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Can we take a moment to appreciate young adult Blair Pollock?
#ts4 gameplay#ts4 challenge#ts4 legacy challenge#ts4 screenshots#they aged up while I was away with Jay I'M SORRY BABY I DIDN'T EVEN KNOW IT WAS YOUR BIRTHDAY 😭😭#they're sooooooo hawt 😫#don't tell anyone but they're leif's favourite 😆#cofcofandminecof evenififorgettheirbirthday#pollock legacy#gen3#blair pollock
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It's true there's not much to see in Glimmerbrook, but they enjoyed a long afternoon walk the next day, sharing stories and catching up! That was until Renee came across some mysterious gates in which Bryce did not approve of entering. Curiosity got the better of Renee and she convinced her Dad there was nothing to be afraid of, as Daphne knows the place well!
#ts4#sims 4#ts4 gameplay#ts4 legacy#postcard legacy#postcard gen 2#bryce reichmann#renee reichmann#robbie reichmann#leilani kahananui by duusheen#the pollocks by duusheen#jay pollock by duusheen#daphne diamandis#duusheen collab#ngl i did the post today so set it to queue 2 hours later ahaha!#i took too many pics the lighting was bad and everything too dark#glimmerbrooks just surrounded by trees#LOOK AT SIMONE AND BLAIR!!#THEY ARE BOTH SO CUTE!!#and also at bryces face lol
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full list of biden letter 2:
Aaron Bay-Schuck Aaron Sorkin Adam & Jackie Sandler Adam Goodman Adam Levine Alan Grubman Alex Aja Alex Edelman Alexandra Shiva Ali Wentworth Alison Statter Allan Loeb Alona Tal Amy Chozick Amy Pascal Amy Schumer Amy Sherman Palladino Andrew Singer Andy Cohen Angela Robinson Anthony Russo Antonio Campos Ari Dayan Ari Greenburg Arik Kneller Aron Coleite Ashley Levinson Asif Satchu Aubrey Plaza Barbara Hershey Barry Diller Barry Levinson Barry Rosenstein Beau Flynn Behati Prinsloo Bella Thorne Ben Stiller Ben Turner Ben Winston Ben Younger Billy Crystal Blair Kohan Bob Odenkirk Bobbi Brown Bobby Kotick Brad Falchuk Brad Slater Bradley Cooper Bradley Fischer Brett Gelman Brian Grazer Bridget Everett Brooke Shields Bruna Papandrea Cameron Curtis Casey Neistat Cazzie David
Charles Roven Chelsea Handler Chloe Fineman Chris Fischer Chris Jericho Chris Rock Christian Carino Cindi Berger Claire Coffee Colleen Camp Constance Wu Courteney Cox Craig Silverstein Dame Maureen Lipman Dan Aloni Dan Rosenweig Dana Goldberg Dana Klein Daniel Palladino Danielle Bernstein Danny Cohen Danny Strong Daphne Kastner David Alan Grier David Baddiel David Bernad David Chang David Ellison David Geffen David Gilmour & David Goodman David Joseph David Kohan David Lowery David Oyelowo David Schwimmer Dawn Porter Dean Cain Deborah Lee Furness Deborah Snyder Debra Messing Diane Von Furstenberg Donny Deutsch Doug Liman Douglas Chabbott Eddy Kitsis Edgar Ramirez Eli Roth Elisabeth Shue Elizabeth Himelstein Embeth Davidtz Emma Seligman Emmanuelle Chriqui Eric Andre Erik Feig Erin Foster Eugene Levy Evan Jonigkeit Evan Winiker Ewan McGregor Francis Benhamou Francis Lawrence Fred Raskin Gabe Turner Gail Berman Gal Gadot Gary Barber Gene Stupinski Genevieve Angelson Gideon Raff Gina Gershon Grant Singer Greg Berlanti Guy Nattiv Guy Oseary Gwyneth Paltrow Hannah Fidell Hannah Graf Harlan Coben Harold Brown Harvey Keitel Henrietta Conrad Henry Winkler Holland Taylor Howard Gordon Iain Morris Imran Ahmed Inbar Lavi Isla Fisher Jack Black Jackie Sandler Jake Graf Jake Kasdan James Brolin James Corden Jamie Ray Newman Jaron Varsano Jason Biggs & Jenny Mollen Biggs Jason Blum Jason Fuchs Jason Reitman Jason Segel Jason Sudeikis JD Lifshitz Jeff Goldblum Jeff Rake Jen Joel Jeremy Piven Jerry Seinfeld Jesse Itzler Jesse Plemons Jesse Sisgold Jessica Biel Jessica Elbaum Jessica Seinfeld Jill Littman Jimmy Carr Jody Gerson
Joe Hipps Joe Quinn Joe Russo Joe Tippett Joel Fields Joey King John Landgraf John Slattery Jon Bernthal Jon Glickman Jon Hamm Jon Liebman Jonathan Baruch Jonathan Groff Jonathan Marc Sherman Jonathan Ross Jonathan Steinberg Jonathan Tisch Jonathan Tropper Jordan Peele Josh Brolin Josh Charles Josh Goldstine Josh Greenstein Josh Grode Judd Apatow Judge Judy Sheindlin Julia Garner Julia Lester Julianna Margulies Julie Greenwald Julie Rudd Juliette Lewis Justin Theroux Justin Timberlake Karen Pollock Karlie Kloss Katy Perry Kelley Lynch Kevin Kane Kevin Zegers Kirsten Dunst Kitao Sakurai KJ Steinberg Kristen Schaal Kristin Chenoweth Lana Del Rey Laura Dern Laura Pradelska Lauren Schuker Blum Laurence Mark Laurie David Lea Michele Lee Eisenberg Leo Pearlman Leslie Siebert Liev Schreiber Limor Gott Lina Esco Liz Garbus Lizanne Rosenstein Lizzie Tisch Lorraine Schwartz Lynn Harris Lyor Cohen Madonna Mandana Dayani Mara Buxbaum Marc Webb Marco Perego Maria Dizzia Mark Feuerstein Mark Foster Mark Scheinberg Mark Shedletsky Martin Short Mary Elizabeth Winstead Mathew Rosengart Matt Lucas Matt Miller Matthew Bronfman Matthew Hiltzik Matthew Weiner Matti Leshem Max Mutchnik Maya Lasry Meaghan Oppenheimer Melissa Zukerman Michael Aloni Michael Ellenberg Michael Green Michael Rapino Michael Rappaport Michael Weber Michelle Williams Mike Medavoy Mila Kunis Mimi Leder Modi Wiczyk Molly Shannon Nancy Josephson Natasha Leggero
