#sam rockwell gif hunt

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click the source for 305 gifs of actor SAM ROCKWELL in ARGYLLE (2024).  please note that i do not approve of the 5+/- age rule. these were made from scratch and more will be added at my leisure. please don’t edit, repost or claim as your own or i will eat you. tag me if you’re posting edited gif icons for public use. give this post a like or reblog if useful. enjoy !

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In the source link you will find #52 gifs of Sam Rockwell in the Flight Facilities ‘Down to Earth’ music video. He is white (German, Irish, English, and Dutch ). Do not use in gif hunts or make icons. Remember to please like and reblog if you decide to use.

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Movie Recommendations

since quarantine started, I think I've watched more movies in the past three weeks than I have in the past 6 months. here are some of my favorites

The Lobster (2015)

dir: Yorgos Lanthimos

available on: Netflix

fascinating concept, executed well, beautifully shot and a gripping ending that i still sometimes think about. one of those movies i looked up what happened at the end because i wanted someone elses opinon. (aka, it’s up to interpretation).

Her (2013)

dir: Spike Jonze

available on: Netflix

one of my favorites I saw during quarantine. thoroughly engaging throughout regardless of it’s longer runtime. beautifully shot, edited and great performances by everyone involved.

Booksmart (2019)

dir: Olivia Wilde

available on: Hulu

this movie shocked me with how much I ended up enjoying it. i was nervous at first, especially about the likeability of the characters, but they got me at the end. If you are looking for an upbeat, feel good, and funny movie, this is it. 

Boy (2010)

dir: Taika Waititi

available on: amazon prime

my favorite movie ever made. Taika Waititi is a genius. he’s a master at mixing emotion with humor without it feeling like he’s trying too hard. beautifully shot and written, very underrated movie.

What We Do in the Shadows (2014)

dir: Taika Waititi/Jermaine Clement 

please watch this if you want to laugh. one of the funniest movies i’ve ever seen. i think we can all agree that peytr is the best character.

Submarine (2011)

dir:  Richard Ayoade

rewatching this movie during quarantine makes me remember why it was my favorite movie for so many years. it may be a coming of age story, but it's somehow so much more than others i’ve seen. plus, alex turner does the soundtrack. great film. love u Richard.

The Way Way Back (2013)

dir: Jim Rash/Nat Faxon

rewatched for the first time since 2013. Sam Rockwell’s character is easily the best even though he may be overly obnoxious at times. unfortunately, the main character is less likable than the supporting characters, but it is quite a lovable film. stars toni collette, allison janney, and steve carell too.

Nightcrawler (2014) 

dir: Dan Gilroy

available on: amazon prime

watched this days ago and still can’t decide on my feelings about it. gripping and deeply unsettling. Jake Gyllenhaal delivers (as usual).

Moonlight (2016)

dir: Barry Jenkins

available on: netflix

this movie is beautiful. from the way the story is told, shot, and acted, it's great. deserves all of the hype it received upon coming out. longer runtime, so be prepared.

Bo Burnham: Make Happy (2016)

dir: Bo Burnham, Christopher Storer

available on: netflix

this is a comedy special. since watching it when released, I haven’t stopped thinking about it. one of the smartest, most thought-provoking pieces of music I have ever listened to (just the last song, it has me fucked up to this day). 

Chronicle of a Summer (1961)

dir: Jean Rouch/Edgar Morin

watched for a class and was stunned by how much I was enamored with and intrigued by it. follows ethnographers asking the question, “are you happy?”. the whole movie is in French!

Skeleton Twins (2014)

dir: Craig Johnson

available on: Hulu

wanted to watch since i heard about it. shocked by Bill Hader and Kristen Wiig’s performances and the emotional storyline of the film overall. may seem like a backhanded compliment, but I was shocked by how good this film was.

Hunt for the Wilderpeople (2016)

dir: Taika Waititi

available on: hulu

if there’s any movie you should watch during this quarantine it’s any of Taika Waititi’s films. he delivers every time with a comedic, heartfelt, and unique story.

