#jim wiz

[tawneybel]

Finally finished Godspell after starting it around Easter. I wondered why it was giving me vaguely Sesame Street, The Wiz, and The Warriors vibes, then I realized it’s because they're all filmed in 1970s New York. 😓

(Or at least originally filmed then and there, in the Street's case.)

Anyway, the movie has its problems, but the Pharisees’ design is amazing.

Push brooms for eyes, trash bags for apparel, tubing for a mouth, and rakes for arms. Very urban. They look better in the movie proper.

Sorry for the gif quality. There was like only one video of this scene on YouTube. But honestly, the rakes are way creepier than Freddy’s Krueger’s mitts and his occupation is “dream pervert.”

It reminds me that one of the things I liked about The Wiz was that it’s basically a Wizard of Oz AU instead of just being a straight remake.

Instead of the twister taking Ross!Dorothy to a village then having her travel through countryside and woods to a city then a castle, she’s still in a city setting. But it remains fantastical throughout the whole journey.

Anyway, I just love gushing about monster designs and fantasy settings and I already discussed The Wiz lol.

[two-wizards-in-a-trench-coat]

okay i am on board with the weird ot3

[beeinatuxedo]

Now I prefer Hypnos but Zagreus is also amazing

@enderiz @ozdical @horrific-dunce >:3

Doing one of these but with my mutuals after seeing this image on my dash today!!

..Y'know he may be the god of war but.. I'm not mad. No, no not at all. :)

@xxgalacticambitionsxx @hatbox-apologist @ghostingyourass79 @kittieshauntedourfantasy @emerald194 @thatonerabbit @comical-icicle

[suchananewsblog]

Eternally Confused and Eager for Love Review

Eternally Confused and Eager for Love Review

Director Rahul Nair’s gabby comedy looks at the difficulty of dating in the digital age in a manner that’s equal parts shallow and silly, notes Sukanya Verma. Remember that time Chandler Bing was stuck in an ATM vestibule with a Victoria’s Secret model but was too tongue-tied to strike a conversation while the voice in his head mocked him mercilessly? Eternally Confused and Eager for Love opens…

[thecartooncartoonshow]

On this day, 34 years ago... we lost a great man, a creative genius, and a wiz at puppetry, the GREAT Jim Henson...

We, at "The Cartoon CARTOON Show" salute Jim for all the amazing work he's done in his young life, from his start at a local television station in Washington D.C., to the creation of The Muppets, who have inspired many puppeteers across the globe.

And while some of his work has been seen on Cartoon Network on rare occasions, like a recent airing of the live-action Ninja Turtles movies (*to which he helped create the animatronic suits for the films), his legacy will always leave a lasting impact on our lives, especially ours.

But why does this little green frog from the "Adventure Time" stop-motion episode, "Bad Jubies" kinda remind me of someone...?

Let us know in the comments what you like about Jim Henson and his many fuzzy and furry creations.

[redzania]

WHERE IS ALL MY GOD DAMN YAOI!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

YAOI BLAST GOOOO . doomed yaoi mayhaps?

ok but like hear me out dude. on the doomed yaoi part . you know how kitchen wizard DIES and turns into ghost chef . and how if you dont save accountant jim . yk . yk.

y'know. lalala. im making angst im so sorry but its sohard not to share my thoughts. HOWEVER IF YOU DIDNT SAVE ACCOUNTANT JIM AND LET HIM DIE.

'wiz- ' sob.. hic- 'i- i can't see, wiz.. ' hic.. sob- 'I- I know, Jim. ..It's okay, I'm here.. '

FUCK. YAOI BLAST TURNED INTO YAOI ANGST . SOB. HI C. IM GONNA TWEAK OUT . AGHHFVHCJK also. very basic ship name before i think about actual ones

erm . accountant wizard

c:

ALSOOO CREDITS TO @/cring3rlordreal FOR SUPPLYING Yaoi. I LOVEE THEMM

[glennk56]

Jim Greenleaf as McDorfus in Joysticks, March 1983. starring well Joe Don Baker was the biggest name but I think Jim Greenleaf got the most screentime.

Photos 1-4. Introducing video game wiz McDorfus.

Photos 5-8. Reaching for a photo, displaying his sexy belly overhang..

Photos 9-12. Stalling until his friend can climb out the window to caress his belly.

Photo 13. We’ve got some belly peeking out. 

Photo 14-18. Oh look McDorfus has been kidnapped by Larry’s other brother Darryl (John Voldstad). 

