#i just felt in a mood

[my-world-my-stories]

Considering the Predator movie Marathon i made way back in Halloween, I feel now in a mood to comment on which movies I liked the best. Especially on a a scale on how much I enjoyed them.

Keep in mind, these are just my opinion, everyone is entitled to their own tastes, i'm no way shape or form a movie critic, so don't take these too seriously.

(Obvious spoilers for the movies)

Predator (1987): Honestly, for being an 'action' movie, the pacing was really slow. Like literally the only entertaining bits for me where the Predators scenes and they were very few and far in between. We only get to that cool fight between Dutch and El Diablo (badass nickname honestly) at the literal end and the rest is just about a bunch of sweaty military man walking around in the jungle and getting picked one my one. Did not care one bit when they got killed either since most are just assholes. I still give it a 7.5/10 for being the one to start off the franchise.

Predator 2 (1990): In my opinion, objectively an improvement from the first one by a lot. The Predator is part of the plot since the start, the action is satisfying and while the pacing goes at a neck break speed, making it feel very over the top and hammy, i was having a blast through it all. The human characters feel like a buch of stereotypes of 90' cop movies (the rouge cop that does whatever he wants, the cop best friend that gets killed, the chic cop, the newbie, the evil druglords) but the predator being part of the mix kinda saves it from being too cliche like the rest of his genre. I give it a solid 8/10.

Alien VS Predator (2004): AvP is an interesting case for me. It's a very much a movie of it's time, that got that 2000’ movie energy where they try to be so cool and edgy, in some scenes it can work, while in others, it kinda fumbles. The CGI doesn't help either. But the elements that do work, like Lex and Scar team up, the Xeno Queen fight, the idea in general of Yautja hunting Xenos as a trial of sorts, make the movie for me (if we don't count the finale). It's a good movie to vibe with, just to see cool predator action, so I say it's a 6 or 7/10.

AvP Requiem (2007): Did not watch it. No opinion. (Literally everyone agrees that Wolf is the sole worth it part in this movie)

Predators (2010): It's not bad.... But not good either. Recently, a friend asked for recommendations on Predator movies, and without hesitation I said 'do no recommend' about this movie, so that says a lot. None of the human characters are actually interesting, the predators get so little screen time, Cruci predator deserved better and in general, it has a lot of wasted potential. The movie is even supposed to take place on an alien planet, which sounds so interesting as a setting, but they made it look like every generic jungle in a movie ever (with a few weird plants, a funky skyline and ONE scene with another alien creature that isn't a yautja or a hound). It didn't completely ruin the vibe, but I definitely won't come back to this movie anytime soon, 4/10.

The Predator (2018): Did not watch it. No opinion. (The few things I saw and heard discouraged me in an heartbeat.)

Prey (2022): I do not care if I'm saying what everyone else has, Prey IS a good movie. Even if you're not familiar with the franchise, it's a good movie to enjoy, with great cinematography, good special effects, a badass design for a Predator AND a human main character that I can actually root for and I care about if she manages to survive or not by the end (if we also count Lex from AvP. That girl and Scar deserved so much better.). Her victory felt earned, even if I still feel salty that every Yautja must die by the end of their movie. Might be slightly influenced because the bar of comparison for the other movies is low at this point, but it deserves a 9/10.

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“May I rest my weary head on your shoulder?” (insp.)

In the Mood for Love (2000), Rafiki (2018), Cold War (2018), Your Name Engraved Herein (2020), But I’m a Cheerleader (1999), Moonlight (2016), Portrait of a Lady on Fire (2019), And Then We Danced (2019), Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind (2004), My Own Private Idaho (1991), Anatomy of a Fall (2023), Lovesong (2016), God’s Own Country (2017), The Handmaiden (2016), Notorious (1946)

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[ganondoodle]

wont have time to work on anything for a few days probably, so uh, since i love reading comments/tags of people sharing their experiences- as part of the preparation for the totk rant script i got another question to ask :3

if you dont like tears of the kingdom, was there a moment that "broke" you, as in, the moment you knew this game is worse than you thought/hoped, and if so what was it?

personally, while i was suspicious after seeing its last trailer, i told myself its just me again and i kept up my hopes for a long time into my playthrough- its hard to point to a specific point since it was a growing feeling of something being off, things didnt make sense and i ever so more wondered how they would pull this all together (they didnt)- i do think the moment i stopped being in denial about it was when i found the shrine of life, the beginning of botw, and found .. nothing, a dingy cave practically licked clean of any traces of the shiekah tech like it never existed, instead of the medical bed a pathetic puddle of water that healed you, no one caring at all, like it actually never happened- i felt like the game pointed and laughed at me for caring about botw, pretty sure i was struggeling to keep it together on stream bc it forced me to realize this game truly is everything i hoped it wouldnt be, even if that sounds a little weird, at that time zelda and especially botw was so much more important to me, a passion for the franchise this game really did end up killing.