The Fundamentals of Caring (2016)

dir: Rob Burnett

available on: Netflix

i was pleasantly surprised by this movie. really great performance by Craig Roberts. i too would like to go on a week long roadtrip with Paul Rudd. i think i’ll pass on the part where he wipes my ass, though.

The Last Black Man in San Francisco (2020)

dir: Joe Talbot

available on: amazon prime

this movie isn’t really plot heavy, but it’s still beautifully done and facinating. found myself not really caring about parts of the plot when watching, i just enjoyed it. 

Frank (2014)

dir: Lenny Abrahamson

available on: YouTube (for free as of May 2020)

a weird movie, and i can’t say for sure if i am ashamed to have liked the last song they wrote on the spot. i think the character design of the helmet is enough of a reason to watch.

Trainspotting (1996)

dir: Danny Boyle

young ewan mcgregor was enough of a reason to get me to watch this movie. a look at drug use in young adult/adult culture in scotland during the 90′s. and it will always go down as the movie i remember that noel gallagher/oasis said no to the soundtrack to because he thought it was about literally train-spotting. another irvine welsh novel made into a movie (first was filth)

T2L Trainspotting (2017)

director: Danny Boyle

i didn’t realize there was a sequel when I watched the first and I wasn’t really expecting anything much from this. i don’t know if it’s just my love for ewan mcgregor, but I really liked this movie. the soundtrack is just as good as the first, too.

Paris is Burning (1990)

dir: Jennie Livingston

available on: netflix

one of my favorite pieces of film of all time, probably my favorite documentary out there. i think it’s probably one of the only things i’ve ever considered as ‘essential viewing’

Inside (2021)

dir: Bo Burnham

available on: netflix

one of my favorite things to come out of quarantine. I have missed bo and his content so much it was amazing to see him come back in such a raw and touching way. I've had the soundtrack on repeat for the past two weeks now, highly recommend.

Filth (2013)

dir: Jon S. Baird

honestly, one of the strangest movies I've ever seen, but I still enjoyed it. it’s quite crass, so be prepared for some rather vulgar and explicit content. plus, has james mcavoy, which is always a plus.

Cold Lasagne Hate Myself 1999 (2021)

dir: James Acaster

available on: Vimeo (for purchase)

another comedy special! besides “Make Happy” this is one of my favorite comedy specials I have ever seen. James is fucking fantastic and the two hour runtime somehow seems too short. 

Promising Young Woman (2021)

dir: Emerald Fennell

this one has had people conflicted. I enjoyed the movie (especially with the shock that bo burnham was in it, also, a great casting choice) and honestly.... quite enjoyed the ending. highly recommend, I was engaged throughout!

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JOJO RABBIT: 10 Thoughts Or Observations

You know it is that time of year when we, the #filmfolks, finally get to be excited about movies without looking like total freaks! Sure thing Bob, it is Christmas season BUT above all else, it is award season (basically your cinephile Xmas season! And things cannot be better as we will now have that big O happening earlier in February - Well ideally it should come in even closer to Christmas considering release date deadline for FYC films is often December 25th...But who are we to judge ;) ) So, anyway, this brings us to today's movie, that, like few others from the festival circuit, will make you “believe the hype” of early award buzz and praisin': Taika Waititi latest oddity or "mischievous comedy" JOJO RABIT.

It is the story of ten-year-old boy Johannes "Jojo" Betzler, portrayed by Roman Griffin Davis set during WII in Nazi Germany. He lives with his mother Rosie (Scarlett Johansson) who is taking care of him by herself while his father is either fighting the war, missing or simply deserted. The thing is Jojo is well, a fanatic his imaginary friend is no other than the führer himself...But a bonkers and silly version of him played with great irony by the Maori Jew director! Jojo and his best friend ( scene-stealer newcomer Archie Yates) go to a sort of nazi scout camp for kids where they will train to be a good soldier under the "supervision" of incompetent and goofy adults played by Sam Rockwell, Rebel Wilson, Alfie Allen. Of course, there is a twist 

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He will discover a Jewish girl, Thomasin McKenzie's Elsa, hidden in his house, and his life will be turned upside down as the war his coming to a devastating ending.