Photo 19. Just needed a profile.

Joysticks is one of the juvenile comedies Jim Greenleaf did, which includes Gorp & Surf II, So juvenile, I rented them at least twice each at the video store just for Jim. I think these types of films were perfect for video store rentals.

[blackrockskitchenchef]

"I remember EXACTLY how you screwed it up last time!"

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TRUST LEVELS WILL AFFECT UPCOMING EVENTS DRASTICALLY. AND WILL EFFECT HOW HE TREATS YOU. THE MORE HAVOC YOU CAUSE, THE LOWER THE TRUST WILL GO. REMEMBER. THE TRUST CAN GO UP OR DOWN. YOUR ACTIONS WILL CHOOSE HIS STORY AND BEHAVIORS.

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[accountantjim]

"Hey- um. Jim- I got you these flowers." This wizard is flustered, its hard to tell whether he's about to run away or not. ..Embarrassedly holding out the flower bouquet to Jim,

💐💐💐

-@blackrockskitchenchef (AAAAAAAAHHH. YAOI.)

' Oh-- d'aww!! Thanks, Wiz-- you're so kind!! I appreciate the gift, I'll make sure to gift you something back..!!! '

' Um-- I'll be leaving Blackrock now, see you around?-- Thanks again!!!'

[book--brackets]

May I add the to the fantasy list

Farseer trilogy by Robin Hobb

Merovingen Nights by CJ Cherryh

Riftwar saga by Raymond E Feist

Green Rider series by Kristain Britain

Rider at the Gate by CJ Cherryh

Dresden Files by Jim Butcher

Codex Alera by Jim Butcher

Everworld By KA Applegate

The Wheel of Time by Robert Jordan

The Wandering Inn by Pirateaba

Vows and Honor by Mercedes Lackey

Dragonriders of Pern by Anne McAffery

Wiz Series by Rick Cook

that's all I got for now without adding more series by the same authors (notably Cherryh and Lackey)

I love getting these mile long lists lmao it's the kind of thing I'd submit. I've added them all!

[seanhowe]

Charlie Smalls, photographed by Martha Swope, circa 1974, via NYPL I've been a fan of Charlie Smalls ever since first seeing John Cassavetes' FACES, which includes his great "Never Felt Like This Before." The amount of information about him out there before his work on THE WIZ is thin: backed Harry Belafonte and Hugh Maskela (check out his piano on "Felicade"); appeared on the Monkees tv show; recorded one single under the group name C. Smalls & Co. With a little further digging I've found that the group included vocalists Nancy Whalley King and John Richardson, plus session legends Jim Keltner on drums and Wilton Felder on bass. According to an article in the November 2, 1968, Michigan Chronicle, the Queens-born Smalls attended PS1, then Music & Art and Juilliard, and then played in the 379th Air Force band. ("I wasn't very good on the M-1," so they let me play glockenspiel full-time.") In the mid-60s, he played regularly at Steve Paul's club, The Scene, which was also a hotbed for early jazz-rock experiments.

[meanmisscharles]

So the crew gets to cheer up Blanket Fort Ed with 2 films each.

Since they had to go to Ye Olde Blockbuster, no films from 2000 - present can be selected.

I'll go first:

Frenchie: Enter The Dragon and Car Wash

Buttons: Texas Chainsaw Massacre and Evil Dead

Lucius: All About Eve and Torchsong Trilogy

Pete: Fast Times At Ridgemont High and Lost Boys

Fang: On The Waterfront and American Gigolo

The Swede: The Little Mermaid and The Goonies

Oluwande: The Wiz and Sparkle

Jim: The Magnificent Seven and Butch Cassidy And The Sundance Kid

Roach: The Mack and Coffee

Izzy: Cruising twice

ADD YOUR OWN! CMON Y'ALL!

[christianbalefanatic]

Harsh Times (2005 Movie) - Wiz Quiz Scene

This was my first time using Final Cut Pro - So bear with me.

Movie: Christian Bale as Jim Luther Davis in Harsh Times (2005) dir. David Ayer

FYI: Christian Bale was an executive producer of Harsh Times.

Song: The Frail - Nine Inch Nails [NIN]

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[lunaraindrop]

The Lie Becomes the Truth- A Steddie Fic (Part 4)

Link to Part 3

At some point, Steve was going to have to get used to embarrassing himself.

While Robin was always kind enough to remind him that he sucked when he struck out with the ladies, Steve was a jock.

He was strong.

He was handsome

.