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[meownotgood]

you give viktor a forehead kiss one time before he leaves to go to the lab and he's thinking about it all day. his whole head feels tingly. it's more difficult to focus than usual. he's still thinking about it when he gets home

[elliewiltarwyn]

slowly, i am defeating the depression demons. slowly, the girls are returning.

[laswells-ashtray]

Hello Miss Ashtray, may I humbly request that you write something incredibly self indulgent? Write something that YOU want to write! I love your work, and I wanna see what gets YOUR brain worms wiggling :3

Watching Nikolai tinker about with an old radio is a gift. The man may as well have a satin red bow holding his black locks out of his eyes as he unscrews the back panel of the radio, tongue poking out between his lips in a sign of concentration.

If John could stop breathing, he would. Unwilling to let something so inconsequential as his breathing interrupt his partner when the other man is so relaxed. His posture is loose, breathing calm and melodic with his attention focused on the task in front of him, barely aware of John's presence. If it weren't a dreary day in England and the sun was shining through the blinds, he would say he could see the liveliness in the Russian's eyes reflecting in the light.

But the grey painting the sky outside offers the streets a dull, abiotic look and it warms something in John's chest to know that he's hoarding the warmth of Nikolai's presence to himself in a selfish act that he can't bring himself to apologise for.

Watching a man whose knuckles he has wiped clean of blood, his own and that of nameless battered bodies, take apart an Eltra RM-407 is a blessing in its own right. Millions of years of evolution have led him to this very moment in which the man he loves takes apart a Polish radio and scatters the pieces over their coffee table.

John wants to run his hands over Nikolai's shoulders, savouring the warmth of the other man's skin under his fingertips. He wants to nuzzle against the other man's shoulders, desperate to cover the pilot in his scent in an announcement to the world that he's mine. He'd spend hours of his time nipping and sucking Nikolai's skin, bruising it in colours of his own making just to see his claim on the pilot.

In another world he'd crawl into Nikolai's ribcage, shielding his heart with every vulnerable bit of his own boy just to ensure that his partner remained whole throughout the bloodshed of their jobs. John would let the pilot devour him whole, feast upon his very flesh and bone just to ensure that Nikolai wouldn't starve.

Watching Nikolai in the process of repairing a vintage Polish radio is like watching him smoke, John can't take his eyes off it. Watching him tap the ashes off of his cigarette as the embers rapidly race towards his fingertips while he inhales smoke.

Watching the tendrils escaping his mouth as though he were breathing flames, a mythical serpent whose very presence could encompass a room but his predator gaze would fall upon one man only.

John would offer himself up as a pincushion, letting the other man sink his claws into the fragile flesh protecting his bones. He'd let his blade-like teeth ravage skin until he tore a bloodied mass of tissue from John's carcass. Nikolai would walk away from his rotten husk of a corpse and yet John might never have felt so full.

Watching Nikolai in his attempts to rewire a worn, fragile piece of machinery feels like looking into a mirror. Feeling the Russian's calloused hands run over his body in an attempt to find a loose screw that he could utilise in his mission to crack John open and find his endostructure. Burning his hands on the very core that powers a captain-shaped wall of mechanics in an attempt to reconfigure him into a man capable of humanity at its very simplest.

Nikolai's ability to craft those around him into better people, shaping them into souls capable of devotion and tenderness as he had once succeeded with John was an art few have mastered in the way few achieved.

He creates life out of walking cadavers, he drags souls back from sequestered lands and gives people a sense of being again. And he does so with scarred, aching hands.

Watching Nikolai repair a radio on their coffee table is worth the knowledge that their coffee table is going to be covered in loose screws, dusty plastic and at least three screwdrivers. It makes John want to kiss him silly.

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I should have foreseen it. I should have foreseen it. I should have foreseen it.

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