lurid fanfiction document about Russian hookerspissing on Trump, to allege that he was “vulnerableto Russian blackmail,” and that’s why Democratsand the US intelligence community deliberately spread that pack oflaughable lies around. And they knowthisisan impossibly ludicrous thing to sell, which is why they keeprepeating vague ominous nothings about “collusion” and keepreporting on everything Trump does in the context of the imaginary“ominous cloud” they’ve industriously created themselves for the express intent of throwing shade.

I delayed this post for a bit just to collect morecommentary in my inbox - and not just because it was hilarious(DRUMPF BLOWN OUT ZOMG LOL) but because I hoped it’d be revealing.And indeed it was: consider this one again:

And, well, “part of Russia and itsgovernment’s support for Mr Trump”. Ruse or not, the intent fromthe campaign’s side is clear, and motive goes a long way in aninvestigation and court.

Every single news story I’ve seen on it havequoted almost those exact lines - the Russian’s email proclaiming hispotential offer as “part of Russia and its government’s support,”and Trump Jr’s skeptical approval, “if it’s what you say it is, Ilove it.” This is what they’re trying to spin as “intent tocollude.”

So how about wereadthe actual goddamn emails, eh?

On Jun 3, 2016, at 10:36 AM, Rob Goldstonewrote:

Good morning

Emin just called and asked me to contact youwith something very interesting.

The Crown prosecutor of Russia met withhis father Aras this morning and in their meeting offered toprovide the Trump campaign with some official documents andinformation that would incriminate Hillary and her dealings withRussia and would be very useful to your father.

This is obviously very high level and sensitiveinformation but is part of Russia and its government’s support forMr. Trump - helped along by Aras and Emin.

What do you think is the best way to handlethis information and would you be able to speak to Emin about itdirectly?

I can also send this info to your father viaRhona, but it is ultra sensitive so wanted to send to you first.

Best

Rob Goldstone

There it is, inas many words - an offerto expose Hillary’s shady connections with “Russia.” That’san outright offer to provide dirt - and as LizPeek points out, this offer came shortly after the book “ClintonCash” was published, which exposed a shit-ton of the ClintonFoundation’s lucrative dealings with Russian businessmen. Even theHillaryapologists at politifact couldn’t deny that Bill Clinton receiveda half millionfucking dollar speaking fee forgiving a speech - from a Russian investment bank calledRenaissance Capital which isvery, very much tight with the Kremlin:

Personal connections and a commitment to Russiahave proved critical to Renaissance. Jennings and other execs got toknow many junior officials in the early 1990s who have risen tosenior positions in the Kremlin and at the central bank. RenaissanceDeputy Chairman Robert Foresman has advised state-owned Gazprom,giving him access to Prime Minister Vladimir Putin’s inner circle.At a Renaissance investor conference in June speakers includedFinance Minister Alexei Kudrin and Arkady Dvorkovich, aide to RussianPresident Dmitry Medvedev.

Andlet��s not forget Sergei Magnitsky, a Russan lawyer whofingered Renaissance Capital as part of a massive government-involvedtax fraud scheme, was arrested by said government, then murdered inprison to keep him silent. These guys are dirty as hell.

Nospeech, not even from God himself, is worth a half-millionfucking dollars a pop. That’sa hefty ass-kissing “donation”, any way you look at it - and beforeHillary became Secretary of State, Bill pulled down that half-miljust twice. After she became SecState, he got a half-mill forspeeches eleventimes.

Anddid I mention that Bill wasbeing paid a half-million dollars for fucking nothing around the sametime Hillary was pushing for approval for Russiato buy a controlling interest in Uranium One, one of the largesturanium mines in America?

Nowconsider that - given Russia’s crony capitalism/mafia stylegovernment (as exemplified by Renaissance Capital’s tight ties withthe Kremlin) and the constant murder of journalists or anyone elsewho could spill the details on these things (including Magnitskyhimself,) the only people who wouldhave this informationwould be “The Russian Government.” That’sexactly why the email offer mentioned it - it was mandatory to bebait the hook.

Andthis is why the media have very, very carefully omitted that lineabout Hillary’sconnections with Russia, andexactly why Trump Jr. tweeted out the emails himself - becauseit makes it screamingly obvious that his “intent” was to getproof of Hillary’s shady dealings and misdeeds. Hedidn’t promise any favor trading with the Russians, he didn’t promiseto to give them “special consideration,” and he didn’t promise tohost Putin’s fucking birthday party, either. That isn’t“collusion,” by definition.

