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eclipsewxtch · 13 days ago

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the electric synthesized rock ballad of why finney blake can’t have nice things [deleted scenes]:

the six sexy sluts

[10:43PM] demon-bird: you guys wanna shoot a music video w us??

will take three days max

will also be super fun

[10:45PM] yaMAMAduh: yeah sure for what

like is it for ur song or r u asking us to be extras in another artist’s MV

[10:47PM] demon-bird: for us n it’s a surprise. it’s not until february tho. you guys r gonna like it

[10:48PM] yaMAMAduh: yeah ok! we’ll be there

i memorized finn n billy’s schedule on our color coded calendar we have time lemme send it

[10:51PM] demon-bird: oh no i alr have it that’s why i asked

as a curtesy

well he posting it rlly soon after filming anyway. like. three days, maybe four.

[10:52PM] yaMAMAduh: okay bro😐

[10:53PM] griff: YAY UR GONNA HAVE SUCH A GOOD TINE IM SO EXCITED

[10:57PM] angel-fish: is it one of the songs on ur album? i’ve heard most of them

[10:57PM] griff: ROBIN STOP SHOWING UR FISNCE OUT SONGS

[10:57PM] demon-bird: YOU AND VANCE DO IT????

[10:58PM] viciously unfunny: No, I don’t. and stop changing my chat name finney fucking blake.

[10:59PM] yaMAMAduh: no vance doesn’t.

🍯🧸/honeybear to 🎱🎞️/pinball<3

[11:00PM] 🍯🧸/honeybear: ur such a liar???

look what u did. now i’m an accomplice to ur lies.

[11:02PM] 🎱🎞️/pinball<3: i’m not getting bullied bc YOU ASKED ME

[11:03PM] 🍯🧸/honeybear: oh so u hate me n don’t want me happy?

[11:03PM] 🎱🎞️/pinball<3: I DIDNT SAY THAT

STOP

[11:04PM] 🍯🧸/honeybear: sorry cutie u make it so easy i’ll stop i promise

[11:04PM] 🎱🎞️/pinball<3: thank u

[11:05PM] 🍯🧸/honeybear: for like? one day.

[11:05PM] 🎱🎞️/pinball<3: ur the reason i have high blood pressure

[11:06PM] 🍯🧸/honeybear: oh me? n not “jailbird” griffin or “professional police runner” robin?? ME??

[11:07PM] 🎱🎞️/pinball<3: exactly

give my heart a break please

the six sexy sluts

[11:56PM] griff: this song is so fucking gay

[11:57PM] demon-bird: you wrote the other half of the song… literally verse 1 pls shut the fuck up

[11:58PM] viciously unfunny: i hate y’all so bad u guys don’t get it

[12:00AM] griff: u wouldnt get most things AHA BITCHLESS

[12:03AM] viciously unfunny: i have millions of fans wdym?

also, unrelated, bruce showed me what wattpad was what the fuck. why is there so many w me and GIRLS? DO I LOOK LIKE I LIKE GIRLS?

[12:07AM] griff: it was before u confirmed ur sexuality, so they didn’t care. if it makes u feel better the most popular one is “The Bad Boy and Me” and it’s you and this fucking boy named Blu Greenwood, and he’s this awkward nerd who’s always having panic attacks cause ppl stress him tf out n he’s lowkey being harassed every day n ur like the strong silent protector. ur also a gang leader n a mechanic n one of our moms is in a coma but its very unclear which mom it is

[12:10AM] viciously unfunny: what the fuck what the fuck what the fuck WHAT R U TALKING ABT???

[12:11AM] angel-fish: sorry i sent it to him, i was looking for Robin x Reader fanfics that me n robbie could giggle over n that was the most popular hit so we sent it to griff

it’s also posted on so the quality shld be good

[12:12AM] griff: HELP WE SHLD DO A BIDEO ON BRUCE’S CHANNEL W US READING OUT FANFIXS

[12:12AM] pb&j: heard someone say video

hold on lemme scroll

HELL YES! to the mv AND to the reading!!!

[12:13AM] griff: i’m genuinely shaking we have to bruce, bruce please.

[12:14AM] yaMAMAduh: yeah okay lemme get my camera

[12:15AM] griff: thank u <33

[12:15AM] demon-bird: it’s 12AM…

[12:16AM] viciously unfunny: i would rather die

[12:16AM] griff: 1. we’re all awake so.

and 2. bruce?

