#nicholas byron

[justarandomgirly]

I really loved this sequence

[ballumville]

'Here's a sigh to those who love me,And a smile to those who hate;And, whatever sky's above me,Here's a heart for every fate.'

[oocstephenkingtv]

Haven 1x11 The Trial of Audrey Parker (2010)

[nerds-yearbook]

In 1893, H.G. Wells was showing off his Time Machine that he had constructed to a small group of select friends. What he didn’t realize was that one of the friends was actually Jack the Ripper. When the police came close to capturing the murderer, the killer used Wells’ machine to escape to 1979.(Time After Time, Flm)

[nonesuchrecords]

It was 15 years ago today: Allen Toussaint's Nonesuch debut album, The Bright Mississippi, was released. Toussaint explores the work of his New Orleans forebears on a soulful, live-in-the-studio jazz set, produced by Joe Henry, performing with Don Byron, Nicholas Payton, Marc Ribot, David Piltch, Jay Bellerose, and special guests Brad Mehldau and Joshua Redman.

"Exquisite" —Washington Post

[ulrichgebert]

She Loves Me, das reizende Musical nach dem mannigfaltig verwendeten Stück Parfumerie, in dem besonders viele Leute mitspielen, denen wir ein bisschen verfallen sind (vergleiche hier und hier, Gavil Creel ist leider grade nicht mit im Bild), wollten wir schon lange mal wieder anschauen. Man kann es leider nur bei Broadway HD, dem untalentiertesten aller Streamingdienste anschauen. Wenn sie es schaffen würden, es durchgänging und am Stück zu zeigen, wäre es fast sein Geld wert. Ist aber natürlich trotzdem extrem herzig, war jetzt allerdings doch wieder so aufwendig, daß inzwischen neunundneuzigjährig Sheldon Harnick, der legendäre Fiddler-on-the-Roof-und-eben-She-Loves-Me Liedtexter gestorben ist, so daß wir es gleich auch noch als Gedenkveranstaltung verwenden konnten.

[dean-boese-universe]

A burglar breaks into your home, what do you do? David Byron Smith, 64, responded by installing video surveillance and when he saw the person he believed to be responsible for the burglaries, he laid a trap killing him AND his cousin and then waited 24 hours to call the police. All this on Thanksgiving day. We discuss this case, the victims Haile Kifer and Nicholas Brady, their actions as well as their killers and the controversy that arose after their deaths. We also discuss how we all have that one friend who can push us to break the rules, for whatever reason, the difference between the Castle doctrine and stand your ground and where that line is between defending oneself and being predatory in this controversial Thanksgiving episode of the Family Plot podcast!

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[ailendolin]

It's so funny that the Captain's reaction to finding out Nicholas was in the Navy is exactly the same as Thomas's reaction to finding out Lucy was reading Byron.

For two characters who couldn't be more different (and even pride themselves on that) they're remarkably similar in some aspects.

[viric-dreams]

Hi my name is Nicholas Dark'ness Dementia Raven Nite and I have short pigeon grey hair (that's not how I got my alias) with brown streaks and also grey tips that reaches naval regulation length and totally normal brown eyes like gant tears and a lot of people tell me I look like Lord Byron (AN: if u don't know who he is get da hell out of here!). I'm not related to Jon Nite because he hasn't been born yet but I wish I was because he's a major fucking hottie. I'm a revolutionary and am totally straight and English. I have pale white skin. I'm also not a sequencer, and I absolutely did not join the navy back in England where I served out a multi-decade career (I'm fifty three). I'm a revolutionary (in case you couldn't tell) and I wear mostly black. I love Dauncy's and I buy all my clothes from there. For example today I was wearing a black corset with matching lace around it and a black leather miniskirt, irrigo fishnets and black combat boots. I was wearing black lipstick, white foundation, black eyeliner and red eye shadow. I was walking outside Ladybones Road. It was snowing lacre and raining so there was no sun no sun no sun no sun no sun, which I was very happy about. A lot of constables stared at me. I put up my middle finger at them.

[justarandomgirly]

Red white and royal blue (2023)

[power-chords]

Some Miami Vice Thots*:

Big Screen, I Notice More Stuff: That club is called MANSION. Linkin Park (from Agoura Hills, or what seems to me to be the Westchester, NY of the San Fernando Valley — Californians please correct me if I'm wrong), mashed up with Jay-Z (a Black billionaire from the mean streets of Bed-Stuy, the New New Gatsby/Big Joe Turner). Relevant to bullet point immediately below.

