#queue jackman

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Hugh Jackman as Logan Howlett

X-MEN (2000)

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Patrick Stewart as Charles Xavier-838 in "Doctor Strange in the Multiverse of Madness" (2022)

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The Fountain (2006) Director: Darren Aronofsky

“Our bodies are prisons for our souls. Our skin and blood, the iron bars of confinement. But fear not. All flesh decays. Death turns all to ash. And thus, death frees every soul.”

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Welp

I am in the queue

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Okay, so I was having a shower and my mind begun to wonder. I ended up connecting Luke Kirby to himself, through various projects/actors.

This was only because I decided to watch The Princess Diaries as well, so very random!

Okay, so here we go:

Luke Kirby worked with Michelle Williams in Take This Waltz

Michelle Williams worked with Hugh Jackman in The Greatest Showman

Hugh Jackman worked with Anne Hathaway in Les Misérables

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Anne Hathaway worked with Mandy Moore in The Princess Diaries

Mandy Moore worked with Zachary Levi in Tangled

Zachary Levi worked with Luke Kirby in The Marvelous Mrs Maisel

(Also, Sandra Oh appeared in The Princess Diaries and she went to the same drama school as Luke, National Theatre School of Canada in Montreal.)

Nearly did a full round just through movies but TMMM changed that. 😅💖

I used to do this kind of thing when I was younger, get someone to say two actors and I’ll try and connect them through projects (we’d make it even harder by saying to do it through just tv shows or just movies). Maybe I’ll do this again?

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WHAT DA HELL IS DA POLAR BEAR DOING IN ARLINGTON TEXAS OMG I'M DYINGGGGGG

Seeing Logan in the TVA makes me laugh so hard for some reason? Like I know he’s lived to see technology evolve and stuff, but there’s something so funny about a guy from the 1800s standing in some kind of retro-futuristic timey wimey agency to me. Man is confused as hell.

like what da hell is a polar bear doin in arlington texas

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Anna Paquin & Hugh Jackman as Marie D'Ancanto & Logan Howlett

X-MEN (2000)

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"Mr. Barnum, I can't just run off and join the circus." "Why not? Sounds thrilling, doesn't it?"

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I need to rant about Jackman for a minute.

Why would you do a concert the day after Thanksgiving? We've been down this road TWICE before where he had concerts during holiday weekends and it never ended well. (Vegas and Gazebo fest). I just wanna know what goes through people's heads when planning these things. Also that queue to get tickets was absolutely NONSENSE. People logging on at 10 in the morning and not getting through until 3 pm? I need for him to do more out of Louisville. I mean seriously.

And don't even get me started on the PG membership 😒

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Reader and Jack get into a argument because of that one moment at the B.E.T awards when he kinda hovered over the girl, (iykyk) and they get into a argument and reader is mainly upset because he looked at the girl like he looks at her. They should get into the argument before a party and make up there (This is so long o know 😭😭)

f*ck B.E.T

“Jack you’re on in 15!” A stagehand announces. “I can do a lot in 15 minutes.” You joke, looking Jack up and down. “Oh really?” He jokes. “With you looking like this.. yeah I can do a lot.” You grab him by his waist and pull him in. “But as much as I would love that, you are performing in front of all my favs and WITH my fav so we need you at your best.” You state. “Yes ma’am.” He groans. “No pouting. After the show’s over I want you all to myself.” You whisper the last part in his ear. “Gimme kiss.” He says licking his lips.

“Muah. I love you pookie. Go kill it like you always do.” “With you watching? I’m gonna set the stage on fire mama.” He smirks.

“Jack! Time to go!” Shouts a stagehand. “Mm that’s my queue baby. I love you.” “I love you.” You swoon as he walks off. You head back to your seat with Neelam. “I’m so excited. I love watching him perform.” You say. You and Neelam continue to chat until his performance is announced. You shriek in excitement as the show starts.

You watch your man with pure admiration until he was chest to chest with an extra, giving her the same look you swore he only gave to you.

Kissing your teeth, you lean back and wait til First Class comes on. You normally aren’t the jealous type but the look he gave her has you sick to your stomach. And sadly you have to mask it since you never know when the cameras will point to you watching your boyfriend perform.

When his performance is over, you’re slightly beaming and stand up to clap for Jack. Of course he isn’t let off the hook for doing a great job but you’re still going to show your love and support. A sour mood can wait. When he comes back to take his seat he’s a bit taken back by how you act. Instead of giving him a kiss like you usually do, you opt for a “Good job baby.” Which lets him know he’s done something wrong.

