#or at least in his sound films

[chirpsythismorning]

I’m sorry but nothing will ever beat Finn’s drive playlist that he made during s3 filming, with songs like Me and Michael, The Basement, Gay Thoughts and No Woman lmaoooo

[tinyclowndancer]

pspspsps porretta besties from the dark place who refused to bring this song to its end here's a little something for you. 🎙️

[riddlertrophy]

robert eggers please just recast lily rose depp with someone who can act robert please i'll do anything robert you can't fuck this up robert it's nosferatu robert you can't robert robert. robert.

[non-un-topo]

Forever fucked up over the fact that sometimes you have to write the thing you desperately want to read/watch because it doesn't exist yet

[mariocki]

A young Roger Delgado works to expose an otherworldly conspiracy, as newspaper columnist Hugh Conrad in Quatermass II: The Coming (1.4, BBC, 1955)

[gottaarc]

They only knew each other one summer.

[theinfinitedivides]

Not Ramaiya Vastavaiya is Jawan's equivalent of Jhoome Jo Pathaan with a hint of Besharam Rang!Spanish era and (i will swear by this) Tattad Tattad energy thrown in for good measure. i am trying to come up with coherent thoughts bc anything i could put on the internet rn will land me in horny jail but i am calling that sh*t out when i see it

[raspberry-gloaming]

All I know about the new descendants movie is osmosis from tumblr and combining that with the media I think of when someone says Alice in Wonderland is making for tbh the movie in my brain is probs very different than what I've heard the new one is like.

And that media is the Royal Ballet's Alice in Wonderland. Its a lovely comic ballet, and my favourite dances are The Mad Hatter's Tea Party (tap! in a ballet! also in this clip played by Steven McRae, who i want to know more about and watch more of his stuff as i have heard good things about from other dancers I know), and the Tart Adage, which is frickin hilarious. (also the way that the King of Hearts just droops around in the background and its like yup. thats Red's dad apparently.)

So uh everyone should watch these clips simply because they're amazing and I love them.

[spider-man-2o99]

Just wanted to say that I have been thinking of you and pre-emptively empathizing with the nonsense you are no doubt being flooded with and the psychic damage it must be causing. Keep stanning the king ignore the weirdos <3

thankg u.,, i feel like ive been trapped in a fuckign . Torture Labyrinth these past coupl days . but. wwe will. We Will Yet Persist onwards w/ our hand on the left wall till we;re either out or at the center i swear 2 fucking GOD,

[elendsessor]

i can’t get over how zazel is voiced by dio’s va. having some dude with a deeper voice voicing him makes so much more sense but my god the english voice they gave him bro sounds so comical i hate it even more now :”)

[la-cocotte-de-paris]

my coloc complimented me on my pronunciation today and i'm like :"")

[angelamontoo]

So I just finished listening to the radio version of Mask of Dimitrios and like.....

Script writers for the Lady Astor face cream mystery screen guild or whatever the fuck you're called....what did Sydney Greenstreet do to hurt you??

Not only is this the second time these big bullies changed the ending of a film Syd was in so his character dies when he didn't originally, but why the hell did they make Eric a significantly less sympathetic and dignified character for no real reason?

•He says that he never intended to give Cornelius his share of the money anyway when there was nothing in the film that explicitly suggested he was planning to use him like that.

•When he tells Leyden to leave the room in this version, he's yelling for him to get the police instead of trying to protect him, even though getting the cops involved seems like a really stupid idea all things considered

•They make Leyden all squeamish about the idea of blackmailing dimitrios for some reason, thus making it seem like Peter's was forcing him into it when that wasn't the case at all

•Ofc since Eric dies in this version, we don't have the touching ending where he realises the money doesnt matter to him and then when the police show up, he takes full responsibility for Dimitrios murder. This part is especially frustrating since my other gripes with Eric's character wouldve been mostly forgiving if they kept the films ending in since his other flaws could then be dismissed as a slightly heavy handed way to show how his bond with Cornelius changed Eric for the better. But nope!

•And finally, idk why this one bugs me so much, but something about the dopey lil reveal at the end that the champagne Eric bought was just shitty, 5 Frank wine really pouts my lip. Like, he has a million Frank's, why the fuck would he be a cheapskate about the champagne??