[12:17AM] yaMAMAduh: vance come on please? it would be fun, and if you get too embarrassed we can just focus on everyone else.

[12:17AM] viciously unfunny: promise?

[12:17AM] yaMAMAduh: PROMISE!!

[12:17AM] viciously unfunny: fine okay.

🍯🧸/honeybear to 🎱🎞️/pinball<3

[12:18AM] 🍯🧸/honeybear: thank u blondie.

ur the sweetest. i’m coming to ur room hold on

dumb, dumber, and dumbest

[12:20AM] bitchless whore: he kissed me on the cheek but i moved on accident n we kissed on the lips n i think im having a heart attack im on the floor rn

[12:28AM] engaged whore: what THEE fuck, vance.

Instead of talking about it, like they probably should, they ignore it. Vance is, like, fifty-percent sure they can get through the next month without it being a problem. Probably. Maybe. As long as they can get through filming later this month it should be fine.

It is kinda a love song. Well—it can also be a platonic love song. So maybe not that bad.

And Vance is the director, he gets to make executive decisions and he says this will be a normal and unromantic video.

Unless…

No, no! That would be crazy! Well, Vance reasons. It would be pack back for every time he flustered me. So, really, it’s justified. And—well—Vance can get flustered in person all the time. But acting is just lying, and Vance is great at lying and has perfected both lying and schooling his features into various expressions by the age of five, and ten respectively. Officers tended to go easier on him, even for his violent outbursts, if he looked emotional. Some didn’t buy it, and Vance was happy enough to curse them out for it in the end.

His fingers shake. He really, really hopes he doesn’t regret this, actually.

They’re making only one music video and Vance is a perfectionist.

Something tells him though that he won’t mind a few trials and errors.

“Vance, you good?” Robin jostled him. They were in their living room.

“Preparing myself for a traumatic night.” Vance says, and it’s not really a lie. It is a sick and twisted thing Bruce and Griffin are doing to him.

Bruce sets up his camera.

i force my friends to read fanfics abt us

by bruciebear

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Description: i thought this would be funny but it was actually traumatic + little to no editing.

[Timestamp: 00:00:03]

Brucie comes into focus. “I’m not doing an intro—it’s midnight, I just want to read The Bad Boy and Me.”

“It’s surprisingly well-written,” Finney hums. “We’re using the other site though, because I refuse to suffer through the Wattpad ads.”

“I’m scared,” Vance admits. “I’m so scared of what’s in that fanfic, y’all.”

“Man up,” Griffin says.

Robin sighs. “It can’t be any worse than the Mafia fanfic’s… Finney lost his mind.”

“THEY MADE ME SOME HARLOT SIDE CHICK! I AM YOUR FIANCÉ AND I WILL NOT BE TREATED AS A SIDE CHARACTER WHO IS A WHORE! THEY COULD’VE AT LEAST WROTE ME OFF AS DEAD OR SOMETHING!”

Robin winces, “See?”

Griffin nods. “That’s real. He’s real.”

“And there were a few that mentioned Finney as my queer platonic partner, it was actually a little funny,” Robin snorts, “or the threesome fics.”

“Those were nasty.” Finney says. “So… so explicit. I didn’t even know there were that many euphemisms for penis. Also, why am I always so… So.”

Robin nods. “I get it. It’s a hard pill to swallow, hm?”

“The submissive tag scares me.”

“Okay, baby.”

“Thank you, Griff.”

“No—No, I’m calling you a baby.”

“…Oh.”

Griffin shrugs, “Bruce did you pull it up?”

“Yeah,” Bruce turns his phone over to the camera. “The Bad Boy and Me by camrusso247. Cam Russo, let’s see what you got.”

Vance puts his face in his hands. “I’m gonna kill myself.”

“Ooh,” Bruce smiles. “It has a playlist! And graphics,” he turns his phone, “Look!”

Robin leans closer. “Nice!”

“Okay, okay—Robin scan the spotify code so we can get the full experience.”

“Already on it, Brucie,” Robin scans it.

“Okay, yall ready?” Bruce asks. Robin waits for Bruce’s cue to start the music. The song plays softly.

