#netflix the house

[purplegori]

Intruding on your asks because I can't @ people in replies and have it work

No I get what the individual stories are about on their own, what continues to baffle me is that the film/stories are presented as a connected plot centred around there being Something Wrong With The House

in the trailer and description and stuff it heavily implied that it would be similar to other stories told by showing a couple of generations of occupants experiencing the same haunting years apart

I just think that they didn't convey what they wanted to very well with the house thing, cause in the first story it seemed to be materialism and making deals with the devil

The second one was fairly similar,

And then the third one was clinging to what little you had when everything else seems out of control,

Not mention the fact that the first story has humans but the second two were animals, which lead to a weird disconnect between the stories and a break in immersion while I tried to bring them back together

Idk, sorry for ranting in Ur inbox lol I completely forgot about that film until you commented, just had a bunch of wild rambling thoughts

(also dw about it being a year old, this is Tumblr, we drag posts from 2012 around here)

that's valid! and sorry this is a bit delayed i literally saw this just now, oops. unfortunately i have no comments on the trailer and description— i watched this completely blind one night only knowing it was psychological horror (?) and stop-motion. there definitely is a dissonance between each story, which COULD be unintentional considering that this movie had three directors! personally though, the dissonance carries meaning, and i'll get back to that.

the concept of the house being the thing that's wrong is true! but to me, the house having Something Wrong With It draws to the fact that it's more of a physical representation of each story's struggle, in multiple ways. notice how it's never actually the house making problems — only how characters interact with it

in the first short, raymond and penny idealize owning a new, fancy home. van schoonbeek holds their materialism over them by promising them a happier life— one only obtained through lush fabrics and decorated fireplaces. it's not the house itself, it's the idea that richer things mean richer lives. the only ones who notice the house's dubiousness are the children, who suffer the consequences of their parents' greed.

in the second short, mr. rat wants to sell a house he's been pouring his sweat and time and money into; he renovates out of his own pocket, he invests in dolling it up and making it look nice. but he only looks at it all from a surface level, hence the bug infestation— cheap solutions will do that to a man. he didn't think of it as a house, he thought of it as a goal with the intention of reaching perfection: something utterly buyable. obviously, ignoring all these problems lead to a massive infestation of rot

in the last short, rosa tries to make the house something it's not despite the circumstances around her. she wants a nice home, and that requires money, which requires tenants. she holds her wish to her heart, in spite of the flooding clearly being a bigger issue. she actively IGNORES the flooding, marking it as less of a problem than the peeling walls and the missing floorboards. she only let's it go when she realizes she CAN leave— she doesn't have to abandon her home to find new places, she needed to change her idea of what home IS to her. she didn't have control over a lot of things, but she could finally live with the house she'd been fighting against. realizing she might not have needed a house, but a ship: she moves on with the help of the people around her.

each story revolves around a house, but the focus isn't the house's effects on it's tenants— it's how each tenant chooses to live in it. there's dissonance because these are all different kinds of people, being stressed by different species being used, different eras, and different settings.

there really are lots of things i intentionally missed touching up on— the third story's ending possibly being a metaphor for death, the second story possibly being a whole delusion. i choose to do this because, well, they're all different interpretations. i spoke about the ones that i made on my own and that make the most sense to me, but those other perspectives are entirely possible and valid. they don't take away from the idea of the house being a manifestation of each character's struggle/flaw either!

in the end, The House is about our relationship with homes. it's about how our living spaces change us, represent us, but more importantly: how it reflects our ideals. in the pursuit of a perfect home, an ideal house, we lose ourselves in logistics and materialism— we lose the spirit of home. it's a problem that crosses boundaries and leaves no person untouched. everyone can experience it, everyone handles it differently. but in the end, the last tenant of the house puts to rest the cycle we've seen progress throughout the film. she finds home in her friends instead of constantly pursuing a house where she PLANS to make memories in. in a way, they DID all experience the same haunting. the haunting was... an empty, hollow life with even more hollowed ideals.