After the award show ends, Jack is quick to get you to the side. “What’s going on with you tonight? Before I got on stage you wanted to rip my clothes off and now you’re revolted by me. Baby what did I do?” Jack asks cupping your face. You roll your eyes and get his hands off your face. “I’m revolted by the way you were looking at the extra on stage. That same lust filled look you give me. I know your bedroom eyes when I see them jack so don’t you DARE say it was an act.” You growl as the limo pulls up. You’re supposed to be changing and heading to the after party.

He sighs. “Are you serious right now?” He starts as you guys enter the limo. “What did you want me to do? Look at her in disgust?! I didn’t give her bedroom eyes. I did a simple up and down. You’re being dramatic.”

“Dramatic Jackman? You looked at her how you look at me. I know that fucking look when I see it. But I’m sorry I forgot I should just allow my boyfriend to look at any female however he pleases. I don’t know if you think I’m jealous of a bullshit extra but it’s more than that. It’s about respect Jackman. If I caught it, so did other people.” You end the conversation at that as the rest of the team enters the vehicle.

He just rolls his eyes and engages in conversation with his boys. Neelam is sitting on the other side of you and takes notice of your still sour mood. “Is it because of his performance? I saw how he looked at the girl and didn’t know how you would feel.” She says. You just sigh, not wanting to cry in frustration. She notices that too and pulls you into a side hug. “Just wish he understood why I’m upset.” You mumble.

The ride back to the hotel was a blur. You were now in your hotel room getting ready for the night. Jack hasn’t said a word since you’ve arrived. And that of course hurts and now all you want to do about the whole situation is stay in and watch movies.

You were currently in the bathroom fixing up your makeup. You had changed into a tight fit purple dress and some sneakers since you were in heels all got damn night. You look in the mirror and sigh.

“Can I talk to you?” Jack asks coming into view. You nod as you turn to look at him. He sighs and pulls you in by your hips. “I’m sorry. Even if I don’t know how I looked at the girl, I should’ve took into consideration how you were feeling. You wouldn’t have made it an issue if it wasn’t one. I watched it on twitter and you and everyone was right. I looked at her how I look at my favorite person on this planet and I should’ve known better. I’m so sorry baby.” He says, leaving a kiss on your shoulder at the end of his apology.

You cup his face and kiss him. One. Two. Three times. “Thank you for your apology. I love you so much and I know you didn’t mean anything by it. It just hurt to see the look you give me being used on someone else while I was sitting in the crowd. I don’t need no extra or any bitch for that matter thinking they can put the paws on MY man.” You giggle. “Yea mama. YOUR man. And your man only. You got that? I don’t want anyone else but you. I love you.” He cheeses, squeezing your behind.

You squeal. “Not too much sir. We’re going out still!” You say running away from him. He groans. “Yes ma’am.”

In light of me hitting ONE THOUSAND FOLLOWERS ON THIS BLOG.. I’m happy to announce that I’ll be writing again. Send me concepts to help get back into the groove of full story writing! I love you guys so much and honestly I never thought I would get to this many people enjoying my writing even after I stopped writing. This is my creative outlet and sometimes it’s hard to come on here and write and I know a lot of people understand that. I love all of you.

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Enjoyed watching Deadpool & Wolverine today so much! Needless to say, my crush on Hugh Jackman has always been there, and I'm smitten every single time I see him on the big screen. I'm so happy he got to reprise the role. Anyway, I won't spoil, but there was certainly a treat in the movie everyone will enjoy. 💕😊 Having said that, I'm gonna work on a few replies, queue them up and sleep since I'm back to work tomorrow and I have morning shifts this week. Love you all xxx

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#it is a goddamn shame that the hugh jackman music man was both terrible and REWRITTEN FOR MODERN AUDIENCES   #because very crucially: this is extremely true about harold hill   #idk can con men be straight is that even legal

wait this is so funny

harold hill simply MUST have bisexual appeal

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JACK HARLOW - "LOVIN ON ME"

We're so back. And where else to start but the undisputed No. 1 song in America (only somewhat pejorative)?