“Chapter One — Crybaby. I am not a crybaby,” Bruce reads aloud, “In fact I rarely cry at all. It’s just not something I do, unless I get injured which isn’t as often as you would think for a ‘nerd’ in a public highschool. For the most part students leave me alone, despite the cliches, and I have a few acquaintances and friends. But back on topic. I’m not a crybaby. I don’t sniffle, I don’t whine, I don’t get a headache and my throat doesn’t ache with the exertion of holding in tears—Okay this is great so far.”

“I’m intrigued,” Robin leans forward, sipping his Caprisun. “Continue.”

“Exertion of holding in tears,” Bruce says again, “but it seems to be happening right now. My hands tremble, like mini-earthquakes in my skin, rattling the bones, and squeezing the muscles and veins into nervous jumps. I curl up into myself in the empty janitor’s closet. I wish I could say I was getting bullied, or had a recent tragedy happen to me—but there was nothing. Just a random, unexpected panic attack that left me gasping for breathes in the hallway. I managed to close myself in the closet to hide away from the overwhelming sounds of people. It wasn’t exactly helping. I still couldn’t breathe. I was hyperventilating. Tears rolled down my cheeks.”

Bruce stops. “I can’t even make fun of this it’s good.”

“Yeah, that’s one of the good ones apparently,” Griffin says, munching on popcorn. “It’s like. Before Vance publicly came out, so you and Billy and Finney aren’t mentioned which was a missed opportunity, actually.”

“Damn,” Bruce pouts.

“Keep going.”

“Oh, right—okay—It couldn’t have been more than eleven or twelve minutes, or maybe longer, with how little oxygen I was receiving. I felt crazy, like everyone could tell where I was and how pathetic I was for struggling to breathe. And—suddenly—the door opened. There was a quick shuffle as a student shoved their way inside. I didn’t bother to look up, because I was too dizzy to lift my head from my knees.”

“Then, a voice asked: ‘Hey are you okay?’”

“Stop, stop.” Robin says.

“What?”

“The voice. Stop that.”

“No.” Bruce says simply. “I don’t want to.”

“You’d have better luck painting the Mona Lisa was a toothpick,” Billy tells Robin apologetically. “He always does the voices. It’s his favorite thing.”

“It’s disturbing.” Griffin mumbles. “Very disturbing.”

“You have not suffered Bruce sitting in a rocking chair in your room at three in the morning—reading children’s novels in different character voices with a blanket and one of those yellow-tinted night lights; I don’t want to hear any complaints.”

Everyone looks at Finney in bafflement, and then slowly swivel to Bruce.

“Bruce,” Billy starts gently, “We don’t own a rocking chair.”

“I know—I borrowed it from Gertrude on the floor below us, every other night back in Boston. Had to drag it into the apartment.”

“I…?” Billy stops. “Wait, a fucking moment—so it wasn’t a dream!”

“Apologizes, my love.” Bruce says, completely unapologetic.

“Why would you do that!?”

“You walked in during a pivotal point of the Princess and the Pea,” Bruce recalls, “Finney was half-awake and tucked in. It was either you joined for story-time or I activate the color changing mode on the nightlight to make you think it’s a dream.”

“You had on little half-moon glasses like Dumbledore! You had a pink blanket! And a wig! Of course I assumed it was a dream! Finney had on a princess crown!”

“I had on a what?” Finney hisses.

“It was Princess and the Pea.” Bruce says, completely serious, “He was the princess in the bed, ergo he needed a crown. I even placed a frozen pea under his pillow.”

“Oh my God…?”

Vance looks at Bruce. “Bruce. Honey.”

He shrugs, “We had theme nights. I put wolf ears on Finney for Red Riding Hood, and an apple on him for Snow White, or well, apple slices from a kid’s meal at the restaurant down the street. I would’ve put on a wig for him for Rapunzel, but I didn’t want to wake him too much—so I just settled for a picture of a tower.”

Robin stares. “…You’re a twisted man.”

“Thank you,” Bruce preens.

“That was not a compliment, honey,” Vance massages his temples. “At all.”

“Compliments are what you make of them,” he shrugs, “Now let’s continue onwards—and I am doing the voices, Griffin.”

Griffin walks to the fridge, pulls out a white wine bottle and starts to drink it. Bruce seemingly takes that as a sign to continue.

“I couldn’t lift my head, or speak. I shook my head in a No. ‘Can you breathe?’ No, but I couldn’t exactly communicate that. ‘Here,’ the male voice said, ‘I have a spare asthma inhaler I haven’t used yet. It should help.’ I chanced a glance up and saw green hair, bright and neon.” Bruce pauses. “Wait I thought it was Vance—is this Griffin?”