Mindyou, the Russians were definitely up to no good. The lawyer,Natalia Veselnitskaya, spent all her time in Washington and environslobbying against anti-Russian sanctions -after receiving special clearance to enter the country fromLoretta Lynch herself. (Gee,ain’t that funny?) Oncethere, she spent most of her time trying to lobby for “making itlegal for Americans to adopt Russian orphans again,” banned by aRussian law that was retaliation for what she reallywanted to lobby against, the Magnitsky Act - economic sanctions onRussia, named after the whistleblower murdered after he ratted on thecompany that later stuffed 500 million dollars into Bill Clinton’ssticky pockets. Thiseditorial details why the Magnitsky Act really chaps Putin’s ass,but that act itself,likethe orphans/adoption thing, just a way to open up the topic ofanti-Russian economic sanctions. Considering that the ~masterof the dark arts~Americancitizen lobbyist that translated for her is ex-KGB, and thatNatalia droppedher promised Evidence On Hillary to launch right into her lobbyingspiel, it’s pretty clear what the goal was. Most likely, she wasshilling the same Kremlin bullshit she’d pushed everywhere else, withthe promised Evidence Of Hillary’s Crimes a bullshit lie to get inthe door. Or at absolute worst, she was trying to dangle a potentialpromise of ~evidence~ in return for potential or implied promises ofTrump’s future administration to lower sanctions on Russia (whichhe’s refused to do, by the way.) At best she was wasting TrumpJr’s. time, and at worst she was trying to solicit a deal - i.e.,collusion.

Andthat’s about when Trump Jr. showedher the door.

Evena fucking dog figuresout that you didn’t actually throw that ball after a few seconds oflooking for it, but the media’s still yapping like they finallycaught that invisible car they’ve been chasing. They’reso completely and utterly absorbed by their own narrative thatthey’ve come to believe it themselves. It’d be cute if they weren’tgrown adults with collegedegrees, you know? IfSatan himself had slithered out of a flaming crevasse andhanded Trump Jr. Hillary’s banking statements on a dead-babyparchment scroll, it still wouldn’t fucking matter unless they hadTrump Jr. signature on a contract selling his soul for it. Andwhat they’ve got now is a campaign operative saying “fuck yes Iwant an October surprise to dunk my opponent with!” Andthis is before you getto the Democrats colluding with Ukrainians at the same time they wereattacking Ukrainians on Trump’s side for being evil andsuspicious, before you weigh theClintons having a corrupt Kremlin-complicit bank stuffing cashin Bill’s pocket as Hillary sells out our biggest fucking uraniummine to the Russians, and before you weigh Loretta Lynch personallygiving that Evil Russian Lawyer permission to enter the country inthe first place.

Andthey honestly don’t understand why nobody believes them. Thegiggles that keep on giving. It’s amazing.

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"Alien: Resurrection"- A fun big-budget 'B-Movie.' Trite and a bit mindless, but ferociously entertaining!