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Jacob Sujin Kuppermann: Last time we checked in, we referred to Jackman Harlow and his raps as "mediocre", "out of ideas", "perfunctory", "lazily gentrifying Babyface Ray", "very boring", "very gross", "smart", and "mumbled noncommittal twaddle." All these things are still absolutely true with regard to his work on "Lovin on Me", and yet something about the song still compels me. It's not just that gorgeous sample – it's something about Harlow himself, how his pathetic charisma feeds so goofily into the beat. His whole career has been positioned as a crux between the suave pop star and man-of-the-people rapper battling in his mind, but "Lovin on Me" succeeds because it rejects that dichotomy. Instead, Harlow simply fills a pop ecosystem niche long vacant: Flo Rida. [6]

Jacob Satter: Whenever I queue up Jack Harlow, I go in certain that I must be overstating how much I dislike his casual flow, his fratty sneer, his proud fuccboi pose. Then I hit play, and Nilla Wafers would never. [3]

Andrew Karpan: Impressively unpleasant, Harlow’s commitment to impersonating the most unbearable person you know accomplishes rare, unforeseen heights in this curious flip of an entirely forgotten Detroit R&B record dug up from the forgotten embers of 1995. Unlike Cadillac Dale, whose voice carries with it the broken, soulful signification of failure and frustration, Harlow’s career is one of perseverance, a kind of diligent technical precision taking the place of either form or substance. His rapping on “Lovin on Me” is almost good in the kind of tightly-rehearsed/‘90s kind of way that the format demands, even if none of it means anything.  The fact that he’s landed three number one hits doing this and, say, J. Cole has netted zero surely says something.  [5]

Ian Mathers: If you look up Cadillac Dale's "Whatever (Bass Soliloquy)"-- perfectly fine song! -- it is immediately clear how great this production is, absolutely an example of someone having the ears to take a one-off from the intro and realize it's a great fucking hook. It's just a shame the perpetually charmless Jack Harlow gets to take up so much air on the track; imagine how good this would be with someone with anything of interest to add, or even just as a mostly instrumental floor filler? Most disappointing presence of a rapper on their own track since "Hotline Bling" (although in that case the production was less transformative, and therefore less essential). [6]

Wayne Weizhen Zhang: Remember when Drake released “Nice for What” what feels like five lifetimes ago? “Lovin on Me” feels like a knockoff, aiming for a similar cultural spot: built around a sample impossible to mess up, reveling in its praise, and generous with its humor. The biggest difference is Jack Harlow, the corniest rapper alive today (pejorative, but occasionally not).  [6]

Nortey Dowuona: Jack Harlow has inherited Drake’s schtick of pandering to black women -- see Madisyn Brown’s video on it for more info. He also happens to inherit Drake’s problem of being a generic surface-level rapper who can comfortably ape being, say, MC Breed while not being MC Breed. Someone like Santan Dave, who has also inherited the Drake template, fills it with earnest, thoughtful dialogue about his rising station and the world he used to inhabit that his friends and family still do, and grounds his pettier boasts and bitterness with a gravity that gives them weight. On “Stop Giving Me Advice”, Jack snaps at the people crowding his DMs and YouTube reacts (even the Mallory Bros and the NFR Podcast, dudes who are part of the OVO promotional team, were critical of Come Home the Kids Miss You), while Dave instead sketches a miniature of a fan who is embarrassed that he’s met his favorite rapper at his boring job. It’s brief and not vivid, but it’s a shadow, a shadow that belongs to an actual, corporeal person Dave is living in the world with. Here, when Jack tells the “guys in the back” to wait for the DJ to mix in “Faneto” so they can stop grinding their teeth watching all the black women in the function getting their life, it feels simpatico to that, but it fails because it’s not even a photosnap of a shadow. It’s a selfie of you with someone you don’t know that you claim is your best friend. It’s no “Trip.” [4]

Katherine St. Asaph: I can't decide whether this would be better or even worse if Justin Timberlake did it  -- "did" being the only applicable word here, as both "rapping" and "performing" oversell Jack's work. [1]

Alfred Soto: He's put over casual incoherent sadism on what remains of top 40 radio with a haircut that's inspired more teeth gnashing on my end since the invention of the Croc; but he raps competently over the Cadillac Dale sample, and the self-congratulatory tradition of the heterosexual American male is preserved. [6]

Rachel Saywitz: Nothing in "Lovin on Me" makes me think that Jack Harlow would be a good fuck. He says it himself! I’m not interested in a man who’s only guidance for choking is to “not kill.” I don’t get it. People really heard this sample—which is, to be clear, the only reason this track gets above a [0]—and thought, “this would be perfect for the most boring rapper on the planet.” And then Jack Harlow heard this beat and thought, “this would be perfect for some watered-down noodly lines about Lord Farquaad and cheetahs.” The worst part is that the sample actually slaps! A goddamn shame! [2]