Griffin sighs.

“—Griffin Stagg, I think his name is. They’re in my grade—skipping one, I think—and honestly a little intimidating. Not for anything other than their beauty and perpetual presence in and out of jail. My dad told me to steer clear since he didn’t want me involved with quote ‘That crowd’. I shrink back a little. I struggle to speak. ‘No,’ I rasp, ‘I need to wait it out. Have to… have to learn to breathe on my own.’” Bruce blinks. “Well that was cringey, let’s hope that gets rectified quickly…”

“We are hoping.” Robin says, eating his popcorn.

“But Griffin looks at me weirdly. ‘Just accept the help, dumbass. It’s not like it’s drugged, Blu.’ I startle. ‘How do you know my name?’ I ask. ‘We share Gym’ Griffin says. ‘You play soccer. How else would I know that, freak?’ …”

“Sounds like Griffin not gonna hold y’all,” Billy says, arm around Griffin’s waist.

“I’m literally so fucking nice, kill yourself.”

“You first bitch,” Billy says.

“You guys are so weird, don’t include us in your foreplay.” Bruce sighs. “At this point I’m gonna read this in my own time.”

Vance groans.

[Timestamp: 00:27:37]

“Oh my God—Vance you just saved him from tripping in the hallway, this shit is so cute!” Bruce squeals, “Aw! Blu is a sweetheart!”

Vance’s blush looks permanent. “I am going to kill myself.”

“Hush, we haven’t even gotten to the juicy parts. Apparently the tags say illegal street races, car sex... and, also, gun kink.”

“IT SAYS WHAT.”

[Timestamp: 01:00:22]

The camera is in a different position, now catching everyone in the room and propped up on the TV stand, presumably.

Vance is fire truck red. Bruce is sitting half on-half off his lap and is reading a detailed smut scene.

“I think this is it.” He says to the camera as Bruce continues mercilessly. “It’s time I kill myself.”

Bruce grabs his hand and rubs soothing back and forth motions with his thumb on the back of Vance’s hand.

He looks at Robin. “Please kill me—this is so embarrassing?”

Bruce pauses, looks at Vance, and says: “Chief?”

Vance shakes his head no, and buries his face in Bruce’s shoulder.

“All friendships need a safe word,” Finney says to the camera flatly. “Because that’s a totally normal thing to have.”

“Why not, we do?” Robin hums. Finney slaps his shoulder.

“Safe words are for pussies,” Griffin says.

“He’s joking,” Billy says to the camera, “he literally told me this morning if he ever makes me really upset to let me know so we can talk it out and we can use a word to signify serious time.”

“Shut the fuck up and stop telling people I care about you it’s ruining my image.”

“We’re dating,” Billy says, clearly not listening. Griffin scowls.

Bruce is still speaking. “Okay we found the gun kink—whoa, role reversal, it’s Vance who likes the gun pointed at him.”

Vance whines. “That is not a kink I have, that is not a kink I have, that is not—”

“Tell the camera so people can make accurate fanfiction.”

Vance looks at the camera. “I am a child of God. A virgin, innocent and pure. I do not have kinks. What I have is my virtue.”

Robin and Griffin burst into laughter. “Oh, so we hallucinated you sexiling us from the basement or…?”

“Yes,” Vance says.

“So you’re denying having sex in the basement?”

“No, but we usually did it in my car.” Vance hums.

“Oh so they got that part right?” Bruce asks. Vance scowls in response.

Griffin screeches, “I FUCKING KNEW IT AND YOU LIED TO MY FACE ABOUT IT!”

Vance shrugs, “If I admitted to that, I would also have to admit I was fucking a very specific person and I did not want to do that.”

“Who?”

Vance pulls out his phone. Griffin’s phone rings. Robin, Billy, and Finney look over and gasp.

“Are you serious right now?”

“I really don’t want to talk about it,” Vance says. “I think eighteen year old me was absolutely unhinged.”

Bruce isn’t even reading out loud anymore, just reading to himself. “Hey, Vance…?”

He tilts the phone over, Vance is tracing stars into Bruce’s knee. “Hm? Oh… no, no it’s not.” He whispers something in Bruce’s ear.

“Oh, you sick bastard.”

Vance shrugs. “No shame in my game.”