Neil Blair Neil Druckmann Nicola Peltz Nicole Avant Nina Jacobson Noa Kirel Noa Tishby Noah Oppenheim Noah Schnapp Noreena Hertz Odeya Rush Olivia Wilde Oran Zegman Orlando Bloom Pasha Kovalev Pattie LuPone Paul & Julie Rudd Paul Haas Paul Pflug Peter Traugott Polly Sampson Rachel Riley Rafi Marmor Ram Bergman Raphael Margulies Rebecca Angelo Rebecca Mall Regina Spektor Reinaldo Marcus Green Rich Statter Richard Jenkins Richard Kind Rick Hoffman Rick Rosen Rita Ora Rob Rinder Robert Newman Roger Birnbaum Roger Green Rosie O’Donnell Ross Duffer Ryan Feldman Sacha Baron Cohen Sam Levinson Sam Trammell Sara Foster Sarah Baker Sarah Bremner Sarah Cooper Sarah Paulson Sarah Treem Scott Braun Scott Braun Scott Neustadter Scott Tenley Sean Combs Seth Meyers Seth Oster Shannon Watts Shari Redstone Sharon Jackson Sharon Stone Shauna Perlman Shawn Levy Sheila Nevins Shira Haas Simon Sebag Montefiore Simon Tikhman Skylar Astin Stacey Snider Stephen Fry Steve Agee Steve Rifkind Sting & Trudie Styler Susanna Felleman Susie Arons Taika Waititi Thomas Kail Tiffany Haddish Todd Lieberman Todd Moscowitz Todd Waldman Tom Freston Tom Werner Tomer Capone Tracy Ann Oberman Trudie Styler Tyler James Williams Tyler Perry Vanessa Bayer Veronica Grazer Veronica Smiley Whitney Wolfe Herd
Will Ferrell Will Graham Yamanieka Saunders Yariv Milchan Ynon Kreiz Zack Snyder Zoe Saldana Zoey Deutch Zosia Mamet
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Supporters of #NoHostageLeftBehind Open Letter to Joe Biden - Part 2/2
Gabe Turner
Gail Berman
Gary Barber
Genevieve Angelson
Gideon Raff
Grant Singer
Greg Berlanti
Guy Nattiv
Hannah Fidell
Hannah Graf
Harlan Coben
Harold Brown
Henrietta Conrad
Howard Gordon
Iain Morris
Imran Ahmed
Inbar Lavi
Jackie Sandler
Jake Graf
Jake Kasdan
Jamie Ray Newman
Jaron Varsano
Jason Fuchs
Jason Biggs & Jenny Mollen Biggs
Jason Segel
JD Lifshitz
Jeff Rake
Jen Joel
Jeremy Piven
Jesse Itzler
Jesse Sisgold
Jill Littman
Jody Gerson
Joe Hipps
Joe Quinn
Joe Russo
Joe Tippett
Joel Fields
John Landgraf
Jon Bernthal
Jon Glickman
Jon Liebman
Jonathan Baruch
Jonathan Groff
Jonathan Tropper
Jonathan Marc Sherman
Jonathan Steinberg
Jonathan Tisch
Josh Goldstine
Josh Greenstein
Josh Grode
Julia Lester
Julie Greenwald
Karen Pollock
Kelley Lynch
Kevin Kane
Kevin Zegers
Kitao Sakurai
KJ Steinberg
Laura Pradelska
Lauren Schuker Blum
Laurence Mark
Laurie David
Lee Eisenberg
Leslie Siebert
Leo Pearlman
Limor Gott
Lina Esco
Liz Garbus
Lizanne Rosenstein
Lizzie Tisch
Lorraine Schwartz
Lynn Harris
Lyor Cohen
Mandana Dayani
Maria Dizzia
Mara Buxbaum
Marc Webb
Marco Perego
Mark Feuerstein
Mark Shedletsky
Mark Scheinberg
Mathew Rosengart
Matt Lucas
Matt Miller
Matthew Bronfman
Matthew Hiltzik
Matti Leshem
Dame Maureen Lipman
Max Mutchnik
Maya Lasry
Meaghan Oppenheimer
Melissa Zukerman
Michael Ellenberg
Michael Aloni
Michael Green
Michael Rapino
Michael Weber
Mike Medavoy
Mimi Leder
Modi Wiczyk
Nancy Josephson
Natasha Leggero
Neil Blair
Neil Druckmann
Nicole Avant
Nina Jacobson
Noa Kirel
Noah Oppenheim
Noreena Hertz
Odeya Rush
Oran Zegman
Pasha Kovalev
Paul Haas
Paul Pflug
Peter Traugott
Rachel Riley
Rafi Marmor
Ram Bergman
Raphael Margulies
Rebecca Angelo
Rebecca Mall
Reinaldo Marcus Green
Rich Statter
Richard Kind
Rick Hoffman
Rick Rosen
Robert Newman
Rob Rinder
Roger Birnbaum
Roger Green
Rosie O'Donnell
Ryan Feldman
Sam Trammell
Sarah Baker
Sarah Bremner
Sarah Treem
Scott Tenley
Seth Oster
Scott Braun
Scott Neustadter
Shannon Watts
Shari Redstone
Sharon Jackson
Shauna Perlman
Shawn Levy
Sheila Nevins
Simon Sebag Montefiore
Simon Tikhman
Skylar Astin
Stacey Snider
Stephen Fry
Steve Agee
Steve Rifkind
Susanna Felleman
Susie Arons
Todd Lieberman
Todd Moscowitz
Todd Waldman
Tom Freston
Tom Werner
Tomer Capone
Tracy Ann Oberman
Trudie Styler
Tyler James Williams
Vanessa Bayer
Veronica Grazer
Veronica Smiley
Whitney Wolfe Herd
Will Graham
Yamanieka Saunders
Yariv Milchan
Ynon Kreiz
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“Anhedönia has been getting more acquainted with Ethel Cain, the character whose story she’s been tracing across multiple projects since 2018, and whose background she plans to explore further on an EP planned for later this year. Listeners first got to know the full, tragic arc she had in mind on her 2022 debut album, Preacher’s Daughter — a stunning release that showed Anhedönia’s atmospheric production and her knack for Southern Gothic imagery and intense themes, like religious indoctrination, sexual violence, isolation, and family trauma.