Isabel Cole: God, the Lord Farquaad line is like a jumpscare every single time. [3]

Thomas Inskeep: It cracks me up so hard that BBC Radio 1 omits the word "choke" from this song's chorus. Is the nation's broadcaster afraid that impressionable youth might be tempted to choke their partners upon hearing the lyric "I'm vanilla, baby/I'll choke you but I ain't no killer, baby"? Fascinating. Also fascinating to me: against my better judgement, I like this song. A lot rides on that sample of Delbert Greer's "Whatever," but Harlow still has to do something with it, and he sounds more nimble than I've ever heard him, delivering his stupid yet catchy lines. The musical equivalent of a Rice Krispie treat, "Lovin on Me" is sweet, empty calories.   [6]

Edward Okulicz: Since I don't think you can be vanilla if you're choking your partner, presumably Jack means he tastes of vanilla. But vanilla isn't plain or white -- it's an expensive spice that imparts an incredibly rich, complex taste to foods that is utterly unlike cheaply flavoured vanilla ice cream. Jack having written two mid verses and one that's extremely lame, and having repeated the lame part three times amidst an effective hook that nags like a playground taunt, my assessment is that he tastes like BO that has only been partially covered up by an overapplication of Axe body spray. The appeal is obvious and obnoxious, but you can walk ten metres away and it's harmless. [4]

Jeffrey Brister: I was down on this one initially, but it grew on me. He’s affable, he’s got a good voice, he’s got that effortless, subtly skilled performance that would come across as lazy if it wasn’t so exacting. It’s all very appealing and easy to listen to, the platonic ideal of a good-but-not-incredible pop song. Plus: Shrek reference. [6]

Alex Clifton: I’m predisposed to think that Jack Harlow is a neat dude because I live in his hometown, Louisville. He loves this place -- regularly shops at and shouts out local businesses, gives back a lot, visits high schools to say hi to the kids -- and I really appreciate that about him. “Lovin on Me” is the first time I’ve really gotten his appeal outside of being a local character, though. He’s dorky and charming, and I don’t know how it works but it’s won me over. The Lord Farquaad line makes me chuckle every time, as does “she 28, tellin’ me I’m still a baby.” (You are 25, Jack; you are indeed an infant.) It’s not earth-shattering stuff, especially given how much of this short song is taken up by the chorus, but it’s a good enough time. Now if I see him around town, maybe I’ll freak out a little.  [6]

Joshua Minsoo Kim: It is funny how when you’re 28, someone only three years your junior can really feel like a baby. “Young Jack,” as he calls himself here, mentions this anecdote because he knows how to wield the underdog status, that even though he’s seeing an older woman, he will play the role of the dom. It’s incredible: the Lord Farquaad line is dumb as hell, but his persona is the total inverse of that character—an average Joe who is quietly confident and convinced of his cool. The decades-old Detroit R&B sample is the catchiest thing here, and it serves as a reminder that swagger jacking is at the heart of all our roles—societal, sexual, and otherwise. [6]

Taylor Alatorre: Even for someone like me who still regards "selling out" as a relevant concept, it's quietly invigorating to see such a one-to-one match between will and outcome in the music industry. Jack Harlow wanted to release a two-minute loosie that rocketed to #1 off the strength of its TikTok appeal, so he did. He wanted to loosely channel the hip hop histories of Detroit, Oakland, and Toronto in the same song, so he did. He felt like resurrecting hashtag rap for the sake of a left-field Shrek reference, so he did. Nothing succeeds like success, and "Lovin on Me" is so self-assured in its superfluousness that it wraps back around to feeling essential somehow. The part where he apologizes to his po-faced male audience for the impending ubiquity of this female-oriented club hit is, I'm sorry to say, Babe Ruth-coded, and it's the kind of playful self-awareness that's disarming if done with a light touch. You know what, I will cut you some slack today, young Jack. Just this once. [7]

Daniel Montesinos-Donaghy: I like a fun pop-rap song like everyone else. Why the hell not? [7]

Leah Isobel: Great sample. Every time Jack says "I'm vanilla, baby," I like it a little less. [4]

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i can’t be stopped

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Troy Bolton + Phillip Carlyle parallels