“So much shame. The most shame.”

Vance shrugs again. “Keep reading though, have fun.”

“But now it’s not accurate,” Bruce whines. “Now I can’t, like, imagine it—”

Vance pauses. “You were imagining it before—?”

“We need a new fic.” Bruce tells the group at large, “I actually like this so much.”

Vance groans. “Robin next.”

“My shit is mostly crack fics,” Robin shrugs. “Or women… lots of women in there…”

“I found a Billy x Robin one.” Bruce announces at large. “Contains submissive Robin. Just sent the link.”

“Absolutely not,” Robin hisses in outrage.

“The companion fic is Griffin x Finney following the Halloween Showcase. The tags are: semi-public sex, inappropriate use of a microphone, i believe in switch supremacy and switch griffin stagg is alr a tag so, but for the purpose of this fic, Bottom Griffin Stagg, Top Finney Blake, AngelWings, Rough sex, Blood Kink, Belligerent Sexual Tension. Link sent.”

“Sounds hot,” Griffin hums. “Finney?”

“I’m not gonna lie those tags are worrying me what do you mean inappropriate use of a microphone? How? What are we doing with it?”

“Fellatio probably.” Vance hums.

“One of the other tags is rough public sex so, I feel like this is very unhinged.”

“…Let me read it.” Robin and Billy say at the same time.

“I feel it important to say I will not have a foursome with you guys as Billy is family to me and the last time we entertained the thought of more we both got sick,” Finney says flatly. “Griffin get your hand off my thigh.”

Griffin removes his hand slowly.

“Throwback to that time Finney and I made out in a frat house and both of us were so disgusted afterwards that Finney questioned his sexuality and I started watching My Little Pony.”

“What.”

“Yeah, I had a hard time differentiating romantic and platonic feelings from one another.” Finney wrinkles his nose, cute and apologetic, “If it makes you feel better I did it with Bruce too and that cemented that they were best friends ONLY.”

“So you and me are still on the table?” Griffin asks.

Finney thinks about it.

“You have to think about it?” Robin gasps. “One of my best friends?”

“…No,” Finney replies to Griffin slowly, not blinking. “I love my fiance.”

“I don’t care just keep me out of it,” Robin says. “I’ve seen Griffin naked enough times in my life.”

“Okay Robin,” Finney says dryly. “If you fuck Billy—I want to fuck Griffin.”

“Do I get a say in this?” Billy raises his hand.

“No,” Robin, Finney, and Griffin say at once. They’re completely off-task from the reading of fanfiction.

“If I fuck Billy—motel?”

“Hotel,” Finney corrects. “Billy deserves better. And you have to have fun.”

“Billy seems like fun.” Robin hums.

“Griffin seems fun, too,” Finney agrees. “Therefore fair is fair. You cheat, we cheat.”

“Is it cheating if it’s a mutual thing?”

Finney thinks on it. “Probably not.” Then, “Actually, give me and Griff the one about us.” He reaches for his phone and scoots closer to Griffin. “Interesting.”

“I’m a little intrigued by the tags,” Griffin hums, curled up besides Finney.

“WHOA!” Robin throws his phone.

“What? What!?”

“It was a very hot open,” Billy says. “There was no build up. No foreplay. Right into it.”

Finney laughs. “We have tons of foreplay. Very graphic description here.”

“Why do think they I actually bit you during the showcase?”

“Well, that explains the blood kink tag,” Finney blinks.

[Timestamp: 01:26:19]

Bruce is absorbed into the fanfiction. “Okay, so I feel like we have reached the climax of this fic—Blu found out Vance’s mom is in the hospital in a coma, Vance found out that Blu is lowkey homeless—shoutout to the author for linking articles, linktrees, and charities for homeless people, you’re an angel—and the antagonist of the fanfiction is planning revenge and is also a serial killer and Blu’s stalker.”

Vance sighs, defeated. “The gun kink is still upsetting me. Why? What about me screams gun kink?”

“You’re very attractive in the sense that you give off an intimidating vibe. The tattoos don’t help either.”

“I like my tattoos.”

“Yeah, I do too—and so do three million other people.” Bruce huffs. “Your gang name is the Phantoms, by the way.”

“Good Lord…” Vance rubs a hand down his face.