Ethel Cain is a work of fiction, one that first came to Anhedönia on “A House in Nebraska,” a spine-tingling song she wrote at age 19. Ethel and her creator share a lot in common. Both are women who took off on their own, leaving their oppressive Christian communities: Ethel grew up in Alabama, while Anhedönia herself came from a rural town in Florida called Perry, where she was home-schooled and brought up Baptist. But Anhedönia takes Ethel into much darker terrain from there on Preacher’s Daughter, having the character grapple with abuse at the hands of her father as she treks out west, where she encounters drugs, sex work, and dangerous men — until eventually she’s kidnapped, killed, and cannibalized.
It’s a violent, fatalist plot told over dazed pianos and dramatic blasts of distortion, Anhedönia’s voice often steady and dreamlike even at cruel turns. She’d long looked up to artists like Lana Del Rey, Marina, and Florence + the Machine, and her debut album feels like a twisted collage of those references playing over a feverish Donald Ray Pollock novel — he’s one of her favorite writers, along with others in the Southern Gothic canon. The EP she’s working on now covers Ethel’s high school years. Anhedönia says she envisions it as another chapter to a longer story she’s been telling: “I feel like this is truly laying Ethel Cain to rest.”
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There was one part of secular culture that Anhedönia recalls being allowed to explore: horror movies, which she watched at her grandparents’ house. “I was really anxious and scared of everything. And so my pop, in all his wisdom, decided I should come spend the night and watch every R-rated horror movie that he had.” They’d go to Walmart and buy a Betty Crocker cake with strawberry icing to eat while they watched The Blair Witch Project, The Ring, or the Final Destination series. “He was like, ‘Watch this, you won’t be scared anymore,’ ” Anhedönia says.
But slowly, real-world uncertainties began to set in. Anhedönia says she’d always understood, somewhere deep inside of her, that she felt an attraction to both sexes. “I had crushes on girls, I had crushes on boys,” she says. “And I didn’t even really know what that meant.” Her neighborhood was small and full of old ladies, as she describes it, and she’d noticed that people treated one of her neighbors, a gay man who lived in town, differently. “I started to get this inkling in my head at some point as I was approaching adolescence, like, ‘Is that not allowed?’ ” So when she was about 11 years old, she turned to her parents with an innocent query. “I thought I was just going to be like, ‘Hey … I have a question.’ ” This is often painted as Anhedönia’s coming-out story, but the truth is, she was just a kid asking about something she didn’t fully understand. “I was like, ‘I think I like boys.’ ”
In a community obsessed with upholding puritanical ideals they believed would keep the devil at bay, all hell broke loose, she says. Families from her church would tell her mom that Anhedönia couldn’t play with their kids. Her parents sent her to therapy. Her life grew even lonelier and darker, cascading into several years that she now says she hardly remembers — in between home-school lessons, she spent most of her time in bed with the curtains drawn. “Living in that environment, you just want to get out of it,” she says. “I remember just kind of locking away parts of myself and thinking, ‘You’re going to wake up, you’re going to eat, you’re going to deal with whatever happens today, you’re going to go to sleep, and then you’re going to keep doing that until this is over.’ ”
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At 16, she started taking classes at a community college, then went to school to become a nail technician at 18. By then, she’d flown out the door and started living on her own in Tallahassee, indulging in her new freedom. She experimented with acid, opioids, Xanax, meth once. “When you come from such an oppressive upbringing, you tend to spiral for a moment,” she admits. It was right around then that the idea of Ethel Cain began blossoming in her mind.
She found other answers, too. “It wasn’t until I was nearing adulthood when I discovered what being trans was, through Tumblr of all places,” she recalls. “I didn’t even know you could do that. I didn’t know that was a thing.” Up until then, her church had told her she was gay. The actual identity she came to understand for herself “wasn’t even in the conversation in any way,” she continues. “Wrong letter.”
Anhedönia is careful when she talks about being trans, emphasizing that her gender identity is only one fact in a complex personality. “When you are trans, you are living a very specific experience that not many other people in the world have,” she says. “I wanted to not be known as a trans artist, I think, not because I didn’t want people to know I was trans, or because I didn’t want to be proud of that fact, but.… It has shaped the way that I am in certain ways, but it’s not everything.”
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There’s a sense in which it’s hard to imagine Anhedönia being contained by any music-business paperwork, because of just how expansive her imagination is, and just how much she wants to do. Before Ethel Cain came to her, she’d been sketching out three characters: Teddy, an androgynous altar boy with a vigilante streak; Salem, a woodsy witch with long white hair; and Carter, a time-traveler with a portal in his basement. Then Ethel Cain came along. “I knew it was going to be music, but I was like, ‘Can I write a story? Can I make a film? I want to draw this,’ ” she says. “I’m so obsessed with this story. I want to tell it in a million different ways.”