Unfortunately for those of us tired of conventional WWII drama & co, or stories, JOJO RABBIT is, in part, and under the coat of fresh and fun paint, deja-vu. However, its other part is like nothing we've seen before, somewhere between action-adventure shenanigans lead by a funky kid like in HUNT FOR THE WILDERPEOPLE, and, a movie filled witty banters and deadpan humor like What WE DO IN THE SHADOW. So you can say it a Waititi alright alright alright! 

There are so many things to be said about what JOJO RABBIT represents and its theme. It is such an incredibly interesting movie deserving of all praises for its creativity and solid acting. Yet, “Oscar speaking” some of us are not really seeing how this can happen even though it is 100% deserving a spot in the spotlight... But a win is somewhat highly improbable (well, stranger things have happened😅!) We are not so sure how people believe in this possibility especially since it is the kind of movie the “green book crowd” might not approve of, just because 🙉🙈🙊). 

In addition, many were quick to call it an anti-hate movie, and maybe it was designed as such, but it is simply a brilliant satire closer to THE DEATH OF STALIN than a typical anti-hate movie which might be reductive to both JOJO RABBIT and projects that exist with the sole purpose of informing or education about hate and tolerance.

That being said the film surely is a crowd-pleaser and has so much to offer, and after watching it, one would be thinking about so many aspects and things that make it such a unique piece of modern Cinema, timeless yet so contemporary.

So here we go;10 thoughts, observations, or maybe reasons to watch JOJO RABBIT tonight or anytime soon!

1. Fun factor: JOJO RABBIT is a movie that will make you laugh for real 😂 So considering this happens rarely for some of us, that’s GOOD!

Sure, it gets a bit silly sometimes - as in maybe it is rightfully made to also appeal to people like Jojo, 10 years old kids mature enough to understand the concept at play and the bulk of their complexities - but the humor is at the same time very simple and clever too.

2-3. Related: Never thought how fun and funny listening to someone mispronounce “hiteler” and having the guy pointing that same fact could be! Or even the hilarity of witnessing obnoxious "hailing" round and hailing of hitler's name all kinds of cray-cray manner. And all this happening in a easy-going not “outrage culture “ kind of way! Just a “bon enfant” tone and mild “nazi jokes” type. Who would have thought! *But please, no matter how tempting it is for caricature purposes, let’s not dress up as such for a Halloween or under any circumstance, pretending to be Taikaka in JOJO RABBIT, because no matter how "non-racist" one might be, not so sure the effect will be the same IRL without context, or if people will get it without being rightfully alarmed or distressed. 

4. This brings us to much valid criticism of the film depiction of "nice nazi" being dangerous thing particularly in a troubling year like 2019... But if one were to be objective and no anal about everything they will know there is no malicious intent behind JOJO RABBIT.

5. Performance part 1: The kids were absolutely "everything" with Jojo being "the most" and Korgi (aka 'I am just a kid in a fat kid body' dude!) being the best friend ever! Their camaraderie / bromance will warm the coldest-hearted folks! ( and it will make you wanna be a kid again just like you felt after watching GOOD BOYS ;) )

6. Performance part 2: So Johansson attempt at being funny (more like "being fun") was not totally convincing but it works “charmingly”!

7. Performance part 3: Sam Rockwell back at it again! The lad is yet again playing another morally dubious character/notably racist pos ("but with a heart" they say...So we're supposed to feel empathy for his character, but c'mon, seriously, F that guy he is playing no!?): CHECK ✅

8. The visual: Some scenes were actually visually impressive and the musical choice was much appreciated but one can only wish they really went full-blown mode with the psychedelism of it all.

9. The story: Not only "the package" looks interesting and out of the ordinary but the content is also very unique. So, again the creativity of it all is *chef kiss 😚

10. Taika Waititi. 🙌 (might deserve a supporting actor nod, director nod, writer nod, producer nod, and a rad human medal!)

MORAL OF THE STORY: 7.5-8 ***** 

Highly recommend for all ages and movie taste 👍

That is all 😜

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Title: Carousel 12

Warnings: ghosts, fighting, really a filler in a way.