Bruce pats his shoulder. “There, there… There, there…”

#tbpfics #the electric synthesized rock ballad of why finney blake can’t have nice things #deleted scenes #will not add to the fic but i decided u guys have been good so here #this is what u get when u don’t harass me for updates #u guys get treats

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lithiumcreepblog · 1 year ago

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I love movies and tv shows. One of my fondest childhood memories is watching The Dark Knight in a packed cinema with my dad. I rewatch the paintball episodes of Community every time I feel down. I have experienced some of the best storytelling of my life in front of a TV screen. Some films and shows follow me days, months, years after my first viewing, taking me back to that time when I first watched it, whether it’s a particular line or a certain performance.

All of these things that movies and shows make me feel, all of the memories I treasure, all the late night conversations I have had raving about whatever I watched that day, they’re not because of a studio or a company.

I’m not going to the cinema to see Barbie because it’s produced by Warner Bros. I’m watching Barbie because I know it was made with passion, by everyone involved, from Margot Robbie to writer/director Greta Gerwig to Sarah Greenwood the set designer to the film crew to the extras.

People, countless people, have worked on all the films and shows I have loved over the years. Writers transform mere ideas into cohesive narratives, they collaborate with others, workshop things to death until something clicks. Actors translate those narratives into something tangible on screen, embodying every emotion and word to their best abilities. Many other people help along the way, to make something that can potentially inspire others to tell their stories as well.

Those people are the ones I remember. They’re the reason I go to the movies or eagerly wait for the next episode to air on television. Not Bob Iger or David Zaslav, but the people who give their time and lives towards making art out of nothing. And they deserve to be compensated fairly. They deserve to be respected in their own industry. They deserve so much more than what they are getting right now.

Now, both the WGA and SAG-AFTRA are on strike, which will effectively halt the production of all film and television in the US. Shows will be postponed, projects will be cancelled. And I say, good. The studios and the CEOs need to be faced with the harsh reality that they’re nothing without writers and actors.

I love movies and shows, but I love the people who make them even more, and their livelihoods need to be protected and fought for. I stand with the writers, actors and everyone else who is on the picket lines.

Solidarity with the WGA and SAG-AFTRA till the end.

#wga strike #sag strike #sag aftra #wga #wga strong #screen actors guild #movies #tv #hollywood #rant #fuck the studios #i love movies #this is actually making me emotional

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chicken-delight · 2 months ago

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i stg if that screenshot is supposed to be robbie and they have him looking like johnny greenwood i willllllll have no choice but to start plucking the hair out of my head one by one

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jellybeanium124 · 10 months ago

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They DID get nominated, for writing and producing

"Barbie" was nominated for best screenplay and best production design. There is no "best producing" award. I have a film degree so I know what those terms mean better than most people, and production designer and producer are two entirely separate jobs. Producers oversee the logistics and noncreative aspects of the film, and PD is the head of the art department, overseeing costumes, HMU, set design, set dec, and props. The PD on "Barbie" was in fact a woman, Sarah Greenwood (art dept is notably the pinkwashed department in the industry and to this day where you'll find the most women in film).

Now, yes, "Barbie" is up for an academy award for "Best Adapted Screenplay" with Greta Gerwig and Noah Baumbach both listed as writers on the official website. That still doesn't erase the fact that Gerwig was snubbed for best director, and Robbie was completely snubbed. Robbie was a producer on "Barbie." Not the PD.

#don't fuck with me I have the power of film school and google on my side #no but seriously check your facts before sending me asks pl0x #nina rambles #barbie

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dykedteach · 7 months ago

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tagged by the sweetheart that is gemma @macbethwitches ! 💖

shuffle your ‘on repeat’ playlist and list the first 10 songs that play, then tag 10 people.

10.

tagging @ickyhands @truthhux @betanoiz @flashbastard @femmefantome @klexquisite and anyone else who wants in 💖

#Spotify

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bolllywoodhungama · 11 months ago

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Critics Choice Awards 2024: Christopher Nolan, Oppenheimer, Barbie, Succession, The Bear lead the wins

The Critics Choice Awards 2024 celebrated cinematic and television excellence on Sunday night, January 14, 2024. Chelsea Handler returned as the host for the evening. Christopher Nolan’s Oppenheimer shone, securing eight wins, including Best Picture and Best Director though Cillian Murphy missed the Best Actor win. Greta Gerwig’s Barbie claimed six awards, winning in categories like Best Comedy and Best Original Screenplay. Emma Stone earned Best Actress for Poor Things. On the TV front, Succession, The Bear, and Beef led the wins.