According to Michael Mann Miami in the mid-aughts is Age of Discovery (Digital Edition) meets Crime Family Feudalism in recursive recurrence, multiple timelines and identities inhabiting the same geographic vectors (everyone is always forever in motion). The very first interaction Sonny has with someone who is not a team member is a bartender who says she is from Lisboa, to which Sonny replies, "But you got your tan in Miami." This is what I read: She's the "reformed" Portuguese equivalent of the character in this Butch Walker song. She came from money, she lost it perhaps, but she's been since... repossessed? There's a more sinister interpretation under the surface, since she is under the roof of a powerful (and possibly related) employer whose business operations require unwavering loyalty + utmost discretion in exchange for protection (which in this case is also exploitation). Tan, in other words, as a form of Midas touch. Sacrifice to a sun(/SON!!!) god (or is Sonny more of a defecting Samson figure, speaking to an inert "Neon" Delilah who will only feign at seduction/betrayal, moving through the moves?). So already these two characters are speaking in code to each other, which is an amazing storytelling device on Mann's behalf, and you can shake so much out of that.

Derived from the above: "My Mommy and Daddy know me," hilarious line btw, becomes double-doublespeak, quadruple-speak! Not only is he pretending to tell the truth under a fabricated fundamental, the statement itself is yet another subtextual lie. His parents don't really know him, they just thought they did, which is why he's run off to become what he's become. Rico is the partner who acts out of duty first, love secondarily; Sonny is the Byronic inverse. Diaspora southern gothic. I like to think this is the mythic re-interpretation/inspiration Mann wishes a certain American population would draw from, in lieu of... current political/pop cultural figureheads.

Gina tenderly comforting the injured Zito... this shot is seconds long and yet captures my heart every time! Where is the backstory fic for these two!

Once again, the Rico/Trudy sex scene is a definite contender for the most affectionate, respectful, and sensual one in Hollywood history

Oh, Isabella. My girl Isabella. I overheard someone in the lobby call this film "such a guy movie." I don't know what drugs these people are on. Especially when counterpart to the hypermasculine satirical camp is the sensitivity and sympathy with which Mann portrays the situation of women, how we are exploited either way/anyway, deprived of romantic trust/human partnership by being put at risk by men and also by them denied the agency of taking risks for ourselves. There's both heartbreak and hypocrisy in how she attacks Sonny at the end, screaming "Who are you!" (The audience's heartbreak is: We have an instinctive uneasy sense of the systems that force her, and the rest of us, to live as hypocrites. Who are any of us, anymore, really!)

I was like MICHAEL DO THE GARMENTO CRIME DRAMA W/ ME and he was like "I made Miami Vice already, dummy! Pay attention!" Me: "OK!!!" [Pays a visit to Auerbach's Keller in Grand Central Terminal and then stays up until 5 AM playtesting West Village: Walpurgisnacht/watching the Chicago & Miami Postmodern Pseudepigrapha about Non-Recourse Factoring]

The "color coding" in this film is bonkers. More on that eventually, I'm still chewing on it.

The duality of Man(n)ager: the tragic pathos imbued to Alonzo vs. the vaudevillian coercion of Nicholas. "Why is this happening to me?!" cracks me the fuck up. This most powerful, literally biblical quandary of them all, the whole of Mann's filmography boiled down to its most singular and direct (I.E., truthful) expression, in the form of a persecuted exclamation, and it's played for laughs. Because what can you do except laugh! It's Job(/lowercase job) as circus performance, as a cabaret act. Job's poetry parodied into factional slogans and Shandyan-American dick jokes. I can't believe people think this is a stupid movie, it's pretending to be stupid!!!

*The appropriate spelling for this film in particular

[antebellumite]

Alternate Universe: Stateswap

The year is 1823 and John C. Calhoun, son of Patrick Calhoun, is an up and rising lawyer, amateur economist, national bank enthusiast, and recent Representative of Pennsylvania. He's coming to Washington City accompanied by banker and soon-to-be 2BUS head, Nicholas Biddle.

Along the path to the nation's capitol, the two come across prospective Presidential candidate Henry Clay of Virginia, with his erstwhile ally, John Randolph of Roanoke, and his clerk, Daniel Webster (who beat Calhoun once in a court case when he was still doing that up north). Although initially wishing to not stir any waters, Calhoun finds himself increasingly tangled up in the presidential machinations of the alluring blond candidate, as well as his byronic, charming-if-questionable, stenographer.

Oh, and Randolph. Too.

[kwebtv]

North and South - BBC - December 1, 1975 - December 22, 1975

Drama (4 Episodes)

Running Time: 60 minutes

Stars:

Rosalind Shanks as Margaret Hale

Robin Bailey as Mr. Hale

Kathleen Byron as Mrs. Hale

Peggy Ann Wood as Dixon

Patrick Stewart as John Thornton

Rosalie Crutchley as Mrs. Thornton

Norman Jones as Nicholas Higgins

Barbara Hickmott as Bessy Higgins

Ian Marter as Henry Lennox

Gail Harrison as Edith Shaw

Ginette McDonald as Mary Higgins

Pamela Moiseiwitsch as Fanny Thornton

Ray Mort as Carter

Christopher Burgess as Boucher

Frank Mills as Williams

Peter Welch as Slickson

Cyril Luckham as Mr. Bell

Tim Pigott-Smith as Frederick Hale

[lovecharged]

name: jamie delacour. age: twenty eight. gender: cis man. he / him. sexuality: bisexual. occupation: socialite / event planner (reality star - made in chelsea-esque). siblings: alastor delacour (older brother) other familial connections: byron and halston (uncles) faceclaim: nicholas galitzine.