Word Count: 2663

Summary: You decide to go out on a salt and burn on your own, only to come across another hunter on the hunt. Deciding that you’d rather work with them then having to call up Sam and Dean, you two finish the case together. By the time you get back Dean’s furious, but you’re not having any of his bullshit.

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While the tears ran down your face you packed your hunting bag, throwing weapons into it messily as well as a small first aid kit. You paused, panting lightly as you stared at your bag while you raced through your thoughts- making sure you had everything needed for almost any hunt, before zipping it up and moving around your room to grab clothing articles.

No one came by your room as your furiously packed, and no one saw you as you left your room, storming down to the garage. You quickly glanced at all the cars, and without a moment's hesitation walked over to the key rack, grabbing the keys to the 1960 Cadillac and opening the trunk, throwing your bag inside of it and quietly closing the lid. You didn’t want the boys to know you were leaving till it was too late to stop you or follow you. You hopped over the door and into the red seats, the sleek black around you reflecting the lights as you opened the garage door and slammed the keys into the ignition- starting it up without fear.

It roared to life and you could practically hear the boys racing down the halls to the garage. You smoothly pulled out of the parking spot before spinning the wheel and racing out of the garage and the drive way- glancing at the rear view mirror to see the boys out of breath right as you turned the corner.

You focused your eyes on the road, going about twenty over the speed limit- tears drying up in the harsh wind. The sun was about an hour away from setting- and you enjoyed the peaceful glow it casted on the land as you drove down the highway- bunker disappearing from your mirrors as well as the fear of the boys catching up to you. The engine continued a soft roar/loud purr as you rested one arm on the door, your head resting in your palm as your other hand cradled the steering wheel.

You finally began to slow down as you decided to pull over- pulling your phone out of your pocket as you sat on the side of the road. You began searching through news local to your spot- seeing as the sun was finally disappearing behind the horizon which meant you were about an hour or more away from the bunker- and came across what sounded like a good ol’ salt and burn. You turned your gps on, and rested your phone in a cup holder as you pulled back onto the road- following its directions to a town that was roughly another hour out.

By the time you arrived to the town it was dark, and the moon was a quarter of the way up the sky. You pulled into a motel parking lot, shutting off the car and sliding out, phone going into your pocket as you moved to the back- grabbing the roof and pulling it over and locking it down before rolling up the windows. You grabbed your bags from the trunk and locked the car, heading to the lobby as you dropped the keys in your pocket- patting your wallet in your back pocket. At least you hadn’t forgotten that.

The woman behind the desk looked exhausted but was kind and even gave you one of the ‘suits’ for half price since you told her that you were traveling and had yet to earn more money. You entered the room- and let out a soft sigh as you closed the door with your foot, dropping your stuff on the table in front of the window facing the parking lot. You closed the curtains on the window, getting ready to remove your shirt when there was a knock on your door.

You paused, quietly opening your bag to grab your pistol (it was one Dean had given you, almost like a whole Yin and Yang thing) and turned the safety off, peeking through the peephole to see who stood outside. A man dressed in a FBI suit stood there, and your brows furrowed as you unlocked the door and cracked it open, gun hidden beside the doorframe.

“Yes?” You asked, raising an eyebrow. You really didn’t have time for this man.

“Ma’am, I’m with the FBI, I’m Agent Blackwood-” You chuckled, revealing your handgun as you held it by your side, out of sight of passerbyers but in sight for him.

“You aren’t an Agent sweetheart, I know a fake badge when I see one. What do you want?” You asked, finger resting on the trigger. He paused, assessing you and trying to look in past you to see your environment behind you. He must’ve gotten a glimpse of your green duffel because he relaxed slightly, stashing the badge away.

“Seems this case has brought more than one hunter into town, huh? How about we work it together, we’ll get it done faster- then we can be on our merry way.” He said, and you paused, looking him over. His hair was greased back away from his face, and you could tell the locks were long, probably falling right below his ear, and he had honey warm eyes. A five o’clock that was starting to become thicker resting along his sharp cut jawline- and running back over your thoughts you swore you heard a russian based accent.