Boy! I did nooot expect to have this much to complain about with this one. In fact, for the first half of the show, I was getting ready to call it my favourite radio adaption of one of Peter's films. Tbh its still my second favourite, but that is not saying much considering how hostile I am towards the radio adaption of TMF

[webism]

pornstar!choso has a curated look that throws off a lot of his costars. strong build, straight-set face, hands made to choke and tear… most of those he film with don’t expect to be doted on the entire time.

people joke that pornstar!choso falls a little bit in love with every costar he fucks or gets fucked by. that glossy look that always pulls at his face by the time a scene ends, how his lip trembles with a need to be kissed raw when he cums. he says it's just the bliss of his orgasm—that he gets emotional in the moment, but it doesn't mean anything. well, until he meets you.

pornstar!choso who looks you up before his shoot because your name sounded vaguely familiar when it left his agents lips. he could have sworn you'd fucked before, because when he rolls the syllables of your name on his tongue they're nostalgic and taste like the sweat and laboured breaths of a long night between satin sheets. had you shot a scene together before? or had it been a one night stand?

pornstar!choso who realises that no, he hadn't slept with you before. but the familiarity of your name isn't a coincidence—he's fucked his fist to your videos more times than he can count. your name hits him like lightning, he had typed it into his search bar late in the night, cock hard and in need of instant relief. it's almost scary how well he knows you, what sounds you make when you get close to cumming, how you often arch your back and try to run from the overwhelming pleasure, how your eyebrows knit together when you're feeling so good it almost hurts.

pornstar!choso who realises with a now-red face that you probably don't have a clue who he is, and yet he's cum in time with you for months now. he's pretty sure he's drained his wallet at least twice on your cam shows... what if you recognise his name and piece it together with his username that he donates under? he debates cancelling the shoot, faking covid to get some time at home to hate himself endlessly.

but pornstar!choso realises that this is his chance to get to know how you really feel. he's imagined it so many times, as he fucked fake pussies or his closed fist using spit or his own cum as lube. you'd be warmer, undoubtedly tighter... so much prettier. and he wants to know more: would you prefer to take control and turn him into the toys he so often pretends are you? would you lay back all pretty and let him ruin you on his cock? how deep could you take him he knows he's big but you seem so eager, would you take him to the base with ease or would he have to force it in? bully your pretty pussy until it stretches to his shape?

pornstar!choso who hates the fact that your first, and possibly only, time together would be in front of a production crew and under the unsympathetic lights of a porn set. but he'd fuck on a stage in front of thousands if it means a taste of you.

pornstar!choso who makes it to the shoot before you do, comes ten minutes early to settle his anxieties and get a feel for the scene ahead. the director tells him its a simple shoot, that choso is meant to let you ride him for a while until you pull off and suck his cock for a nice close-up facial shot. the way the director speaks so clinically about sex with you makes choso grimace, he feels pathetic for feeling like this. like he'll be a changed man after feeling you around his cock, which is already painfully hard.

pornstar!choso who hates himself for stumbling over his words when he meets you. he wishes he had never looked you up, though he doesn't doubt seeing your pretty face like this would have wrecked his confidence regardless. you're kind, greet him with a shy smile as if he isn't about to slip balls deep inside of you.

pornstar!choso who, once he has you sitting on top of him on that bed—cameras pointed dutifully as you start to play your role and hike your skirt up so you can sink down on his cock—he can't handle the thought of fucking you like it's nothing, like it's not been the crux of his fantasies in the dark hours at night.

pornstar!choso who, probably to the detriment of his career, pushes you backwards onto the bed and connects his lips to yours in a kiss that surpasses every single fantasy he's had in his mind. you taste good, and he wants more. he speaks against your lips, asks whines a question that makes your stomach coil. 'can i eat you out first? please?'

pornstar!choso who is chided by the production team as he gets his head under your skirt and laps at your pussy in the most desperate act of need he thinks he's ever displayed. those that claim he falls in love with each shoot would be wholly correct in this case: he is in love with the taste of you, with the way your legs trap him in and ask for more. he could eat you for hours, run his tongue from your clit to dip it inside of you in reverence of the goddess he believes you to be. and you laugh at the absurdity of his hunger, at the courage it takes to run off script, and the pure need in which he eats you out.

pornstar!choso who only stops once the director threatens to cut the scene entirely. his cock hurts with how hard it is though, and he thinks the redirection of blood has made him lightheaded, because when he's made to sit back and let you sink down onto his length he swears he meets god.

pornstar!choso who can't help his whines as you ride him, an addiction already laying down roots in his brain. he has to try and think of anything less godly than you to hold on to his orgasm though, because the combination of your body and having subconsciously trained himself to associate you with climaxing is all too strong, and he's a hairs breadth away from cumming prematurely and ruining the scene.