FILM BEST PICTURE American Fiction Barbie The Color Purple The Holdovers Killers of the Flower Moon Maestro Oppenheimer - WINNER Past Lives Poor Things Saltburn

BEST ACTOR Bradley Cooper, Maestro Leonardo DiCaprio, Killers of the Flower Moon Colman Domingo, Rustin Paul Giamatti, The Holdovers - WINNER Cillian Murphy, Oppenheimer Jeffrey Wright, American Fiction

BEST ACTRESS Lily Gladstone, Killers of the Flower Moon Sandra Hüller, Anatomy of a Fall Greta Lee, Past Lives Carey Mulligan, Maestro Margot Robbie, Barbie Emma Stone, Poor Things - WINNER

BEST SUPPORTING ACTOR Sterling K. Brown, American Fiction Robert De Niro, Killers of the Flower Moon Robert Downey Jr., Oppenheimer - WINNER Ryan Gosling, Barbie Charles Melton, May December Mark Ruffalo, Poor Things

BEST SUPPORTING ACTRESS Emily Blunt, Oppenheimer Danielle Brooks, The Color Purple America Ferrera, Barbie Jodie Foster, Nyad Julianne Moore, May December Da'Vine Joy Randolph, The Holdovers - WINNER

BEST YOUNG ACTOR/ACTRESS Abby Ryder Fortson, Are You There God? It's Me, Margaret. Ariana Greenblatt, Barbie Calah Lane, Wonka Milo Machado Graner, Anatomy of a Fall Dominic Sessa, The Holdovers - WINNER Madeleine Yuna Voyles, The Creator

BEST ACTING ENSEMBLE Air Barbie The Color Purple The Holdovers Killers of the Flower Moon Oppenheimer - WINNER

BEST DIRECTOR Bradley Cooper, Maestro Greta Gerwig, Barbie Yorgos Lanthimos, Poor Things Christopher Nolan, Oppenheimer - WINNER Alexander Payne, The Holdovers Martin Scorsese, Killers of the Flower Moon

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Barbie: **** out of 5

As I was leaving a screening of Barbie amidst a sea of elated fans, I overheard someone saying, “That was so much better than I thought it would be.” Honestly, I didn’t share the sentiment. That’s because I was certain it would be great the second that I learned it was Greta Gerwig’s next project. A wonderful actor and writer, Gerwig eventually directed her first film Lady Bird in 2017 followed by Little Women in 2019, both extraordinary works and two of the best reviewed movies of the last decade. I wasn’t excited for Barbie; I was excited for Gerwig’s third feature.

That feature is half of the ‘Barbenheimer’ cultural phenomenon. Never in a million years would I have pictured Gerwig, the de facto Queen of Indie Films, at the center of two blockbusters vying for box office dominance…in the same week! What’s more, her film is actually winning the financial battle against Oppenheimer, the second film in that portmanteau whose director, Christopher Nolan, churns out blockbusters like Mattel churns out plastic dolls.

One such doll, Barbie, is the star of this film and an American institution launched in 1959 whose instantly recognizable brand floods the hallways of countless stores. Some might view the film as cynical commercialism—this two-hour showcase definitely won’t hurt sales—but, that opinion is reductive. The opening scene alone defies expectations and reminds us of the exceptional talent behind the camera, including co-writer Noah Baumbach, who’s even more ‘indie’ than Gerwig, and both her creative and romantic partner.

You may not know the people behind the camera, but you do know the star in front of it. Possessing otherworldly beauty (narrator Helen Mirren has a killer line about this) and exceptional acting skills, Margot Robbie’s casting is a no-brainer, which is ironic considering how inclusive the cast is; dozens of Barbies inhabit Barbieland, composed of various races, body types and gender identities. That goes for the Kens as well. But, Robbie plays Stereotypical Barbie, a crucial aspect of the story that the film makers stress often, mainly to highlight a standard that impressionable, vulnerable young people experience so often.

And so, the perfect Barbie played by the perfect actor lives a perfect life in a hot pink utopian society where the Barbies hold all positions of power while the Kens, including Beach Ken (a priceless Ryan Gosling), chill at the beach and try, unsuccessfully, to woo the ladies. The nonchalance of Barbie’s rebuff of Ken speaks volumes about this social hierarchy. Robbie’s Barbie has a daily routine, executed as if a child were controlling her, rituals that include sipping from an empty cup and floating from bedroom to driveway because what child would walk her doll down every stair?