"and heard within, a lie is spun

then lost is truth that can't be won

listen again and seek the sun"

that's all what i think though! would love to hear any other thoughts you have too. that's all! have a good one :)

[shutupcrime]

I feel like so many problems people have with tv at the moment could be solved if we just went back to the good ole days of 20 episodes a season that’s just sixty percent filler and character development. Give the people what they want- less condensed story and more meaningless shenanigans

[painted-lemon]

um can we make this a real thing??????

please tag any other fandom that could use this meme format

[the-great-bonkings]

WATCH The House ON NETFLIX YOU WON'T REGRET IT THIS IS A THREAT

And heard within, a lie is spun

Then lost is truth that can't be won

Listen again and seek the sun

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[classycookiexo]

This is literally so iconic

[litrallytyrus]

2024 BULLET JOURNAL SPREADS! (^_-)-☆

a collective post of all of my monthly bullet journal spreads, where each month is themed around a different cartoon!!!!

(november & december in reblogs!)

[kulai]

DAY 10, 11, 14 - 16, 17, 18 - 20, and 21 all-in-one post!

sorry im just getting really lazy posting it separately lol, check out the image description if you wanna know the specific prompt! xoxo

check out my twitter where i'm more active!

[freuleinanna]

The Fall of the House of Usher is many things and I'm making a conscious choice to not scream about every single one of them rn, but what left me staring at a wall in tears is just... kindness. Death was kind. She gave every choice, every reason to stop. She would take these kids anyway but she also regretted having to take them like that. She cared when nobody else would, even though they kept making the wrong choices.

She's never cruel for cruelty's sake. She wasn't cruel to Lenore. She just sent a child to sleep as lovingly as she could, with kind words and kinder touch.

And I don't even know how to express the absolute heartbreak with blinding warmth among the cracks, when Death herself kneels before one man, worst man, honest man, who refused her offer – and thanks him with such respect.

Mike Flanagan, you fucking did it again. Carla Gugino, you... I don't even have words for you. That's a whole-ass masterpiece of human soul, meaning, and searching right there.

Kiss Death with kindness in the end

And when she parts

You part as friends

[caraslefteyebrow]

OUR PRINCE WHO WAS PROMISED WE NEVER DOUBTED YOU FOR A SECOND

[balteredsworld]

wilson’s hypothesis. gregory house

🥼🩺 | according to wilson, house likes you and you like him. so, house confronts you with wilson’s hyposthesis.

masterlist: greg house n all

warnings/tags! fluff of sorts, angst if you squint, talks of self-sabotage, idiots in love, sherlocked reference!!! (just watched 8x18—house self-sabotages so bad my lord)

author's note: lowkey hate this but it's idk what're we thinking fellow ducklings???

"wilson thinks i like you," house airs.

you throw him a strange glance.

"crazy, right?"

"yeah? and you think i like cameron," you mimic, matching his dismissive detachment to comedic effect.

only, house is serious.

“no, wilson thinks i like you.” house ignores your joke, repeating wilson’s solemn hypothesis.

when you pause to look at his face, your mind goes off into complete nonsense like's just tipped you over and left you with internal bleeding in your brain, upon the realization that he does, in fact, mean those words he's telling you.

"what makes him say that?"

"i'm apparently connecting with you,” house indulges, relaxing into the cold bit of wall behind him. the moonlight hits him in a more subtle way, half hidden in the shadows. the blue of his wrinkled shirt melts into the glow it radiates.

you're not particularly sure what to say. thankfully, he elaborates.

“you share your food with me, i take your food, ergo it means something in wilson's romantic world,” house offers, before quickly dismissing the thought of his supposed feelings for you. "but you know wilson, he's always been a romantic. thinks he can diagnose emotions as easily as diseases."

you consider the argument, "well couldn't that just mean i can't finish my food and you don't wanna get your own?"

he squints at you, as if with drills for eyes. you're playing dumb, unless you really believe that. but you don't.

you clear your throat, "well, do you believe that?"

"well it's either that or i must obviously like you."

you gawk. "well, do you?"

"do i have to spell it out for you?"

"wilson had to," you snark back. "so, do you?"

