#Women Hanged in Movies

[bizarrepotpourri]

This set of gifs comes from 1990 Roger Corman movie Frankenstein Unbound. Catherine Corman (Roger's daughter) plays Justine, nanny of Victor Frankenstein's young brother. Frankenstein refuses to clear her name after his monster kills the boy, resulting in her execution.

[sskk-manifesto]

Bungou Stray Dogs: Dead Apple and how “ability users” (opposite to “normal people”) learning to accept themselves through the acceptance of their own abilities is a queer metaphor of acceptance of own's sexual orientation and gender: an essay by me

[firelise]

Film & TV I Think About A Lot » Eve's Bayou (1997) dir. Kasi Lemmons

"When I was your age, before I ever did the counseling, I could look at people, complete strangers, and see their whole lives so clear. But when I looked at each of my husbands, I never saw a thing. That's how it always is. Blind to my own life."

[thirtyskeletons]

watched the green knight for the first time (baby’s first a24 movie). best possible movie to see an incredibly sexy man wearing slutty low cut shirts bumbling around being soaking wet and pathetic

[ancient-romes]

“it was so feminism 101” HONESTLY like that fucking speech america ferrera gave to margot robbie was so first line of a textbook in a women’s study class, it’s like something you’d tell a ten year old girl being faced with misogyny for the first time, and all the “girl math/girl dinner/here’s this complex political issue explained ‘for the girlies’” women ate it the fuck up like are you not embarrassed that this was seen as so revolutionary?? we should be past this in our modern society

LITERALLY OMG!!! I originally expected the movie to just be silly and then i saw waves and waves of women claiming it was so profound and deep and made them cry so when i watched America's speech i was like is that IT?? It was the most hand-held I've ever felt watching something and this isn't even a kids movie

[pisshandkerchief]

I wish MY job was beach

[bizarrepotpourri]

Stills from Salem S1E5 "Sabbat" and S1E12 "Ashes, Ashes". Sometimes girls just want to have fun and it upsets the bible-thumpers disproportionately.

[filmcel]

[siflshonen]

Jo Carol Bran from the Black Jack movie is the anime woman I wish I was if I was in an anime movie

[gravedice]

I genuinely don't know how to feel about this Princess Peach game coming out.

On one hand, Peach is deserving of her own game and own adventure, and it's been too long since she's stared in a title as the main character.

One the other hand, instead of going out into the world on an adventure and fighting a bad guy, she's putting on costumes and entering stage plays.

Her original appearance as a main character, if I am remembering correctly, she was given a wand that let her use her emotions to solve puzzles and fight people. So we've gone from an overly emotional Peach to a Peach that is dressing up in fashionable outfits.

And I get that's like, the worst way to frame both the scenarios in these games, but it's like, in a world where Princess Peach can be a very feminine badass, she can carry the same energy she has in titles where she's playable alongside Mario into her own games instead of having mechanics couched in stereotypes about women.

The concept with the stage plays, and the costumes, is a novel gimmick, and I always enjoy experimentation in a long running franchise. It's just unfortunate, given the history of the character, and that this is her second solo outing. I don't think I'd be thinking about it this much or be this conflicted if this was her third outing, and they had given her a more traditional Mario game concept in between her two solo outings.

[kylejsugarman]

antichrist is a good movie that could've been great if it had been directed by someone who isnt so visibly, viscerally weird about women

[kitkatt0430]

Angela Lansbury!!!! She is indeed the persnickety Aunt March in this version of Little Women

she's got a parrot that's a little too friendly from how Jo reacts to it

Aunt March - Well we can choose who we fall in love with.

... aro vibes tbh, because allos definitely don't see falling in love as a choice

[lycorid]

I can’t watch true crime shit because it makes my blood boil and I just can’t shut up during it.