One of the longest running modern day horror franchises, "Alien" is a fascinating beast in the world of entertainment and media. With its humble origins as a quiet, slow-burn sci-fi thriller, the series evolved through sequels and spin-offs into something else entirely. Whether it be through James Cameron's exquisite action-extravaganza "Aliens", or the Paul W.S. Anderson schlock-tastic crossover "AVP: Alien VS Predator", or even series co-creator Ridley Scott's own pseudo- philosophical quasi-prequel "Prometheus"... "Alien" has changed and evolved quite a bit over the past forty years. But one release in particular has attracted an almost unanimous scorn and unending ridicule from all over the fanbase. A film that's so reviled, it's almost become a prerequisite that you're just expected to hate it. That being 1997's "Alien: Resurrection"- a strange little footnote in the series that tries its hardest but never quite comes together into much of anything. An attempt to turn the series around after the mixed reception garnered by "Alien 3", this fourth film aims for the stars, but stumbles and falls flat on its face. Although, if I am to be completely honest... I actually don't mind it too much. It's silly, but quite amusing and thrilling, with stylish visual direction and plenty of laughs and thrills to go around. Yes, "Resurrection" might be a mindless and trite exercise in style over substance... but it's also bold and extraordinarily entertaining. It's a ton of fun, even if it is objectively a "bad movie." Two-hundred years after the events of the previous film, scientists working for the military successfully clone Ellen Ripley (Sigourney Weaver) and the queen embryo she had been impregnated with, intent on allowing the alien life-form to reproduce so that they might study its race. This "new" Ripley has retained some faint memories of her former life thanks to genetic memory, but as a result of the cloning process, has also taken on some characteristics of the dreaded "xenomorph" species. When the offspring of the alien queen manage to escape, however, Ripley is forced to team up with a group of mercenary space-pirates (including Ron Perlman, Winona Ryder) in order to escape. Along the way, she will uncover startling and deadly revelations about the project that brought her back to life, and come face to face with a devilish new threat... Directed by Jean-Pierre Jeunet from a script by the world-renowned geek-god Joss Whedon, "Resurrection" does so much right that it's frankly a shame it's so routinely dismissed without much thought. It's essentially an incredibly slick and exceedingly well-made crappy B-movie. The plot is ridiculous. The characters silly and archetypal. And it's filled to burst with nonstop gore and effects. But it's made with a massive budget, an A-list cast and comes from a wildly talented director with a clear vision. Even on a pure aesthetic level, it's one of the most striking films of the franchise, with Jeunet's wonderful eye for flow and composition delivering many incredible set-pieces and designs that'll stick with you. It's just a gorgeous film all around. The cast is an absolute blast, with Weaver once again knocking it out of the park. Especially as this "new" Ripley also goes through some fascinating changes that both allow Weaver to stretch her acting chops... and have some fun chewing the scenery from time to time. Perlman and Ryder are good fun as members of a space-pirate team, with Perlman in particular being a good fit for the franchise. He's a criminally underrated performer and it's a joy seeing him on- screen. We also get small but fun turns from the likes of Brad Dourif, Dan Hedaya and Michael Wincott, and all serve the film quite well. The effects and action are top-notch for the time, with many sequences still holding up quite well to this day. An underwater chase-scene and a trippy climactic battle against a potential new threat in particular being eye-popping and absolutely jaw-dropping. And the wonderful cinematography and almost amniotic musical score add much to every single scene. But yeah... despite that praise, the film does have a lot of problems. Like I said above- it's basically a big-budget B-movie filled with the tropes and archetypes you'd expect, and it doesn't fit in with the rest of the series quite well. Unless you're willing to forgive a lot and go with the flow, you're not gonna have a good time with "Resurrection." There has been a lot of talk of how Whedon disowned the film and felt his script wasn't translated properly to screen, and I could definitely see shades of that. For all the amazing things he does, Jeunet seems less interested with story and more interested in increasingly psychotic visuals. And if you're looking for anything more than surface-level entertainment, you'll be sadly let-down. But me? I take movies for what they are and what they aspire to be. It's clear everyone involved on-screen is having a lot of fun. It's clear that Jeunet is trying to build a wild thrill-ride of a monster-movie. And it's clear that this is a film more concerned with crazed displays of gore and effects than a cohesive story. And you know what? I had a lot of fun with it. It's technically a "bad" movie, but to me... it's a FUN bad movie. And I'm giving it slightly above average 6 out of 10. Give it another shot with an open mind. It just might surprise you how enjoyable "Alien: Resurrection" really is.

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1619 Project Founder: Don’t Mistake “Politically Black” With “Racially Black”

Racing to defend Joe Biden for his remarks on Friday that “you ain’t black” if you have a hard time deciding between him and Trump, New York Times journalist and self-appointed historical revisionary Nikole Hannah-Jones threw off the (thin) veil of left-wing identity politics.

“There is a difference between being politically black and being racially black. I am not defending anyone but we all know this and should stop pretending that we don’t,” she tweeted.

After coming under fire for this too-honest tweet, Hannah-Jones deleted it and explained herself in a subsequent post.

“So, the point I was trying to make, though apparently not well, is being born black does not necessitate being politically black. And it’s strange that people are appearing to argue there’s no such thing as black politics when there are entire courses on it,” she said.

Well, yeah. You might as well have kept the first post up, because that’s exactly what everyone took from it. Your “clarification” just solidifies the original, reprehensible sentiment. But you’re right about one thing: It’s not surprising and people probably should stop pretending that this isn’t what the left believes.