"no," he says with a flat face.

something in your chest drops, just as your brows shoot up. "no?"

"no," he reaffirms.

you don't know if you manage to catch your frown. house doesn't say anything if you didn't. you're more than a little embarrassed, surely flushed. you're thankful that the two of you are under the dim veil of night.

"well good thing," you grumble.

house looks at you with a curious look, as if he was almost offended you would say that. "good thing?"

“we’re both lonely. lonely means self-sabotage,” you explain, fiddling with one of the main trinkets that line the ledge. you were sure you proving your point, coming up with an off-putting rationale to cover up your embarrassment. "two self-saboteurs, well, that's an equation with proven unresolved issues... so yeah, good thing."

you were internally cringing at the words you were spitting out, but you were trying to play it cool. it's something that's never worked in your favour though when you were near an attractive guy, and you always swore this was to make them repulse the inkling of interest. and you swore off doing this years ago, but the blunt rejection, if you could call it that, sprung the teenager out of you.

then again, house affects you like that. blue eyes and blue shirt and all.

he makes it no secret that he's a ladies' man, often hitching hookers into the hospital despite cuddy's gentle parenting to make him stop. but house does whatever he wants in the hospital, hence all the lawsuits you've had to deal with.

when you look at him again, he's somehow uncharacteristically quiet. you're unsure if his speculative eyes are because of a lightbulb moment, but one thing's for sure: he was thinking.

"you're thinking, aren't you?" you glean in a tilt.

house doesn't say anything, but turns away from you. when he does, you're unsure if you see his lip curl in disappointment—he hides it too well. some part of you hopes, but you know you're not his type. a bit too much like him in the overanalyzing and overthinking.

and maybe you're convincing yourself, but realistically speaking, your happy arrangement of sharing food in the middle of a hospital shift may work for lonely and misery, but not for anything else. two people who like self-sabotage is like a dumpster fire.

you'd rather have house like this, happy and alarmingly blue.

"aaand you've stopped listening. i shall take that as my cue to leave," you announce, hopping off the ledge in the same ginger fashion you had waltzing in.

when you land your feet, house airs his deduction, nodding along as if he was finally making sense of you and wilson’s hypothesis. 

“maybe he’s onto something.”

you turn to him with a tinge of a worrisome brow. 

“who knows? maybe i’ve been sending subtle signals that even i’m not aware of. so what do you think?” he croons his head, all ominous, arriving to a conclusion. you can practically see the cogs turn in his brain. “you like me.”

"i never said that.”

house looks at you, rising in a smooth motion, as if to showcase his towering height, forcing you to look up at him. sitting down, he's not so large, but now, all you can think is that he's tall.

"you might not, but your body does," he croons, dangerous smirk playing about his face. his eyes probe your face, confidently with a proven theory. "pupils dilated..."

house grabs your wrist, eyes practically lighting up in delight at his impending diagnosis.

"…and pulse elevated. i understand that wilson thinks that love's a mystery to me, but the chemistry's incredibly simple," he says, softening his grip on you.

house doesn't let go, lingering in this proximity, leaning closer like some ghost and spirit you'll always look for. your breath hitches, but house doesn't afford you time to quite think, capturing your lips in a kiss that you reciprocate, clutching onto his arms for balance.

you feel one of his hand snake to the nook of your back, pushing you flush against him. house keeps his other hand cupping your cheek and jaw, large enough to cover that expanse of your face. it's a little dry and rough, but you don't mind, all too preoccupied with his lips.

house makes good work on you. his lips are even better than you'd imagine, but you finally register his words and what you were doing, so you pull away. the furrow of your brows returning, apprehensive about his next words.

you whisper, “i thought you didn't like me.”

"i was lying," he shrugs. "i needed to see if i was right, and i was."

"so you figured me out?"

"you like me,” house concludes, triumphant. “i was right.”

“i thought this was wilson’s hypothesis?” you cock a brow.

“hypothesis,” he nods before flicking your head. “but i can’t give him the credit for my diagnosis.”

you let out an airy laugh, relieved that he didn't make you spell it out for him. "you're an ass, you know?"

his eyes are proudly heralding trumpets. you could practically hear the victory going off them.