Later this year, she plans to leave Pittsburgh. She’s chasing brutal winters to match the tone of her next full-length album, which she describes as dark and cold. It’ll focus on the story behind Ethel’s mother, and see her grappling with her daughter’s death. The one after that will dive into Ethel’s grandmother.
There are other characters lurking in her head, waiting to come out — but she still thinks she has a lot of time to spend with the Cain women, and a long time before she reaches the end of the story. “This is going to be 15, 20 years from now,” she says. “I work very slow. That’s how I like it.””
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Today's Paper
She wears: Vivien Knowland’s paper ‘coolie’ hat, a fan necklace to make as well, and a stripey strapless knitted top by Alice Pollock and Catherine Blair, £20 at 16 Russell Street, London WC2. Paper fan, comes with wooden stand, £5.94 from Ehrman, 123 Fulham Road, London SW3. Light, bright, plain or pleated, it’s the new way to put colour back into your home and fun into…
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Aaron Bay-Schuck Aaron Sorkin Adam Berkowitz Adam Goodman Adam Levine Adam & Jackie Sandler Adee Drexler Alan Grubman Alex Aja Alex Edelman Alexandra Shiva Ali Wentworth Alison Statter Allan Loeb Alona Tal Amy Chozick Amy Pascal Amy Schumer Amy Sherman Palladino Andrew Singer Andy Cohen Angela Robinson Ant Hines Anthony Russo Antonio Campos Ari Dayan Ari Greenburg Ariel Martin Arik Kneller Aron Coleite Ashley Levinson Asif Satchu Aubrey Plaza Barbara Hershey Barry Diller Barry Josephson Barry Levinson Barry Rosenstein Beau Flynn Behati Prinsloo Bella Thorne Ben Stiller Ben Turner Ben Winston Ben Younger Billy Crystal Blair Kohan Bob Odenkirk Bobbi Brown Bobby Kotick Brad Falchuk Brad Slater Bradley Cooper Bradley Fischer Brett Gelman Brian Grazer Bridget Everett Brooke Shields Bruna Papandrea Cameron Curtis
Carin Sage Casey Neistat Cazzie David Charles Randolph Charles Roven Chelsea Handler Chloe Fineman Chris Fischer Chris Jericho Chris Pine Chris Rock Christian Carino Cindi Berger Claire Coffee Colleen Camp Constance Wu Cory Litwin Courteney Cox Craig Silverstein Dame Maureen Lipman Dan Aloni Dan Mazer Dan Rosenweig Dan Swimer Dana Goldberg Dana Klein Daniel Glass
Daniel Palladino
Danielle Bernstein
Danny A. Abeckaser
Danny Cohen
Danny Strong
Daphne Kastner
David Alan Grier
David Baddiel
David Bernad
David Chang
David Ellison
David Geffen
David Gilmour &
Polly Sampson
David Goodman
David Joseph
David Kohan
David Lowery
David Oyelowo
David Schwimmer
Dawn Porter
Dean Cain Deborah Lee Furness Deborah Snyder Debra Messing Diane Von Furstenberg Donny Deutsch Doug Liman Douglas Chabbott Eddy Kitsis Edgar Ramirez Eli Roth Elisabeth Shue Elizabeth Himelstein Embeth Davidtz Emmanuelle Chriqui Eric Andre Erik Feig Erin Foster Eugene Levy Evan Jonigkeit Evan Winiker Ewan McGregor Francis Benhamou Francis Lawrence Fred Raskin Gabe Turner Gail Berman Gal Gadot Gary Barber Gene Stupinski Genevieve Angelson Gideon Raff Gina Gershon Ginnifer Goodwin Grant Singer Greg Berlanti Guy Nattiv Guy Oseary Gwyneth Paltrow Hannah Fidell Hannah Graf Harlan Coben Harold Brown Harvey Keitel Helen Mirren Henrietta Conrad Henry Winkler
Heidi Jo Markel Holland Taylor Howard Gordon Iain Morris Imran Ahmed Inbar Lavi Isla Fisher JD Lifshitz Jack Black Jackie Sandler Jake Graf Jake Kasdan James Brolin James Corden Jamie Ray Newman Jaron Varsano Jason Blum Jason Fuchs Jason Reitman Jason Segel Jason Sudeikis
Jason Biggs &
Jenny Mollen Biggs
Jeanne Newman
Jeff Goldblum
Jeff Levin
Jeff Rake
Jeffrey Best
Jen Joel
Jennifer Morrison
Jeremy Piven
Jerry Seinfeld
Jesse Itzler
Jesse Plemons
Jesse Sisgold
Jessica Biel
Jessica Elbaum
Jessica Seinfeld
Jill Littman
Jimmy Carr
Jody Gerson
Joe Hipps
Joe Quinn
Joe Russo
Joe Tippett
Joel Fields
Joey King
John Landgraf
John Slattery
Jon Bernthal
Jon Glickman Jon Hamm Jon Harmon Feldman Jon Liebman Jon Watts Jon Weinbach Jonathan Baruch Jonathan Groff Jonathan Marc Sherman Jonathan Ross Jonathan Steinberg Jonathan Tisch Jonathan Tropper Jordan Peele Josh Brolin Josh Charles Josh Dallas Josh Goldstine Josh Greenstein Josh Grode Josh Singer Judd Apatow Judge Judy Sheindlin Julia Fox Julia Garner Julia Lester Julianna Margulies Julie Greenwald Julie Rudd Julie Singer Juliette Lewis Jullian Morris Justin Theroux Justin Timberlake KJ Steinberg Karen Pollock Karlie Kloss Katy Perry Kelley Lynch Kevin Kane Kevin Zegers Kirsten Dunst Kitao Sakurai Kristen Schaal Kristin Chenoweth Lana Del Rey Laura Benanti Laura Dern Laura Pradelska Lauren Schuker Blum Laurence Mark Laurie David Lea Michele Lee Eisenberg Leo Pearlman Leslie Siebert Liev Schreiber Limor Gott Lina Esco Liz Garbus Lizanne Rosenstein Lizzie Tisch Lorraine Schwartz Lynn Harris Lyor Cohen Madonna Mandana Dayani Mara Buxbaum
Marc Webb
Marco Perego
Maria Dizzia
Mark Feuerstein
Mark Foster
Mark Scheinberg
Mark Shedletsky
Martin Short
Mary Elizabeth Winstead
Mary McCormack
Mathew Rosengart
Matt Geller
Matt Lucas
Matt Miller
Matthew Bronfman
Matthew Hiltzik
Matthew Weiner
Matti Leshem
Max Mutchnik
Maya Lasry