He had good hand-eye coordination, a wiz with his nailbat, and could beat up a Russian asshole with a phone.

Not too shabby, if he did say so himself. (Which he *did*, thank you very much Robin and Dustin.)

From the movies they played in Family Video, Steve had seen many action heroes saving the day. They would get shot, stabbed, blown up even, and still save the day.

So. Eddie was not some dainty damsel, and Steve, while being a strong, handsome former jock, was no action hero from a movie. After taking a few steps, Steve nearly fell over.

Right. He was injured too. Shit.

After some rearranging, Steve ended up with a new Eddie backpack. Or as Dustin liked to call it, Eddie was riding “Yoda-Style”.

Steve kept to himself just how much he didn’t think Eddie looked like a Muppet.

(Steve would tell Robin later, much later, that it is possible to crush on a musician that doesn’t look like they were created by Jim Henson. She flipped him off. It was great.)

Something else Steve learned? His piggyback companion didn’t think of him as that safe Shire place.

He couldn’t feel upset about that, because he found out that he was something far, far greate than a place.

He, Steve, was the Samwis!

Actually, that was a bit confusing. Eddie had said, “Samwis”. Dustin said the character Eddie was asking for was named “Samwise”.

That wasn’t what Eddie was calling him.

A plus on Eddie being pressed up tight against his back, (besides the obvious), was that Eddie’s words were clearer. No more garbled half sounds. Being off the ground made the metal head also more of his chatty self.

Still delirious as fuck, but at least they could understand the words coming out of his mouth.

Even if they did make Steve blush. He was confused as shit, but well…

How was he supposed to react when these things were crooned in his ear?

“Oh Stevewise. My gardener. My paladin. My fluffy haired knight. You water my flowers, tend my hedges, fight off Shelob…carrying me outta Mordor.”

Dustin kept looking over, furrowed brow, as he limped between his Nancy and Robin crutches.

Steve knew that look.

The little shit was contemplating.

Gears were working overtime in Dustin’s head, trying to make a picture out these random puzzle pieces he thought Eddie was giving them.

To be honest, there were gears turning in Steve head, too. (It was easier to focus on that than the pain in his sides or how only a few minutes before Eddie was….how *Steve* was a liar.)

He knew what a knight was, easy. He knew his hair had incredible volume. But the rest of that? What the fuck? Were those from that book his likes? From the *Dorks and Disasters* game? Was he speaking in code?

And most importantly…how the hell did Eddie know he liked to garden?!

Eddie didn’t have much of a yard at the trailer park, but he had brought some flower pots over to Max’s to brighten the place. But how did Eddie know he grew them?

Something warm was filling is chest, like liquid sunshine.

If Eddie wanted him to be his gardener, he would be the best god damn gardener Eddie had ever seen. What little lawn he had would be trimmed and green. He would keep Eddie’s house full of flowers every week. He and his uncle would drown in fresh vegetables. Forget the farmer’s market. *Steve’s* their farmer’s market, baby.

It was when they entered the trailer that Eddie’s chatter took a despondent turn.

As Steve put his precious, heavy load on the couch, Eddie…sang.

Steve didn't pay very much attention in school. But he did remember something about ocean sirens using beautiful singing to hypnotizing sailors to drown themselves, or something like that.

Yeah. If Eddie was a siren, then Steve would be drowning.

It wasn’t some heavy metal ballad, like most might expect. No. It was all the words he has brushed the shell of Steve’s ear, plus more, put to song. Steve was pretty impressed. Eddie was some fucking musician, making a song on the spot with all that blood loss and being nearly unconscious. But unlike how happy the words made Steve before, these were…sad.

"Oh Stevewise. My gardener. My paladin. My fluffy haired knight.

You water my flowers, tend my hedges, fight off strange things in the night.

You carry me out of Mordor, Safe, Mount Doom a distant shore

But you'll go back to the Shire, marry Rosie. And I...I’ll go West with the Elves, forevemore"

Dustin’s head snapped towards Eddie. His genius gears stopped turning. There was an epiphany. One completely lost to Steve. Completely lost to Nancy too, it seemed.

But not to Robin.

Despite him knowing for a fact that Robin didn’t play D&D or read that book (he asked, okay?), she knew a thing to two about music. Where Dustin got some secret code in he words, Robin heard something n the notes.

Something that made her cry and cover he mouth.

Nancy had turned to her and ask what was going on, but she just shook her head.

“It isn’t my place to tell.”