pornstar!choso who realises as you continue, however, that your moans arent the same as he's heard them before, though the speakers of his phone. you're more breathy with him, your moans are less honeyed, more raw—as if coming from your chest rather than your throat. he wonders for a moment if he's not good enough, if you're having to fake your pleasure to save face for the cameras. but you're soaked, and even above the sounds of your shared pleasure he can still hear the squelch of his cock rutting in and out of you.

but before pornstar!choso can question himself further, your eyes are widening and you're latching a hand onto his throat as your pace increases. he can feel the way you tighten impossibly around him, the way your hips stutter and your pupils blow out with lust—you're cumming. and of course he remembers his instructions, to let you climb off of him and take his load over your face... but you're not climbing off of him.

pornstar!choso who understands the pointed look you manage to give him, that it's your turn to bypass the scene direction. you want to be greedy, to feel him finish inside of you, even through the confines of a condom. your moans arent fake, they're the first real ones you've let sound on a porn set—and choso is pulling them from your lungs like a choir's conductor.

pornstar!choso who can't last a minute longer, now with the way you lean in and coax him to climax with your voice, the soft praise that leaves your lips is an aphrodisiac and all too powerful. he sees stars when he cums, full blown galaxies too complex to imagine. call it an out-of-body experience or not, but choso is lost in his orgasm for long enough to warrant you bringing him back down with a soft kiss to his lips. he looks sinful: his hairs come loose, messy and stuck to his forehead. his eyes, though, are what's going to be the subject of a few screenshots taken by his fans: he looks totally infatuated.

pornstar!choso who, after taking a few minutes to settle himself after the shoot, watches as you walk over to him, a very pretty smile pulling at the corner of your lips before you lean down and peck his lips goodbye. he assumes it's the last he'll see of you, that there's no way he's worthy of every tasting you again. that night, he's scared to brush his teeth, to lose the way you linger on his tongue.

pornstar!choso who debates fucking his fist to the memory of you in bed that night. he thinks you've ruined masturbation for him, or sex in general: nothing could quite be the same. and as if its a sign from god that he's done enough good in his life to deserve some positive karma, his phone dings.

a photo of you, a pretty vibrator laid over your stomach. your laptop open in the background, his porn playing on the screen.

attached, a message that makes the poor boy cum in his pyjama bottoms. 'lets meet up again. i want to tie you up and film how stupid you get with a vibe strapped to your cock—a movie just for us, though. no audience.'

pt 2 in the works :p

[femalewhumper701]

Feeling like shit, so it's comfort viewing hours. Time to cross another Argento off my bucket list, The Bird With the Crystal Plumage.

I love the small tiny bits of progressivism that wander into Argento's work. I don't think it's super intentional, or done with any particular agenda, it's just refreshing.

In Deep Red, the mc doesn't have much more than a "wow, okay" reaction to his friend being gay, treats his friend's partner the same as if he'd been a straight female, and leaves. The person I was watching it with and I looked at each other after that scene and went "...did that just happen? In this genre?" [Spoilers in the tags]

In Tenebre, the interviewer starts talking about how the book in question takes a stand against perversion because the killer targets gays, and the author goes "...he's the killer. He's insane, you're not supposed to agree with him." Despite the female reporter being a caricature of what men of the era believed a feminist is. Nobody's perfect.

Now, "Bring in the perverts," says one inspector, "we can't rule out that the killer may be a pervert." A row of sex offenders files in, exhibitionist and rapists and a child molester. The last to enter is a either a drag queen or a trans woman, it's unclear. "No, no, no!" says the other inspector, going on to call her by her chosen femme name. "For the last time, Ursula is a transvestite, not a pervert!" (Ursula clutches her purse indignantly. "Well, I should hope so!" she says, and storms off.) Find me another giallo - or much any 80s media - that doesn't consider "transvestite" to be a kind of pervert. I'll wait.

[thistaleisabloodyone]

The Abema PPVs do, for me at least, prove that the vocalists are 100% singing the whole way and not lipsyncing

[exploding-goobery]

Comicsgate people trying to say Mark Waid's a hack fraud who hates comics whilst bigging up MARK MILLAR is the funniest shit.

Mark 'has such an encyclopedic knowledge of the DC universe that when Alex Ross said he needed someone to write Kingdom Come who knew their shit he was the first person they called' Waid.

Mark 'no TV or movie deals: just comics' Waid?

Mark 'is literally writing superhero adventure comics with no current culture war topics and the Silver Age status quo, which is what you guys claim you want' Waid.

Mark 'has been writing these things since the late 80s' Waid?

Imagine whining about politics in comic books just to get pissed at one of the industry lifers doing exactly what you 'want' because he doesn't share your politics and doesn't want to associate with alt-right people.

And in the process gassing up MARK MILLER.