Meaghan Oppenheimer
Melissa Zukerman
Melissa rudderman
Michael Aloni
Michael Ellenberg
Michael Green
Michael Rapino
Neil Blair
Neil Druckmann
Neil Paris
Nicola Peltz
Nicole Avant
Nina Jacobson
Noa Kirel
Noa Tishby Noah Oppenheim Noah Schnapp Noreena Hertz Octavia Spencer Odeya Rush Olivia Wilde Oran Zegman Orlando Bloom Pasha Kovalev Pattie LuPone Patty Jenkins Paul Haas Paul Pflug Paul & Julie Rudd Peter Baynham Peter Traugott Rachel Douglas Rachel Riley Rafi Marmor Ram Bergman Raphael Margulies Rebecca Angelo Rebecca Mall Regina Spektor Reinaldo Marcus Green Rich Statter Richard Jenkins Richard Kind Rick Hoffman Rick Rosen Rita Ora Rob Rinder Robert Newman Roger Birnbaum Roger Green Rosie O’Donnell Ross Duffer Ryan Feldman Sacha Baron Cohen Sam Levinson Sam Trammell Sara Berman Sara Foster Sarah Baker Sarah Bremner Sarah Cooper Sarah Paulson Sarah Treem Scott Braun Scott Braun Scott Neustadter Scott Tenley Sean Combs Sean Levy Seth Meyers Seth Oster Shannon Watts Shari Redstone Sharon Jackson Sharon Stone Shauna Perlman Shawn Levy Sheila Nevins Shira Haas Simon Sebag Montefiore Simon Tikhman Skylar Astin Stacey Snider Stephen Fry Steve Agee Steve Rifkind Sting & Trudie Styler Susanna Felleman Susie Arons Taika Waititi Thomas Kail Tiffany Haddish Todd Lieberman Todd Moscowitz Todd Waldman Tom Freston Tom Werner Tomer Capone Tracy Ann Oberman Trudie Styler Tyler Henry Tyler James Williams Tyler Perry Vanessa Bayer Veronica Grazer Veronica Smiley Whitney Wolfe Herd Will Ferrell Will Graham Yamanieka Saunders Yariv Milchan Ynon Kreiz Zack Snyder Zoe Saldana Zoey Deutch Zosia Mamet
and remember that Taika Waititi and Jordan Peele signed the letter thanking Joe Biden. people love to talk about freedom except when it's Palestinian
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I have two (2, II, ✌️) reservations about horrors' soundtracks.
One: Incomplete Sinister soundtrack on Spotify + missing some songs in the movie (HOW YOU COULD NOT USE LEVANTATION, POLLOCK TYPE PAIN AND DON'T WORRY DADDY, I'LL MAKE YOU FAMOUS AGAIN. Experimental music is such an, ugh, amazing thing)
Two: There is still no soundtrack from the Polish Blair Witch on Spotify. Mr. Reikowski, how long can we wait?
(take this with a grain of salt, please)
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Mean Spirited (2022)
"When two estranged friends reconnect, things buried deep down are bound to surface. Wannabe famous vlogger Andrew Castellano sets off for a weekend at the mountain cottage of his former friend-turned famous actor Bryce. Andy has decided to bury the hatchet, but he isn't quite himself anymore."
Coming from First-Names Films, and director Jeffrey Ryan, this is a brand new found-footage horror film currently doing the rounds of movie festivals. The movie world has a spotty history with found-footage films, from The Blair Witch Project to Cloverfield, and every film in between. Going into this film I had to temper my expectations due to previous disappointments.
I have come out the other side happy to have spent the time watching this rather fun film. Some film makers try to use a low budget camera style to mask a lack of substance in the story. Jeffrey Ryan and his team have brought us a film entirely from the point of view of a vlogger, and the style of the film fits this perfectly. Multiple cameras used by the vloggers highlight different parts of the story really well. The use of a dashcam to show hidden moments we wouldn't normally have seen was a really good move, and provided a couple of my personal favourite moments.
Filming on location in the Poconos, among abandoned hotels, haunted houses and waterfalls, was an inspired choice as it really added to the total atmosphere of the movie. Instead of making me want to avoid the area though this film, as creepy and at times disturbing as it is, has actually made me want to go. I'm not sure what that says about me.....
The cast is great. I felt connected to most of them, maybe because I recognised a part of most of them within myself. I like that in a film. I like being able to understand characters by looking at myself, even if only a small part.
Director Jeffrey Ryan plays Bryce, aka Thunderman, an actor who used to run a video prank channel with Andy, played by Will Madden. Bryce walked away from Andy and the channel with no explanation and the movie is Andy's attempt to find out why, and maybe get a measure of revenge. Ryan plays Bryce as a brash, seemingly ego-driven, minor "celebrity" and he plays it really well. He is utterly believable in the role.
Madden's Andy is a far less famous blogger, and it is clear from the start that he is jealous of Bryce's success. Madden plays the two sides of his character, Andy and the Amazing Andy, superbly. He switches between them with an apparent ease, Amazing in front of the camera and plain old jealous Andy 'off' camera. Watching a character based on the style of similar vloggers I have watched myself, and seeing the dichotomy within that character was very much an intriguing experience. Madden is an interesting performer and I definitely think I'd like to watch him again.