Dustin turned to her, looking so sad and lost, before he limped over and gently hugged Eddie.

“Oh Eddie…that isn’t how the story has to end! Frodo doesn’t have to go into the West. We love you. I love you! Your family loves you! Stay with us.”

Wait a fucking second. Was Eddie talking about…dying?! Again?!

Not on Steve’s watch!

Frantic, Steve gripped Eddie face. His eyes were still closed, so Steve got in close.

“Listen here, Munson! Stay AWAY from any fucking lights at the end of tunnels, okay? No walking West, or any shit, okay? Plus, ah…”

Eddie had talked Elves, right?

“Plus, the Elves are dipshit asshole...”

What was something Eddie hated?

Steve’s eyes lit up.

He knew this!

He slapped his hands and snapped his fingers.

“JOCKS! The Elves are total Jocks!”

Robin, bless their shared brain cell, picked up what he was putting down. “Yeah! And not the nice, dumb kind! Jason Carver? Totally a zealot, child hurting, friends-of-Dorothy-hating Elf!”

Eddie wrinkled his nose. “Eww.”

Smiling, Dustin jumped back in. “The West is full of Jason Carver Elves! Don't go towards any lights! Stay in the Shire. Your uncle is in the Shire.”

“Wayne?”

Steve put some curls behind his ears.

“Yeah. Wayne’s waiting in-in the Shire. Why don’t we go say hello?”

While the three of them were talking Eddie out of his dark mood, Nancy had used the time to fashion a new rope out of towels from the bathroom, and even a makeshift seat out of Eddie’s guitar strap. Somehow, big brains Nancy made the rope twice as long, and developed a pulley system with a towel rack, a floor lamp, and a plastic wheel-thingie with wrapped black cable that must have been from Wayne Munson’s job.

Jesus, sometimes Steve wondered if that woman was a female McGyver. How did she end up with an idiot like him, again?

Going as carefully as possible, Nancy crawled through first. Dustin was next, put into the guitar strap and towel seat. Nancy repositioned the mattress. Robin helped Dustin up as he climbed with Steve pulling on the rope. Hands were going bloody and raw from the terrycloth, Steve grunted and smiled when Dustin made it to the other side.

It was time for Eddie.

Unlike Dustin, Eddie wasn’t able to sit upright. He needed to be wrapped tightly in a blanket, while in the seat, and secured with some of the cables before they could pulley him through.

Gingerly laying him on the floor, Eddie started speaking again.

“Shire Time?”

Checking the belt already around his body, Robin answered back.

“We need to make you an Eddie burrito, but yes! We’ll get you to the Shire, then the hobbit hospital for magical stiches and rabies shots. How does that sound?”

Steve lifted Eddie as best as he could, and placed him in on the blanket. Something was still troubling Eddie, Steve could tell. As he and Robin wrapped him up (with “helpful” instructions from both Dustin and Nancy, Jesus), asked him what was wrong.

“But what about Rosie?”

Steve remembered him calling Nancy a flower, but he started to think that maybe even that had to do with that book too. That song of Eddie’s had him-Sam-Stevewise-whoever the fuck he was marrying this Rosie.

And that? Yeah, no.

He couldn’t let Eddie think that.

After all, he was Eddie’s gardener. And secretly damn proud of it.

Man, Steve really needed to read more.

A scary thought crossed his mind.

What if Eddie was so out of it that he *wasn’t* his gardener? What if the Samwis guy was a gardener, and Eddie was just reliving his favorite book while his mind was checked out?

“Hey, Eddie?”

In his cocoon, Eddie’s head lulled towards the sound of Steve’s voice.

“Yeah?”

“Do you know who I am? Like, really?”

Robin looked at him, curious and concerned.

“Steve, he’s lost a lot of blood, maybe don’t-“

“Steeeeve Harrington.”

Steve smiled, while Robin looked, nervous? Huh?

“Okay, yes, you’re right! I’m Steve.”

“Stevewise, the Gardener.”

“Steve’s not-“

Steve interupted Robin.

“Yes, I do like to garden.”

Robin raised an eyebrow.

“You do?”

“Who do you think takes care of the plants at my house?”

“I don’t know, a gardener?”

“Yes, that would be me!”

“I meant a hired gardener! Your parents pay for scented toilet paper and fancy stinky cheeses! I didn’t know!”

“Any time, guys!” Dustin yelled from the ceiling hole.

“Tone, Merry!” Eddie spoke back.

Steve got close to Eddie’s face, sweeping his hair behind his neck.