You stepped to the side, hiding the gun behind you as you opened the door to let him in. He entered, surveying everything, and you closed the door, locking it tight as you set your gun on the table, standing beside it to look at him.

“(Y/n) Winchester- who are you?” You asked, holding a hand out for him to shake.

“Gleb Rockwell. I’ve heard about you and your brothers… why aren’t they here?” You shrugged, leaning your hip against the table.

“I wanted to get away for a bit. Some me time ya know?” You said- and he chuckled- looking around before plopping down on the edge of the bed- looking exhausted. Every hunter sported that look.

“So no spa? Just a salt and burn?” He asked and you hummed in response, grabbing your gun before moving to your duffel.

“Not really a spa kind of girl… what do you have on the case so far?” I asked- and he sighed- wringing his hands together. He must be new at hunting if he seemed this tired from a simple case. Poor guy was probably feeling stretched out.

“Amelia- Amelia Westfall died in 1896, suicide. Child of abuse and sexual assault- she died at the young ripe age of eighteen. Her father was a rich man- owned almost the whole town before his daughter's death. Her mother was the owner and creator of the The Meretricum. The House of Whores- or The Whores. Amelia was the prized prostitute- guess how many abortions she had.” He said and I frowned deeply- shaking my head as I began pulling out my guns- making sure I had everything.

“Too fucking many. She was probably a disease hotspot as well. Where’s she buried?” I asked and he took a small sigh through his nose.

“She was buried in the graveyard at the edge of town- but when I dug her up her bones weren’t there.” He said and I looked over to him- pausing in loading my shotgun with salt barrels.

“Her bones weren’t there?” I asked- and he nodded- looking over to me. I looked down at my gun and finished loading it- the gun clicking as I snapped it up. “Alright. Let’s assume they were moved for safety- she must’ve had someone sympathetic to her cause- someone who knew she would stick around and help her. Out of everyone you’ve questioned so far- who seemed most sympathetic to her plight?” I asked and he pulled out his little notebook.

“Three people- a woman named Gertrude Spring, a man named Matthew Farse, and a young girl named Ruth Marblestein.” He said and I grabbed my change of clothes- my agent clothes- and headed towards the bathroom.

“I’m gonna get changed then we’ll go to the girl.” I said, and he made no response as I entered- closing the door and locking it behind me. I quickly changed and exited the bathroom- dress slacks and red blouse flattering my form.

“It’s late- she might be asleep.” He said as I slipped my gun into the waistband behind my back- the black shining as I bent over and grabbed my badge- slinging that around my neck and turning to face him.

“Let’s go Agent Blackwood- we could have this done tonight.” I said, pulling on my black tennis shoes. He stood and we headed out- my fingers grabbing the key off the table as I pulled on my coat. We left the room and the building, sliding into my corvette. “What’s her address?” I asked- and he gave it to me. I pulled out of the parking lot and he quietly lead the way- the streets empty and quiet.

We pulled up outside the suburban house- and I turned the car off. The lights were on and I looked to Gleb, raising an eyebrow. He nodded and we stepped out- car doors slamming before we walked up the gravel walkway. I knocked politely on the door and half a minute later it opened- an older woman answering.

“Hi- Miss Marblestein- I’m Agent Rook. I arrived here a little later than my partner-” I gestured to him. “- and now I’m playing catch up. I was wondering if I could talk to you and your daughter?” I asked softly- and she weakly smiled- bringing a tissue up to her red nose.

“Of course Agent Rook. Come on in, please.” She said softly, stepping off to the side. “Do be careful though- I’ve got a cold.” She said, chuckling softly. I chuckled and entered- looking around. The soft pitter patter of feet came from a hallway and a young girl- around the age of thirteen- came from the hallway and looked breathless- smiling.

“Agents! She said you’d be coming!” She said excitedly and I glanced to Gleb before crouching down to her height. I wasn’t as tall as the brothers- 6’4 or 6’2- but I was tall for a woman. 5’11.

“Who Ruthie?” I asked softly, and she giggled.