The rest of the main cast, Michelle Veintimilla, Daniel Rashid, Maria Decotis and Charlie Pollock, round out the film really well. Each adding a vital part to the story. Every performance had some awesome moments and the whole cast should be very happy with this film.
Overall this is a film that does exactly what you expect it to do. It's a found footage horror film, but instead of just filmed footage on a phone or camera it has the twist of being filmed specifically for a YouTube style channel. Is it a film that is going to utterly change the found footage genre? No, but it is still significantly better than the vast majority of other found footage films I've seen. I certainty enjoyed it more than I ever enjoyed The Blair Witch Project. It's getting a solidly well deserved 7.5/10, with a recommendation to watch it when it hits V.O.D. on Apple TV, VUDU, Amazon, Comcast OnDemand, and Verizon from Feb 7.
Without specific spoilers, I was very happy with the way it ended. Make sure you watch all the way to the end.
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Steph figures out she has a crush on Sam by her stutter.
It’s especially strange considering Steph doesn’t usually have a stutter. She never even had one when she was very little and just learning how to speak. You were always eloquent, her mother says. Your words were as smooth as your brushstrokes. That, of course, was saying a lot: Even Steph’s earliest paintings, which look more like Jackson Pollock than anybody else, were done with a steady, expert hand. She never had a bump in her paint, and she never had a stutter in her sentences.
That was before the end of seventh grade.
And in all honesty and fairness, Steph had always liked Sam. She thought he was a nice guy. Funny. A little weird, but nothing you couldn’t forgive, namely if you’re a little on the weird side yourself. As a twelve-year-old girl with a picture of Andy Warhol in her locker next to a picture of Leif Garrett, Steph knows she’s more than a little on the weird side. It’s just that her blonde hair has managed to fool the popular kids for a long, long time.
But more and more often, she doesn’t care about what the popular kids think. In fact, she kind of wishes they would leave her alone – that they’d stop assuming she’s one of them. Steph has never wanted to be popular. She just wants to be herself, which is more than she can say for most kids in the seventh grade. But then, there’s Sam and his friends. They’re exactly who they need to be, and they’re not sorry for it, either. Sam seems to be the truest individual of them all. Every time Steph sees him, he’s laughing and dancing and singing like an old proverb with incredible lungs. She can’t help but want to join him. She can’t help but want to love him for real, like all of his friends do.
It doesn’t hurt that he has perfect hair and the prettiest brown eyes Steph has ever seen, outside of Kristy McNichol.
But it all comes to a head on field day in the last week of seventh grade. After a few hours of jumping rope, obstacle courses, and relay races, the seventh graders hang out in the school parking lot, cooling down with water balloons and Popsicles. Robby Blair just beamed Kim Campbell in the face with a water balloon, and she squeals and pouts like she didn’t drop hints about wanting him to do it all morning and into the afternoon. Kim begs for Steph to help her get “revenge” on Robby, but Steph doesn’t budge. She just wants to enjoy her Popsicle in her favorite flavor: orange.
Everything starts off just fine. The Popsicle is cool and delicious. But after a minute or two, things get testy. The strange thing about Catholic schools is that on casual days, you almost never get to wear what you want. Rather, you have to subscribe to their strange theme rules. On field day, every class is supposed to wear their class color, which the faculty arbitrarily decides each year without giving any of the students a vote. This year (like so many years before it), the seventh graders are supposed to wear white. No one really knows why, but Lucy Callaghan likes to go around and tell people that it’s to shame students when their bodies are at “their most vulnerable and pubescent.” The teachers get really quiet when she says this, which leads Steph to believe that Lucy must be onto something. All of this, of course, is to say that Steph is wearing a white t-shirt in the parking lot today. And all of that is to say that her orange Popsicle is melting and staining her shirt in the middle of the water balloon fight.
She doesn’t say anything at first. Just moves toward the teacher to ask if she can go to the bathroom. But she never gets that far. Instead, Sam Doyle runs up to her and smashes a water balloon right on top of the orange stain. She looks at him with a knitted brow.
“There!” Sam says, very proud of himself. “I think that’ll get the orange out.”
“W-were you watching me?” Steph asks.
Sam shrugs.
“Would you be mad if I said yes?”
“I d-don’t know. M-maybe not.”
Sam laughs a little, and for a second, Steph isn’t really sure about why. But then she hears herself speak. It’s like she can’t even remember sounds. It’s like she’s too nervous. Too flustered.
She looks Sam in the eye again, and she thinks she understands.
Oh, she thinks. Oh, great.
It’s the beginning of a strange two decades.
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As they walk, Hank's ears twitch, and he's attentive, as always - how could anyone not be, when Alison Blaire is talking to them? - but even though the rules of the game/project make immediate sense to him, he really does have to chuckle. "Not quite Coney Island, is it? Still, there's something to be said for artistic expression filtered through a bit of unbridled mess and complication. I promise not to be too hideously on brand and pick DNA stencils every time - I might knock out a galaxy or a star or two as well."
Then she hits him with the joke and the smile, and his heart melts a little, a massive blue hand that dwarfs hers reaching down to squeeze gently at her fingers. "You've a good heart, Ali. And I'm going to do my best to measure up and make you proud." If he let down Alison of all people, he really would have hit rock bottom. But that's fine, because he's not about to let her down.
"So! Where do I load up for bear? My throwing arm is locked and loaded, and I've quite a mind to get to doing my best Jackson Pollock impersonation."
