#border 2018

[haveyouseenthismovie-poll]

[captaincolossal]

I don't remember what I was going to open with, but that is cancelled, breaking news: I added a bit of hot sauce to the butter before I fried my grilled cheese, and I'm going to say that was a 12/10 decision it is so good, Jesus Christ. Yes, I am a little high, it's still incredible. I added some on the inside, between the layers of cheese, but that bit cooked into the outside? It's buttery and crisp and spicy? Fuck me.

Anyway. I also used a bit a smoked cheddar, which is also *chef's kiss* with the hot sauce. Big fan of the hot sauce recently.

Border (2018)

Oh, it's creepy and Swedish.

[chiropteracupola]

fresh haircut

[not-a-snowman]

Still caught up yet so no spoilers but this comic is still messing me up so bad and I CANT wait until I’m caught up to talk about it

I feel as though the story is going in a direction specifically crafted to break my heart. You CANT just say the fate of the world is potentially hinged on Redcloak being able to admit that everything he has ever worked towards has been a mistake

I don’t even know if he CAN DO THAT

If you are like me (you may be entitled to some financial compensation) and have adapted a Redcloak-centric approach to literary analysis you will know that this comic has a storied history of characters who are given ample opportunity to do and be better and then DONT

Even the ones with Noble intentions (looking at you Miko, love you) can become fixated on their incorrect view of the world. Miko could’ve recognized that she was wrong but that would require changing her entire worldview to one where she has committed tremendous harm. So she didn’t. Maybe with time she would’ve but time is finite.

If we look to the contrary, we see people like Varsuvius. To a much lesser extent, people like The Monster in the Shadows and Belkar.

And weirdly, people like Redcloak.

Redcloak realized that his treatment of the Hobgoblins was petty and pointless, and even though it meant accepting that the blood of thousands was wrongfully on his hands he was still able to confront his faults and change. Of course, that change took a hobgoblin directly sacrificing their life to save his, and he didn’t really have to change that much. He got to say that the mission was still correct, he just needed to include hobgoblins under the goblin umbrella to make it work. He’s not a racist but he’s “speciesist” and that’s a-okay

This is a deeper admission of fault.

And it’s messing me up that after all this time I spent accepting that Redcloak is a villain and probably isn’t going to change for the better and will most likely die- I get the possibility of redemption DANGLED OVER MY DANG HEAD. Like I love it but also damnit I grieved!!! Don’t give me hope like this. Don’t throw a bone to the part of my brain that is way too sympathetic to villains with tragic circumstance and noble goals. Im trying to mentally prep myself for Redcloak to die an unrepentant villain who was too stuck in his ways and afraid to put his people’s safety over his feelings over here. Don’t make me root for Redcloak more than I already am it’s stupid!!!

[haveyouseenthishorrormovie]

SUMMARY: A customs officer who can smell fear develops an unusual attraction to a strange traveler while aiding a police investigation which will call into question her entire existence.

[martyrbat]

enough — batman secret files (2018) #1

(ID below cut!)

[ID: A short story titled Enough. It centers around Bruce Wayne being alone at a little cabin out in the middle of some woods on top of a snow-capped mountain. Bruce internally narrates throughout the entire story. The barren cabin is lonesome amongst the pristine, white snow as Bruce enters the cold, muted building. Inside there's several books, oil lamps, a stone fireplace, and candles on basic, open faced wooden furniture – indicating that the house has no electricity. The cabin is one story and has an open floorplan with a single upstairs bedroom, which has only a ladder leading up to the small loft. There's a chest underneath a window and Bruce sits on the old, yellow couch in front of the blazing fireplace.

He thinks to himself, ‘There're rumors that somewhere, in Gotham's most beautiful, snow-topped mountains, a monster is running around. I have a suspicion Man-Bat is behind the strange activity. Mountain climbers losing their camps, ski resorts with missing guests, a strange beast being seen in the dark... Something covered in hair, something remarkably large.’ He takes his parka off and sets down his large duffle bag to slowly unpack it — revealing a thermos and a bow with several large, pointed arrowheads. He pulls out his Batman gear — which includes an insulated suit that's lined with fur, his belt, and a protective face mask that reflects his eyes in the red-tinted visor. He forlornly admits, ‘I can handle large, but what I can't handle… Is how damn lonely it is up here. Alfred says I could use some alone time. Truth is, I'm not such a fan of myself.’

Outside in his costume and cape, Bruce is tracking through the icy woods and the thick, rising snow. He's armed with his bow and arrows as he narrates, ‘To avoid detection by what I assume is probably Man-Bat, I'll try to capture him using only my hunting skills. I admit I'm a little rusty. The arrows I've brought are lethal to some, but they're just enough to incapacitate a beast of his size. It should be enough.. I hope it's enough.’ But the snowstorm rages on, forcing Bruce back inside the cabin since he believes it's not worth the risk of freezing to death if he stays out. He now lays in the upstairs loft's bed. The oil lamps on the wooden bedstand is unlit, causing the bright snow through the window to be the only thing that casts any light in the dark room. It reveals a framed photo of a picturesque landscape hanging over Bruce's head on the wall. In it, there's a peaceful lake and tall, luxuriant green trees.