“Amelia! The pretty girl!” She said, running forward and grabbing my wrist before beginning to lead me back to where she had come from. I stood and followed her- back bowed over as I kept pace with her small legs. We entered her bedroom and Amelia was sitting on the windowsill- looking decomposed and pissed.

“So you finally came huh agents?” She snarled and spat- her words almost unintelligible.

“Ruth- sweetie- where are her bones?” I asked softly- looking down to Ruth. She giggled and I noticed the gleam of white bone around her neck. There weren’t bones- those had already been burned. There had only been a bone. That was all Amelia needed.

“GET AWAY FROM HER!” Amelia screeched right as Gleb came in behind me.

“Gleb!” I shouted as she shot towards me- hands out as if to claw my face off. I dived- wrapping around Ruth and crashing into the bed- holding the girl tightly to my chest. Quickly I ducked my hand to her neck, grabbing the bone and breaking the string with my teeth as the sound of a shotgun went off. I clambered off of Ruth- turning to see the mother standing in the doorway- nearly in hysterics.

“Do you have a fireplace?” I asked- and the panic in my voice must’ve kicked her into action- because she nodded and began leading me to the living room. I followed and was grateful that she had a fire going- moving quickly to it. I was a foot away before getting blasted to the side- flying through the air and crashing into the wall. Stunned- I lost most of my bodily functions- but somehow managed to keep a grip on the bone. My vision blinked white and my phone buzzed in my pocket. Whoever was calling was doing so at a really bad time!

The shotgun went off again and I scrambled to my feet- practically diving to the fire and tossing the bone in- Gleb holding salt out to me. I frantically shook some of it in and I heard a scream before silence. Thank god I had been right about the child.

A little while later we were leaving- the mother softly crying as she held tightly to her daughter- who seemed a little sad that her friend had left- but okay otherwise. Aside from the pain in my back and a few scratches on my face- I was fine. Gleb was untouched. We climbed back into the car and I drove us back to the motel- exhaustion tugging at my bones. Maybe I should sleep here tonight- seeing as I paid for the room- and drive back tomorrow.

We arrived and slipped out- heading back to my motel room. In there I began packing. I shouldn’t stay the night. I needed to head back- it was the least I owed the boys. Gleb watched me quietly and I glanced over at him- sighing softly.

“If you want stay here- I already paid for the room- it might as well be used. I’m going back…” I said- going into the bathroom and changing my clothes. Once back into my comfy clothes I threw my dress clothes into my duffel- zipping it up as I tucked my pistol into my waistband.

“Thank you.” He said- and I nodded, throwing my duffel over my shoulder and beginning to head out.

“Goodbye Gleb. Good luck with your future.” I said before leaving the room- the key resting on the table by the door. I made it back to my car without trouble and slipped in- starting it up and pulling away from the motel- loading up my GPS to get back home- or at least to an area where I could get myself back home.

The ride home was quiet and by the time i got back to the bunker I felt like I was dead on my feet- and sore. Really sore. I pulled into the garage and slipped out of the car- closing the door and dragging my duffel back to my room with me. I made it to my room without coming across the boys- and unloaded all my things- grabbing my pj’s in preparation of a shower when there was someone clearing their throat in my doorway. I turned and watched as Dean walked in, to be followed by Sam, and then followed by Cas.

“Think you forgot an angel.” I muttered- grabbing my towel before looking over at them.

“Where did you go?” Dean asked- arms crossed as he stared at me. Damn boy thinking he was my father or something. I forced my thoughts to settle down. This is why I had come back- to let them know I was alive and where I had been.

“Salt and burn two hours out of here… came across another hunter on the case and I helped him close it.” I said, and Sam walked forward- gently grabbing my chin and turning my head to look at the scrapes on my cheek.

“Those look rough.” He said and I chuckled- gently pulling away and beginning to head to my shower.

“The bruises on my back are worse.” I said, grabbing the top of my shirt and pulling it off over my head- only a slight pause in my feet before I tossed it to the ground- revealing the giant bruises on my back as I opened my bathroom door.

“Holy shit.” Dean whispered- and I shook my head slightly- turning the bathroom light on and beginning to close the door.

“Goodnight boys.” I said- closing the door.