As they walk arm in arm towards the park, Dazzler explains the art project a bit more. "The canvas is one hundred feet long and eight feet high with raised stencils for things like stars, galaxies, dinosaurs and DNA to name a few. When you start throwing the balloons, your goal is to hit the stencils so the balloon pops and the paint goes into the stencil. If you hit a stencil, they mark it as yours and after putting some spray varnish over the shape you created, you then have to try to hit the stencil as they move it. If they move the stencil to the left and say "Redshift" you have to try to hit it with a balloon with a color closer to red. "Blueshift" is in the opposite direction. If they move it up, you have to throw a brighter shade of the color you're using and if they move it down, a darker shade." Ali smiles up at Hank. "I figured if I showed up, the charity would get a truckload of donations, but I needed someone with a good throwing arm. You were my first choice. Colossus would have been my second, but his preferred fastballs are Canadian and hairy." That last part is a joke. She only would have asked Hank.
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they're the spitting image of their dad, and I'm not okay 😭
he's so proud 😅
#ts4 gameplay#ts4 legacy challenge#ts4 challenge#ts4 screenshots#gen3#blair pollock#leif pollock#pollock legacy
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Spice Festival
San Myshuno; Spice Market
The Kimball’s and The Saavedra’s enjoy the festival together.
#San Myshuno#spice festival#City Living#Family Outing#Saavedra family#Joaquin Thurman#Eva Thurman#paolo rocca#London Saavedra#raphael saavedra#lukas saavedra#Jordan Pollock#Tatiana Kimball#kimball family#fatima saavedra#Marcel Kimball#blair saavedra#Spice Market#Natalie Kimball#sanmyshuno#Rashad Godwin
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Watching and judging Blair Witch Project without reading about the filming and acting process is like looking at Jackson Pollock’s paintings and going “hm” and moving on
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Blair House Suites was a 72-unit apt-hotel at 344 E Desert Rd, opened in July 1955. It was adjacent to the larger Bali Hai Motel, separated by what is now called Channel 8 Drive. Blair House and Bali Hai were non-gaming hotels, north side of E Desert Inn Rd facing south towards Desert Inn Country Club, on property of Jimmie Fulcher and Murray Wollman.
Blair House and Bali Hai remained until ‘89 when they were each demolished for the widening of Desert Inn Rd. A new Blair House was built then renamed Rita Suites.
“Blair House offered weekly rates, back in ‘58 a studio single w/kitchenette ran $40/week, double bed $45, 1 bedroom $55 & 2 bedroom for $85”
Undated photos (1950s) and postcards. Black & white photos from Debbie Pollock James. Toyopet Crown Custom in the last photo.
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Jacqueline “Jack” Devereux (FC: Astrid Berges-Frisbey)
Pronouns: She/Her
Rank: Apollo
Skill Set Strengths: Gymnastics and Acrobatics, Art and General Counterfeiting, Linguistics, Surveillance, Long Cons
Areas of Opportunity: Smuggling, Operational Organization, and History
Weaknesses: Marksmanship, Hand-to-Hand Combat, and Technological Aptitude
Positive Traits: Disciplined, Calculated, Careful, Balanced, and Intelligent
Negative Traits: Cold, Frigid, Impersonal, Disloyal, and Snobbish
Timeline
Born October 22nd, 1988 in Nice, France to well-to-do French/Spanish aristocracy on the verge of financial ruin
Child of mixed trades - a passion for fine arts, but a talent for gymnastics
Begins competing as a gymnast, earnings gold and silver trophies. Nearly qualified for the Olympics, before an injury and growing dependence on pain killers disqualify her from competition (Age 19)
Earns a scholarship at The Royal College of Art in London, England and emerges with a Fine Arts Degree (Age 23)
Employed as a junior, art restorer for the National Gallery when she catches a counterfeit art piece - catching the attention of Pantheon’s ranks
Joins Pantheon and is placed as an Apollo (Age 27)
The Pantheon’s go-to for art counterfeiting and cons requiring steady hands and athletic flexibility
Languages Spoken
French (Native)
Spanish (Native)
English (Fluent)
Portuguese
German
Mandarin
Italian
Learning Japanese and Cantonese
Character Parallels
Marcia Roy
Olenna Tyrell
Amy Dunne
Mystique
Black Widow
Blair Waldorf
Full Biography
There was a certain, gilded path for the members of Spanish aristocracy. A life that promised importance, lineage, and relevance - long after one had come and gone from the world. It was an old world ideal, but for Duque Lorenzo Jiménez, it remained the expectation. Never mind that the Jiménez’s finances were built on the dwindling foundation of ancestral wealth. He would argue that nobility is synonymous with grandeur. They simply needed to show it to the world. To dig within, and shine. In the bloom of young love, Marianne Devereux promised just that. A highly accomplished painter from a well-to-do family from the South of France; the artist encapsulated what Lorenzo wanted for himself. A grand existence of popularity and influence, shrouded by the classist structures he enjoyed so well. The promise of a son came soon after their wedding, cleverly picking the name ‘Jackson’ after the Pollock painter. But a misread sonogram brings a surprise, and in his place, is her. It’s Jacqueline, they decide. However, the affectionate nickname ‘Jack’ was solidified throughout Marianne’s pregnancy - and it sticks.
Life is not without its share of disappointments, and Jack is exposed to the tumultuous nature of her parents’ marriage. At a young age, the cracks began to appear over the polished glass of the couple. Her father’s taste for champagne, caviar, and excess slowly but surely diminished their financial status. A man of privilege, who never knew a day’s work in his life, placed the blame on his partner. An art career that once showed promise, proved fruitless in the years to come. Year after year, her popularity dwindled. And with it, the financial prosperity of the young family. In the cold, imposing ancestral home - Jack lived in relative solitude. When the marble halls weren’t shaking with her father’s wrath and her mother’s cool resentment, it rang a hollow silence. Something cold and imposing, in all that surrounded her. A cold state of being, as it turned out, made for survival. Jack managed through the toxicity of her family, by virtue of numbness. The singular source of emotional expression, brought by a paint brush and a canvas.