The left has made it clear that Tim Scott of South Carolina is not really black. The same can, of course, be said for Supreme Court Justice Clarence Thomas, who has no spotlight in Washington D.C.’s Museum of African-American History. Bill Cosby lost his black card when he criticized black parents for failing to raise their children right. Hell, in the most popular documentary series in America right now, we see none other than Barack Obama criticizing Michael Jordan for refusing to endorse a black North Carolina Democrat back in the 1990s. Hannah-Jones is right: There is very much a difference between political blackness and racial blackness – at least as far as the Democrat left is concerned.

Of course, it’s not just about blackness, is it? No, no. We remember how LGBT advocacy magazines disowned PayPal founder Peter Thiel after he appeared at the 2016 Republican convention to throw his endorsement behind Donald Trump. Hell, Pete Buttigieg was running for the Democratic nomination this year, and there was plenty of murmuring about how he wasn’t “gay enough” to really represent the activist community. This is how ridiculous identity politics have gotten.

The truth is that these leftist leaders don’t care about skin color, sexual orientation, or anything else. They only care about those things as a means to their Marxist ends. They are weapons to be used in a war for the soul of America. God willing, the unsuspecting pawns of this war will soon wake up and see the game that’s being played with their lives.

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“When you think of Oxford, homeless isn’t usually the first word that comes to mind. Usually, you would think of a big city, but never Oxford Mississippi.”

Davis McCool, the 18-year-old editor in chief for The Charger, Oxford High School’s newspaper, said about the recent issue of homeless students in the Oxford School District.

“I was astonished to find out that 93 students in the district were registered under ‘The McKinney-Vento Homeless Education Assistance Act,’” McCool said. “Little did I know, there are hundreds more that just aren’t registered.”

McCool recently won Mississippi Journalist of the Year in part for his breaking news story on the issue.

“Obviously, it’s a huge issue,” McCool said. “We really wanted to get the word out, and we really wanted to raise awareness to this issue that most of Oxford had no idea existed.”

Billy Canale, 2010 graduate of Oxford High School and current Oxford resident says the idea of any of his classmates being homeless is intolerable.

“It deeply saddens me that kids are living in homelessness with no control over their situation,” Canale says. “I’m thankful that light is being shed on the situation and that people are becoming aware of the problem.”

The Oxford School District, along with members of the community have begun trying to combat the issue through a GoFundMe that has raised over two thousand dollars. The community is also trying to face these issues head on with organizations like More Than a Meal and Love Packs, which offer food and supplies for these students.

“Personally, a lot of my friends and I, we’re much better off than the normal person,” McCool admitted. “In a community like Oxford, you kinda, involuntary turn a blind-eye to these sorts of things and people, so it’s awesome to see so many people turn out.”

Through reporting the story, McCool found out one of the students in his class was homeless.

“She wanted to remain anonymous and I didn’t know her beforehand, never got her name, that wasn’t important,” McCool said. “Talking to her throughout the interview I thought, ‘Wow,’ this is a reality to some people in Oxford Mississippi, a place you’d never guess in thousand years, just miles from your house.’”

McCool said interviewing her really “opened his eyes.”

“Her dad was an alcoholic and her mom was a drug addict and they disowned her from the beginning,” McCool said. “Many nights she’d leave school and have no idea where she was going ‘home’ to.”

The most common places these students live are with friends and distant family members, but they don’t end up staying in one place for long.

“These are your classmates and they’re going through hell every night when they get home,” McCool said. “Her story isn’t one of a kind. There are hundreds in the Oxford School District just like hers.”

Scott Brown, 17, a senior at Oxford High School, says it’s hard to tell who may be homeless.

“I really don’t know if any of the people I know are or aren’t,” Brown says. “It’s wild to think that someone in high school, my age, doesn’t have a place to lay their head when they’re tired.”

Since having read the article, Oxford High School Principal Bradley Roberson told McCool he wanted to build some sort of shelter on the school grounds where students, faculty and community members could donate clothes and food.

“Above all else, money is the root of all problems and all help, so I’m sure these students would love your funding and help,” McCool said. “All these kids want is to be loved and have friends, just receive that loving touch. It’s something that we can do better as students when they are there amongst us.”

McCool wants to encourage everyone to see this issue and say, “I can actually help.

“This experience has let me take a step back and realize how appreciative I am for living this affluent lifestyle, in this great community, going to school in the number one school district in the state,” McCool said. “There’s no reason we deserve all these things and they don’t. I think this whole experience has made myself and hopefully, those in the community more aware.”

Story Contributed by Connor Heitzmann. [email protected]

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