#not black sails sorry

[howlerbat]

If you’re a fan of reanimator on tumblr dot com and you preface your posts with “haha I know it’s bad but it’s a guilty pleasure!” - no. Reanimator is not a bad film, I will fight you. Reanimator was made in 1985 with a budget of less than a million dollars, shot in 18 days with a crew most of whom never made a movie before in their lives, was released into theaters UNRATED and then slayed by getting a positive review from Pauline fucking Kael. Stuart Gordon didn’t have a near death experience by going blind after a 24 hour long shoot for you to disrespect his art. Be better.

[wellhalesbells]

Sometimes you watch a show and you're like: wow, they had a serious show bible for this. And you just know it's treated like the holy grail it is by everyone involved, that it's laminated, that it's got annotations, footnotes, color coordination, a section for foreshadowing, callbacks, foils and parallels, that an eye blink doesn't get blunk without it matching that character's arc for the season and the show overall.

And sometimes you watch a show and you know that show had a pamphlet, one with, say, the word TEEN written on the front, WOLF on the back and just [TBD] splatted inside, probably with (abs?) scrawled on the bottom somewhere. And someone put their gum in it around the start of the fourth season.

[cashmere-caveman]

[my idiot crew about to mutiny yet again] god this sucks so bad i'll fucking - [remembers suicide jokes would only play right into their dearest wish for me to drop dead where i stand] see that prize is yours. I'm not just gonna make you rich. I'm not just gonna make you strong. I'm gonna make you the princes of the New World!

[rooksunday]

thinking about fox getting his first poll card after the vode get citizenship. the guard scattered after sithsplosion day, but he and a score or so that were functionally useless without each other, like nervous space greyhounds with military training, all ended up bundled together on some planet in the mid rim.

he’s been working on a book about his years at the senate. no one knows about it aside from thorn, who has been checking his basic, and advising him where he needs to wind the reveals back a little because libel. the rest of the time he does payroll for a number of small businesses, picking and choosing his hours, and delighting in sending invoices for his business: the shiny security fund, he’s called it, to continue the tradition in a more official manner.

(when they’d been on triple zero, the fund had been for rations. blankets. bacta. they’d conned credits from tourists and stolen them from senators and turned those credits into hope for the poor bastards shipped to the city that ate shinies before they could ever earn paint. these days, the fund was for whatever his guard wanted. aside from a pony. fox couldn’t figure out where hound would keep the pony.)

the book had been born from two lists. one was the blackmail and gossip the guard had collected during their stint on coruscant; that was where thorn needed to check for dangers, but since most of those senators had died in sith-related incidents, or had been jailed when the media got hold of their dealings, all fox was doing was providing context.

the other part of the book was fox’s List. thire sometimes called it a manifesto, because he had been studying for his degree and liked to show off occasionally. the list was a suggestion of changes to the republic, some small, some large. it was a silly fancy of fox’s, as the whole book was, but if he couldn’t indulge himself in his own karkin’ book then they might as well have punted him off the high levels back on coruscant.

yet for all that he’d settled—and paid taxes, even—fox hadn’t felt part of the citizenship of the planet. then the poll card had arrived. and suddenly he mattered in a tangible way. just like the bothan baker next door did. just like the twi’lek downstairs, the one with the noisy kriffin’ speeder, did.

thorn found fox in the kitchen, still staring at the scrap of card. he rapped his knuckles on the doorframe.

“you okay there, chief?” he asked. he’d been trying out alternatives to ‘sir’. “noise complaint again?”

fox shook his head. he didn’t look up. “voting thing. there’s an election.”

“oh! yeah, we got ours yesterday. are you— what’s that face you’re making. i don’t think i like it.”

fox raised his head and gleamed his smile at thorn, who backed away slightly, one hand drifting to where a blaster once hung. fox’s eyes felt very wide. he jabbed the poll card like a vibroknife.

“do you know what this means?”

“democracy comes in two postal batches?”

“no! well, yes, apparently, and that’s inefficient, but— no!” fox jabbed the card again. “this means i am a citizen and i am about to make that a senator’s problem. where’s my manifes— list, thorn? it’s time for an update.”

[tadpal]

The Terror (2018) S1 / Black sails (2014-2017) VIII

There are no legacies in this life, are there? No monuments. No history. Just the water. It pays us and then it claims us. Swallows us whole. As if we'd never been here at all.

[muppetjackrackham]

black sails characters + iconic quotes

[eveningalchemist]

Black Sails with SparkNotes tweets: I make myself laugh I make myself cry

[ladyhawke]

girlhood is a spectrum

[masonjarart]

absolutely adored dead boy detectives but god did it make me miss when we got more than 8 ep long shows like i love what we got and they did the best with the time they were given but there are so many things that could have been explored if the show had more time to breath

[psilactis]

you watch black sails, it rewires your brain, and then what. what now. every queer analysis of media sounds superficial. I want - I need, sometimes - to compare movies and TV shows to black sails so I can make a point, but I can't, because like, five people have watched it. And now what. I try explaining the monster metaphor and how minorities shouldn't conform, but no one gets it. so I just sound like I'm being insane. Which I am, but it has a point and a rationale. And then some media comes out and everyone treats it like it's revolutionary in how it portrays queerness but you've seen it before and you've seen it done better, more carefully, more genuinely, but you can't say anything lest the fans of this new media accuse you of being a prejudiced asshole. And maybe you are. Maybe you're expecting too much of media that should just be allowed to exist as it is. But if that media is putting itself forward as some kind of metaphor for how queer people are treated in society, and it comes to a certain conclusion, and you're queer, aren't you allowed to disagree with that conclusion? Aren't you allowed to think it's shallow at best and homophobic at worse? So you just watch black sails and go insane. and let the cycle repeat over and over. and it's still just you and those five people.

[howlerbat]

Persuasion Check of all time

[winnerkirkwood]

on one level, black sails is about what happens before treasure island. on another level, it’s about solidarity and revolution. on a deeper level, it’s about the fucked up things people do because of love. but on the deepest level, it’s about shame

[sparrowsfallingfromthesky]

[posallys]

Also yelling bc in treasure island it says that flint drank himself to death in Savannah except the entire ending of black sails emphasizes stories and how you can never know what is true or what is untrue even if you were there to see it and so we as viewers only know what we are told--we never see silver kill flint, we never know if he retired, we dont know where he went, we learn about flint reuniting with thomas through a story silver tells, we learn that he drank himself to death because the words on a page tell us so and in the end you cant even find comfort in the ending treasure island gives flint because there is perhaps one man that knows the truth of it all except the truth has been warped and marred by time until it is completely unrecognizable even to himself and we're left with the ghosts of stories that are littered with truths but filled to the brim with lies and uncertainty and so maybe flint still haunts skeleton island or maybe flint haunts the sea or maybe flint haunts Savannah or maybe flint haunts silver or maybe the reality of it is that flint haunts everything because no matter which story you chose to believe and take as the truth they're all stories and in each and every one of them flint is a man that met his end by the hand of john silver

[helbrides]

the greater nassau polycule - black sails s1-4

[piratecaptainraven]

(some* of the) love in Black Sails. For @illuminated-in-darkness

(by no means an exhaustive list, I just ran out of clips and my photoshop ran out of steam)