[leyiorr]

i can't stop looking at her t-t-t-t, FACE!

mdni.

satoru gojo is doomed.

why is he doomed, you ask? well, put bluntly, you, his girlfriend of five months, are driving him absolutely crazy.

crazy is an understatement, actually. insane, mad, mental, unhinged, deranged, bonkers - whatever you want to call it. he's holding on by a thread; the thinly woven string known as sanity growing ever weaker as the days roll by and turn into weeks.

of course, he's only blaming you. you hadn't actually done anything wrong.

you're the first relationship satoru's had in his life, and he'd be damned if some inappropriate thoughts ruin his chances with the love of his life. he'd never been happier - dating you gave him the kind of happiness he thought only existed in movies; the kind of giddiness of a child in a candy store.

he was devoted to you in every way, shape and form - you are everything he's dreamed of and more.

more.

that's right, you were more.

recently, you were the devil's temptation personified.

surprisingly, even after twenty-odd years of being one of the most attractive guys around, and having women throw themselves at him like he's some kind of greek deity, satoru is a virgin. i'll repeat that, he is a virgin. a fact that only suguru knows. a fact that he's neglected to tell his girlfriend.

he may have a flirtatious personality and the ability to charm ninety percent of the human race with one of his thousand-kilowatt smiles, but in truth, he had never dated anyone. ever. let alone got his dick in a pussy.

so when he starts wanting to go further, he's not sure how to bring it up without sounding like a horndog.

it all started when you wore a sleek black dress to one of your dates. it clung to your figure, fabric wrapping shamelessly around your every curve and tickling your midthigh at its end. and if that wasn't bad enough, it had a plunging neckline, giving the world - satoru specifically - an eyeful of the assets god gifted you with. your boobs were practically spilling out of your dress, the light catching your cleavage as you held his arm. he could feel himself salivating like some sort of perv. how was he supposed to focus with aphrodite's personal creation hanging off his arm?

his eyes began to drift to the flesh of your chest more than he'd like to admit. all sorts of r-rated scenarios ran through his head and he dared to entertain every. single. one. he could do so much with them, tease them, spit on them, pinch them, suck on them, put his dick between them-

“satoru?”

his gaze snaps back to your face at record speed. you notice how he's chewing his bottom lip, flush creeping onto his cheekbones and the tips of his ears. his hands are clammy; there's suddenly too little oxygen in his room.

“did you listen to anything i said?” your arms fold beneath your bosom and satoru almost implodes.

what do you expect him to do? the necklace around your neck has his initial on it, and it hovers over your tits almost mockingly. if it snapped, the letter would fall right between the valley of your breasts-

“satoru!”

he's choking on his saliva, apologizing profusely as he encourages you to continue your story - though he hasn't heard shit over the blood pumping loudly in his ears.

it's a battle no, a war between his rationality and his desires and he doesn't know which is winning. his rationality wins when he's around you - he just sucks in a breath and thugs it out, no matter how much his dick shouts at him. but in private, he's letting the desires win as his fists himself to the thought of you, your lips, your ass; your boobs.

the first time he sees you in a bikini he has to take a breather before he can get into a game of beach volleyball with you and the group.

(and even then he was struggling. every time you jumped for the ball the only thing he was looking at was your tits.)

he should be neutered. effective immediately.

it drags out for so long that you finally notice, and force him to talk to you about why he's avoiding you, and if you'd done anything wrong. but all you get is:

“baby, i'm so sorry- you're so pretty and i can't help myself. i didn't know how to bring up that i wanted to take our relationship to the next step, you mean the world to me and i'd hate to make you uncomfortable-” he trips and stumbles over his words-

“...is that it?”

and his eyes bug out of his head as he stares at you. weeks, months of agony over this and all you have to say is 'is that it'?

he doesn't even have chance to respond; to process your words before you're popping the top button of your blouse.

yeah, satoru gojo is doomed.

[tsuyoiqueen]

Snapshots (2018)

What was the first "LGBTQ+" movie you ever watched? Because my friend just told me hers was I Now Pronounce You Chuck and Larry (2007) which was the worst/funniest possible answer

[bizarrepotpourri]

Mary Stockley as Ruth Ellis in Pierrepoint: The Last Hangman (2005).

Very important images that influenced my recent stories, as I mentioned, particularly "Unlucky Thirteen".