This occurs on a meticulously constructed set, realized by designers Sarah Greenwood and Katie Spencer. Built on a solid foundation of whimsy and charm, this community—whose geographic and temporal relationship with the ‘real world’ wisely is left ambiguous—is the product of stunning practical effects in place of tempting CGI. Like in recent films, interestingly, such as Beau is Afraid and Asteroid City, the set resembles a colourful diorama, at once fantastical and tactile. It’s a world of make-believe you can otherwise almost reach out and touch, just like the toys that inspired it.

But toys don’t have sudden preoccupations with mortality like Barbie does during a dance number, handled with perfect comedic timing by Robbie. She’s also horrified by newly flat feet and patches of cellulite. It’s around this point when the story shows it has more on its mind than just brand promotion. That trend continues as Barbie consults Weird Barbie (the delightfully weird Kate McKinnon) who’s an outcast yet the wisest of them all. Lurching about, contorting herself and giving those big-eyed, alien-like looks that McKinnon has mastered, she tells Barbie to find the girl who’s controlling her in the real world.

With Ken stowing away in Barbie’s convertible, the two arrive in Los Angeles’s Venice Beach, enveloped in neon spandex. There’re some standard fish-out-of-water moments played for laughs, sure, but Gerwig and Baumbach also use this framework to explore a myriad of social issues with the same amount of fervor used to entertain. After being ogled relentlessly at the beach, Barbie is cat-called by some construction workers, but that cliché is subverted as Barbie simply and unexpectedly explains that she lacks genitalia. It’s brilliant.

As with Gerwig’s previous films, it’s difficult to pin down a specific message; she explores numerous issues and isn’t one to tie things up in a neat little package. The stories have feminist underpinnings, but they’re never reduced to simple dichotomies like ‘women are good/men are evil’. Yes, men are portrayed as misogynists occasionally or embody corporate greed in the case of the idiotic Mattel executives led by a pompous Will Ferrell as the CEO. We also see the dangers of an impressionable air head like Ken learning of the patriarchy and introducing its flaws to Barbieland, hopefully bringing attention to how insufferable bro culture can be. Yet, Gerwig’s brand of feminism is sympathetic to male struggles too, especially toward the end, even if much of their behaviour is rightly judged.

Mattel isn’t even immune from judgment; the writers get away with a surprising amount aimed at the company, specifically regarding their toys’ negative influence on body image and self- esteem. For a film maker to resist the pressures of both studio executives and the heads of the represented brand, especially with the huge stakes of a blockbuster production, is truly remarkable and a testament to the audacity of Gerwig who’s unwilling to sacrifice her artistic integrity. Mattel also deserves some credit for acknowledging their shortcomings and vowing to do better. Everyone wins here.

That includes the audience, most importantly. Not only are we treated to hilarious, candy-coloured entertainment, but we’re given a smart film for adults that kids will also enjoy and whose insight will benefit both. It challenges corporate power, the patriarchy, beauty standards and stereotypes while promoting inclusion, autonomy and self-confidence, mostly in creative and entertaining ways though, occasionally, unlike Gerwig’s previous films, a bit too overtly if not altogether preachy. America Ferrera, with a soulful and honest performance as the Mattel employee Gloria, gives a tirade about society’s ridiculous expectations of women; it’s hard to refute her argument, but the delivery feels too familiar in this otherwise unique experience.

It’s an experience that relies heavily on its two leads, both marvellous. Gosling eschews his usual dead-eyed intensity for a relaxed turn as a lovable nitwit and does so effortlessly (no offence). It’s Robbie’s (Barbie) world, however, and we’re all just accessories. The roll is deceptively complex, requiring an actor with more than just beauty to be at once effervescent and existentially preoccupied. Both her performance and the story are capped off with one final word that recalls a line (also the final one) by Nicole Kidman in Eyes Wide Shut, appropriate considering Barbie begins with an explicit reference to another Stanley Kubrick masterpiece. It’s a word that Robbie announces with aplomb when it would otherwise be whispered with embarrassment; a word she wields like a weapon, charging forward into a new life in the name of unapologetic femininity.

#movie review #barbie #the barbie movie #barbenheimer #margot robbie #greta gerwig

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