Bruce solemnly stares up at the ceiling and thinks, ‘I find myself focusing closely on all the sounds of the forest, trying to learn the rhythm.’ The snow whirls on… A branch cracks… The cabin itself creaks and groans — causing Bruce to sit upright with a jolt! He squints out the window in an futile attempt to actually see something out there. He cerebrates, ‘Three nights and only the sounds of falling snow and branches. I've tracked nothing larger than a doe, there's been no news of an attack or sighting, maybe he's left the mountains… or maybe he's just hiding.’ Bruce lays back down, this time with his back to the window. He keeps an eye open — waiting and nearly hoping for any sign of life other than his own in the desolate, icy land.

We're shown Bruce outside again as he fights against the harsh wind to get back inside the cabin after another unsuccessful search for Man-Bat. He rubs his face tiredly while hunched over a small oil lamp as the stovetop coffee brews. He reflects, ‘Six nights alone, darkness lasts longer than the day and again the storm pushes me back indoors. This is beginning to feel useless. I'm really quite over myself. Maybe I'll call Alfred and ask him to—’ But his self-deprecation is cut short by a sudden thump! Then another loud crack! Again and again, coming closer and closer to him!

Bruce sets down the coffee as his mind rapid fires the possibilities of the quickly approaching, potentially dangerous loud noises! ‘Is it the branches in the wind? Or is it something else? Am I paranoid? I can't visualize what I'm hearing. There's no time to think about the cold now, I'm all alone up here. That sounds remarkably large.’ Bruce arms himself with his bow and arrow and hesitates outside the door as his paranoia continues, ‘I hope this is enough. A hunter knows its prey, but I'm realizing I have no idea what's on the other side of this door. Does it understand I'm on the other side? I am alone out here. No time to think.’ He flings the door open!

Geared in only his suit with no gloves or headgear, Bruce aims his bow blindly as he stands outside in the merciless elements. He tensely waits in the dark, thinking to the unseen threat, ‘I don't see you, but can you see me?’ There's another loud thump and crack. With one last hope that it's enough to tranquilize the potential attacker, Bruce fires the weapon.

The sharp arrow proves itself to be lethal as it pierces his unfortunate target. The threat — merely a lonesome, defenseless deer — falls dead in front of the horrified man. Bruce rushes forth and remorsefully buries the animal with the snow. He walks back to the cabin with the repeated, dejected confession: ‘Truth is, I'm not such a fan of myself.’

END ID]

[hindbodes]

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[youhavereachedtheendofpie]

actually what are y'alls favourite non-english-language films?

[rrrauschen]

Ali Abbasi, {2018} Gräns (Border)

[sheyshen]

i got the results from my labs back (still low wbc, hemoglobin, hematocrit) and kinda laughing cause the phlebotomist was pushing "you need to drink things with less salt, more water, more electrolytes!" and then i'm looking at the rest of my labs and my sodium is borderline low. so uh. i think i need a little less water not more lol

[ripplefactor]

‘Home Truths’—Stella Tennant by Martin Parr for The Sunday Times Style Magazine, October, 2018 ..

[merciless-macdonwald]

misc. galloway & ross sketches!

[shmorp-mcdurgen]

maybe like. the tape with mark actually in it, aka the last one, has semi corrupted footage

whether from marks presence or the mcpd attempting to cover it up, damians voice and the audio stutters and stops at random points and the video gets stuck on a frame where you can see marks eye looking down, still being able to hear damians demise amongst the wailing yells of fury

YEAH!

Like the footage cuts in and out. From when he first sees mark, to when he starts running

OH maybe the last section is audio only. And you can only hear distorted screaming from both Damian and Mark-

[pogasssm]

my dad got over his anti white prejudice and he wants to visit !!!

[rabbitcruiser]

The Convention of 1818 was signed between the United States and the United Kingdom on October 20, 1818, which settles the Canada–United States border on the 49th parallel for most of its length. 

[elrincondelcinefilo]

ℕ𝕠𝕥𝕚𝕔𝕚𝕒𝕤

BORDER (2018)

Impactante y bizarra, 'Border' es muchas cosas al mismo tiempo: es cine negro nórdico, realismo y denuncia social, es terror, es thriller psicológico, es fantasía.

En definitiva, un trabajo excepcional y una meditación sobre lo que significa ser diferente, desafiando las nociones tradicionales de belleza normativa.

El fabuloso guion de Ali Abbasi e Isabella Eklöf, no teme adentrarse en lo incómodo, convirtiendo al fenomenal film sueco en un espejo oscuro donde el espectador se enfrenta cara a cara con sus propios prejuicios y miedos.

Eva Melander y Eero Milonoff realizan dos interpretaciones asombrosas. Dos papeles que son, como la propia película, un desafío a lo ordinario.

La tenéis en Prime, Filmin y Movistar+.