It was the first of many things that her father would take away from her. In its place, is the rigor of gymnastics. What began as a six-year-old’s hobby, evolved into a vocation. Sure, Jack was a tried and true natural - likely inherited from athletes from her father’s side. Something special in her bones, that made her pliable and agile. And sometimes, it was enjoyable. Nothing to be disliked about being excellent, and earning her hyper-critical father’s approval. Still, she would search for a canvas when the night light turns off. By day, she is her father’s trophy. But at night, she is her mother’s daughter. Hers was a technical talent, lacking in her mother’s artistry - you needed a soul to put humanity on the tip of a paintbrush, and stroke genius. One ought not to be fooled by the liveliness of the Jimenez’s home - there is not a soul to be found. As the years trudged on, the unhappiness and instability of her parents’ marriage clung onto the slimmest of threads - Jack’s athletic success. It’s not long before gold and silver medals line their home. The accolades prove to be a commercial success, drawing benefactors and sponsors alike. A cash cow, a champion, a winner - it’s who Jack Devereux-Jimenez is destined to become.
At only twelve-years-old, she began her career as a professional athlete. By nineteen-years-old, it comes to a screeching end. All before ever making it onto the Olympic arena, no less. The mounting pressure, combined with a slow-recovering injury push Jack to performance enhancing drugs. Orange pill bottles smuggled in her leather satchel, pried open after each intensive session. A minor crutch, she argues, that would dissipate when the true competition began. Jack is a winner, but even winners need a push up the hilt. But when it comes to light, she is disbarred from competition. A name that verged on grandeur, blacklisted and forgotten. The sponsors and accolades follow, and so too does her loveless father. Her parents’ marriage is undone, and Marianne and Jack are thrust onto the world on their own. A great many disappointments come from the unraveling, but in some ways, Jack feels relief. She is free - from her father, the Jimenez name, and the volatility of their home. An estate that is sold to settle the family’s debts.
In the aftermath, the mother-and-daughter find their way to Paris, where Marianne’s expertise earns her a coveted spot as a curator for the Louvre. In the simplicity of their two bedroom apartment, Jack heals in the arms of her lost love - putting paint to canvas. A therapeutic act that allows her crutches to become awash. But Jack is not one for keeping still, for just getting by. She is flexible, malleable - and her thirst for excellence can be foregone, for more subdued passions. She builds a portfolio, leveraging her familiar name and inherent talent to earn her place in London’s coveted Royal College of Art. A welcome reprieve, too. The space between Jack and her mother felt smaller and smaller, as resentment simmers just below the velveteen words. Jack leaves for London, and four years later, accomplishes a Fine Arts Degree. The name, Jacqueline Devereux, embossed on the degree. It is a new moniker, for a new Jack.
At first, The National Gallery is the perfect fit. As an art restorer, she is surrounded by fantastical works that spoke to her cold heart. But Jack was never made for ordinary life, or the straight-and-narrow. She is made to win, to see the world, and to bring her own grandeur to life. When a ‘Woman With a Parasol; by Monet is brought to her for restoration, it takes all of five minutes for her studied eye to catch the misnomers. The subtle changes in stroke, the off hue in red, and the tightness in the lines. It was a counterfeit. An impressive one, but a counterfeit nonetheless. But it passes through chains of authentication, caught only by a junior art restorer in the basement of The National Gallery. When the falsity of the piece is brought to the committee’s attention, an investigation takes shape. Never mind the loss of history, the millions in loss it represented caught headlines. And Jack, centered at the eye of the storm. As she makes her leave from the studio in the late hour, footsteps follow her through London’s sleepy streets. They chased her down, nipping at her heels. She believed them to be the perpetrators, offended by Jack’s ability to catch them in the middle of their con. Instead, the mysterious and hooded figures claim their loyalties to Pantheon. Their arrival is not judgement, but the promise of heaven itself - a place where her staunch eye, careful hands, and athleticism could find value.
The swift but calculated decision comes easily, almost too easily. Her workplace comrades, apartment leases, and social media presence is abandoned within the month. She vanishes from her life, but she is not missed. And it’s that ingenuity, that malleability that prompts the committee to decide instinctively. Apollo, a “Jack” of All Trades. A perfect fit for a woman that simultaneously blends in and stands out. She is young, willing, and bountiful with potential. So, they build her up by breaking her down. They dismantle her skills to their bare bones; from starting off on a beam, to drawing shapes instead of restoring images. She is patient through the process, trusting in this new mold. Keen and willing, as her abilities evolve throughout the years. But it’s always been in her, deep as poison. It only needs to be drawn out.
In Jack, there is a light touch and a cold-cut sensibility. She lacks harsh lines or impassioned stances. Her motives for joining Pantheon are simple - Jack is a winner. At what, and against whom? Those were all just details. Nowhere else could pull together her expertise, and draw out the sleeping champion. Nowhere else would value the cold, vacant stare or the way attachment is rootless. She sees that - and she commits. Her specialized skill set, acting as transferable and valuable to each crew. In the years that follow, Jack evolves each of her skills. Her gymnastics turned invaluable in espionage and stealth - lithe form allowing her to blend seamlessly and without notice. No area too guarded, that her physicality cannot navigate through. Jack’s ability with a paintbrush and canvas make her a skilled counterfeiter, forging dummies for the Pantheon’s missions. And even her background of aristocracy proved beneficial. A number of learned languages, combined with her ability to mislead quickly cement her as the quintessential Apollo. She grows, until she is the grand beast that her father could only dream of. In seven years, her reputation within Pantheon’s ranks is one of cold disposition, married with a competitive venom. It’s perhaps the only time that those around her could scratch the surface - when one proved to gnaw at the insecure young girl behind the skilled woman. Despite her divisive attitude, she is adaptable and flexible to the nth degree. Poetically called Agent Monet, she is old world whimsy in a seemingly forgettable scene. A known pragmatist that leaves things as she finds it, as if she was never there at all.
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