"it comes with the sitting arrangement."

[weedle-testaburger]

this is the best trope of modern animation (except wholesome gays ofc) and i will not accept criticism on that take

[mysticgalaxiez]

looking for something to watch? then watch jentry chau vs the underworld on netflix!

the series is about a 16 year old Chinese-American girl who lives in Seoul happily until she has to go back to her hometown where she once lived as a child , a small town in Texas because she is being hunted by demons. Now jentry has to has to balance highschool life , relationships , friendships while trying to stop the demon’s that’s coming after her. (she also has cool fire powers!)

it’s really good and it’s refreshing to finally have a show with a new concept instead of reboots and rehashed concepts

and if your worrying about the show being canceled (i pray netflix won’t do it) the show wraps up nicely (even though there are a few things that end up unexplained it’s still a good ending with no cliffhangers) please watch it!

[locuas642]

I never watched James Somerton. but I do remember when there was an increasing criticism ("criticism") of Animated shows like Steven Universe of She-Ra being "female-led queer shows" showing that queer women had an "easier" time getting heard of than Queer men.

And at the time I wasnt sure how much I personally could add to that discussion or how much was my place. but now that I feel I have better words to explain my feelings I can say I always thought it was bull.

Queer women do not have an "easier" time getting heard or getting their shows produced. Steven Universe got cancelled for homophobic reasons, and She-Ra had to be extremely careful with how they made Catradora Canon.

Those shows were also teared apart by "fans" who tried their hardest to make the most bad-faith arguments for these shows.

And yes, it is important to mention, ND Stevenson goes by He/Him while Rebecca Sugar is Non-binary, and that comes with their own set of discrimination, including getting misgendered. At the time, before they were out and everyone acted on the belief they were Cis, the argument was that as queer women, they had an "advantage" compared to other queer men, and also Dana Terrace (who is Cis as far as I know) also received this criticism. Most important, they would be shit takes regardless of that

and it's such bullshit, not just because of how unhelpful it is. How it tries to tear down important works and reduce them as a competition. But because of the deeply misogynistic root on it all: that these shows could only get made for "diversity points." That the only reason they got these shows made wasn't because of the blood sweat and tears of queer people working in an industry that is hostile to them. a negation and erasure of their effort.

[ryan-waddell11]

The same pictures strike again

[awakefor48hours]

Sequel to this

[ID: the Gotta Be One of My Favorite meme, an image of a man standing in front of a car, looking to his left, and holding his folded hands up to his chest.

The top of the image has text that's been edited to say "Shout out to physically affectionate m/f platonic friendship fr 🤞🏿" And the bottom text says "Gotta be one of my favorite genders."

Throughout the meme are 11 images include:

Marceline kissing Finn from Adventure Time

Brett hugging Reagan in Inside Job

Erza hugging Gray from Fairy Tail

Katara and Zuko hugging from Avatar the Last Airbender

Maka touching Soul's chest from Soul Eater

Luz pointing at Gus from The Owl House

Vi hugging Ekko from Arcane

Zack hugging Carmen from Carmen Sandiego

Raven hugging Robin from Teen Titans 2003

Lapis flying with Steven from Steven Universe

/End of ID]

[alltimefail]

As someone who lived in a home where it was not safe to be queer but their first love was their same-sex best friend, I really cannot emphasize the importance of characters like Charles Rowland enough. As someone who deals with shame from years of self-hate, repression, happy-masking, and being called a "Token ally" by even my queer friends while feeling wrong wrong wrong about it, and being the kind of person who just didn't "Look queer enough" or whatever the fuck arbitrary, exclusionist rhetoric people would casually hurl about, I just really can't believe we have a character like him.

He's complex and deeply scarred and I've never cared about a character like this before. I've never felt so "Seen." I can't wait to save this show because seeing him heal will be like a balm on my heart. His character arc is completely unique and handled with such care that it brings tears to my eyes.

That's all. I am just so deeply thankful for & emotional about Charles Rowland tonight.