biography: born with a silver spoon in his mouth, in chelsea, england. the man is of a good fortune and he knows it. entirely too confident, but there's a slight chance that it's actually a facade. enjoys playing the violin, piano and guitar, but also having the last word. he's intelligent, manipulative when he needs to be and went to an all boy's boarding school, which he often loathed, but it worked out in his favour once or twice. has incredibly distant and neglectful parents whom he never talks about, nor talks to. practically raised by his older brother, alastor and his uncles. however he still has strong old daddy / mummy issues as a result. very british. blatantly british. enjoys travelling and holidaying all over the world. loves to spend his parents money. what else are they good for? absolutely nothing. deep down, desperate for love. to find someone who cares enough to dig into his rather cold, english exterior. right now he's sure he's just naturally unloveable. there there's something intrinsically wrong with him. often high or drunk because he can't overthink then, until he does. only person his brother isn't entirely too blunt with. deep down the pair have big hearts, they're just terrified of letting anyone know it. rejection is a bad, dirty word. joined a reality show to spoil his family image. only time his dad ever struck up a conversation with him is to tell him to cease making a mockery of the family name. he didn't stop, though. good at one night stands, not so good at feelings. thinks he's been in love once but he hasn't dared confess it to anyone.

wanted connection(s): childhood best friend (who he may or may not have been in love with) - could be from the same world as him, or maybe they're middle class/lower class, former flings, current flings, a crew of boarding school assholes, co-stars.

like if you would like to plot with him.

[revothink]

Hello dukhi aatmas, this is me, again. I was kind of immersed into something to give you guys an update about my life. Which is not an excuse, I admit. But, I do not care.

So, I watched Red, White and Royal Blue yesterday even though I should be studying 4 programming languages, Linear Algebra and Software Engineering but we are not talking about that rn. The movie healed something in me I didn't know was wounded.

There is a severe lack of queer movies and series which are simply just rom-coms. 95% of them just end up in death, tragedy and not the characters being together. The Heartstopper is one of the most heartwarming series out there for the queer folk. It is simple so sweet and beautiful.

Now back to Red, White and Royal Blue, the movie is the official adaptation of the book with the same title. The main characters are Alex Claremont-Diaz, the First Son of the US, and HRH Prince Henry, Prince of jolly old England. Alex Claremont-Diaz, played by Taylor Zakhar Perez) and the Prince of England (Henry, played by Nicholas Galitzine). The story shows how these two idiots go from enemies to friends to lovers and almost cause the Second War between England and the US.

The movie starts with the wedding of Henry's elder brother, Phillip and the £75,000 disaster. I will not spoil you guys but let's just say that from all the trouble that Alex gets into, this one takes the cake. Alex has to go back to England to do some damage control for the aforementioned disaster. During that process, he begins to see Henry in a different manner from the persona Henry shows to other people.

Henry is much more than the Prince of England's Hearts, he is an avid reader who goes on tangents about Lord Byron. He has named his dog after David Bowie, he watches Bake Off with the said dog and loves his sister, Bea.

Enough about His Royal Highness, the FSOTUS, Alex, is more than the charming heartthrob the media portrays him to be. He is someone whose feet are on the ground, and he wants to help the people of his country. He is a proud half-Mexican and full Texan. But the movie seems to forget to mention that Mexican heritage.

Alex wants to be a politician. He wants to help people and change the mindset of the stubborn Americans. He has a best friend, Nora, the granddaughter of the VP of the US, who admittedly should have had a bigger role in the movie.

The movie itself is fun to watch if you don't want a word to word enactment of the book. Some of the original dialogues are humourous and some of them downright adorable. The chemistry between the actors who was mind-blowing. They gave life to the beloved characters of Alex and Henry.

The movie cuts out a lot of characters and plot which makes Alex Claremont-Diaz what he is. They didn't show his love for politics, his elder sister June, his first boy crush, Liam, his step-father Leo who is very happily a Trophy Husband to the Madam President of the US.

They did not show Henry's mother who married an actor against the wishes of the Queen. They changed the Queen to a King. His mother was as absent as his dead father. They didn't give justice to Bea's character and Pez, Henry's millionaire philanthropist bestfriend.

However, they did show how Alex and Henry make history. They showed the beautiful iridescent love between them. They gave life to the love story of a bisexual First Son and a very much gay Prince of England. And for that, I love them.

After watching the movie, I read the book which I already owned. It was a birthday gift. The book is of course, better. It has 448 pages whereas the movie is not even two hours long. I ended up finishing the book in one-sitting. I started around 1 and finished at 3:15 am with water breaks in between. Do not judge me. I am a chaotic bi, okay?

Anyway, for today's song recommendation, this is a song which Alex and Henry danced to with forever in their mind and heart.

TLDR; a rant about RW&RB ♥️🤍💙