“See, this is why I asked. You called him Mary. Do you know who that is?”

“That’s…Dustin.”

Thank God, Eddie was becoming more lucid.

The two of them hoisted Eddie up. Tying Eddie with the cable to the rope, Robin curiously asked, “And who am I?”

“Robin, the Fool of a Took, of course.”

“I don’t know how to take that.”

Nancy yelled this time. “I think I see an ambulance outside of the windows! Come on!”

An ambulance?! Why the fuck was an ambulance out there?

Steve decided not to look a gift horse in the mouth.

Eddie needed medical attention, and fast.

Steve pointed up, even though Eddie was yet to open his eyes.

“And who was that?”

Something ugly and sad crossed Eddie’s face.

“Rosie.”

“And who is Rosie?”

The next words were not what he was expecting.

“Your wife.”

Not Nancy. Not your ex. Not “The girl I think you will marry.” No.

Your wife.

Robin and Dustin were silent. Nancy?

Mortified.

There was a time when Nancy appearing near dread at the idea of marrying Steve would have hurt him. Deeply. But that was a long time ago. Things changed. She would always be his first love.

But she was no longer going to be his last.

Locking eyes with her, Nancy’s shock and quiet panic melted into a surprised understanding.

Of course she was going to figure him out. If anyone was going to recognize a Steve in love and with a breaking heart, it would be Nancy Wheeler.

Nancy, doing her good friend Steve a solid squared her shoulders. As Steve pulled the rope, Nancy called up to a rising Eddie.

“Okay, let's get one thing straight. Stevewise isn't marrying Rosie. Or Violet, Petunia, ANY flower, okay? Nobody is marrying flowers, right Steve?”

Pulling harder, feeing the fibers in the cuts of his palms, he agreed.

“That’s right! Stevewise is not marrying Rosie. The only flowers he has are in his garden.”

Robin and Dustin were watching both he and Eddie closely.

Eddie? For obvious reasons.

But Steve? He knew it they were questioning why Steve and Nancy were making it official that they were not getting back together. He knew Dustin thought he was in love with Nancy. Robin too. She went as far as to tell Nancy that they were platonic with a capital P.

That was one of those important capital noun words.

And had he not had the nuggets talk with Nancy?

But now was not the time to tell his best friends that his ex just figured out that he liked guys, and he only wanted the one that nearly died on them.

With one final tug, Eddie Munson was through the portal.

And the rope broke.

[rosemaidenvixen]

So who do you think should get Excalibur in the Sunshine Au? Cause I’ve seen opinions that the “worthiest” would be Jim, Steve, Douxie, Krel to Nari of all people.

I've already decided who's going to get Excalibur, but it won't be any of the characters you mentioned.

Jim's role is solidly set as the Trollhunter, keeping balance between the worlds of humans and trolls.

Steve's arc will be learning about how to be a true hero, and his weapon will be the axe he gets from his first true battle, Toothache.

Douxie will gain the confidence to take his place as a master Wizard, with a staff of his own.

Krel will realize he can help his friends and Akiridion-5 in his own way. He doesn't need to be a warrior like his sister or a monarch like his parents. Being his DJing tech wiz self is more than enough.

Nari is essentially a deity, who for the first time experiences what it's like to be treated, not like an object of worship or reverence, but as a friend.

The person who gets Excalibur will be someone that shares some of the same wounds and misgivings about magic as Arthur. But instead of his arrogance they will have enough humility to truly be trusted with the god-killing blade.

[strawberryblondebutch]

These may seem like out of left field questions, BUT I'm headed to Philadelphia at the end of February, and you seem to be from Philly? I was wondering, as an out of stater, if I should try a Cheesesteak with whiz as opposed to provolone? Also do you have a shop you could recommend? Thanks in advance and sorry if this is a bit odd.

I am... so honored that you thought of me for this

Personally I like provolone more, but if you're getting a cheesesteak to get the Philly Cheesesteak Experience(TM), then you gotta get it wit wiz!

I would normally recommend Jim's at 4th and South, but it burned down this past summer and won't be open by the time you visit :( Most of my recommendations for anything are going to be southeast Philly because that's where I live and if it isn't walking distance I do not perceive it, but I like Ishkabibble's and Angelo's! Angelo's also makes *fantastic* pizza.

My other food rec is Lorenzo and Son's at 3rd and South. They have pizza slices the size of your head. If you don't want to be perceived as a tourist, you ask for "a slice" -- that's it. There's one size, no toppings, and bring cash!