Watching this for the ♾️th time. It’s probably the earliest thing I can clearly remember watching on TV.
I love when the line is blurred between sound and music. Sound effects done in music like Disney’s Fantasia and Peter & the Wolf.
I like it just as much, if not more, when sound effects are used to make music, like in the background music here. This whole movie has so much to unpack.
Or better yet!
Sound waves don’t intend to be one thing or another. We can make them be music if we craft them in the correct way.
Same thing with speech. You’re just making noises and crafting them to sound like something. Just make a symphony of noises at the right frequencies to make words and play it for him. Then he can gradually put together a blend of sounds or just summon up the right frequencies to create speech.
I was today years old when I learned that Dr. Seuss wrote it.
That bit when Gerald suddenly goes BOOM and traumatizes his dad reminds me of all the things I would recite when I was a kid. Things from all of the cartoons I watched to my well loved encyclopedia.
One favorite was the Mercalli Earthquake scale. I remember coming up from the basement like
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“I: Not felt by people, but recorded by instruments. Animals may be uneasy. Doors may swing slowly. II: May be felt by a few people indoors, particularly those on upper floors. III: Felt indoors by some as a rapid…”
And hearing my parents just sounding like Tina Belcher going “Uhhhhhhhh…”
It feels good to make certain frequencies.
I wonder if that is why some kids scream when it seems like there is no reason.
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Children's Book Illustrations that Stayed with Me as a Little Girl (Part 2)
I wanted to give a shoutout to A Treasury of Literature for Children from 1984. It's an anthology of several different fairy tales, fables, poems, and excerpts of books like Huckleberry Finn. I found a copy at a used bookstore and was OBSESSED with it when I was little, particularly for the illustrations:
I was particularly haunted by these illustrations for Kipling's "A Smuggler's Song" for the way they portrayed innocence within a web of criminal activity, and the sense of knowing something you are not supposed to know:
These illustrations are from a children's retelling of Gulliver's voyage to Lilliput:
And from The Twelve Labors of Hercules:
From Sinbad the Sailor:
This illustration of a Cyclops really struck me, specifically because of the long flaps on its ears and chin:
The Aladdin illustrations are... YIKES, with Aladdin himself looking like the whitest white boy:
And don't even get me started on the evil magician's design. YIKES. Ugh:
Compare him to the characters we are supposed to root for and an ugly story of racism is told:
From Huckleberry Finn:
LOVED this illustration of Tom and Huck as defiant little devilish imps, and it takes on a whole other resonance when one thinks about the "Alright then, I'll go to hell" monologue that comes later in the book (and isn't in this anthology, of course):
The Christ-Child in "The Selfish Giant" showing His wounds:
The Snow White illustrations are SOOO GORGEOUS and unique. LOOOOK AT THEM:
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Left a little confused as to the state of Flambeau's Frenchness given the lack of anything obviously French about Dadbeau . So I wanted to do a little check in with the fandom to see how we all feel re: Flamby's Frenchness or lack thereof. (Answer based on your own personal feelings/head canon rather than what you feel the "correct" answer is).
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my favourite thing to read w my mother when i was a kid was always oscar wildes stories we cld never get to the end of one without both of us crying
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Genuinely love how hypocritical they set Dean up to be in s2. We're 8 episodes in and so far we've dealt with Dean's struggle to accept his father's deal 3 whole times. He's talking about how difficult it is knowing he's the reason their dad's dead, getting angry at Evan for trading his life for his wife's because "you didn't do it for her, you did it for yourself" "did you ever think how she might feel?" just SO furious at him that he took that choice from his wife and doomed her to a life without him. Not even talking about "what's dead should stay dead!". They're laying it on THICK and I am rubbing my hands together gleefully
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Platonically adore my psych for a number of reasons but a big one is that her whole practice is committed do de-colonising and stripping anglo christian values from therapy. Discussions on violent urges and guilt below the read more
So in my last session when I was like "I know I am a bad person because I solved most of my problems growing up with violence and genuinely enjoyed doing so what if I'm the next jack the ripper no one should enjoy violence" and my psych just uno reverse cards me and goes "Nah fuck that, all the examples of you hurting people are in situations where you were actively defending another person, often a minority, and gave warnings before attacking. Its bullshit that people are 'allowed' to hurt you but if you hurt them back you're suddenly the monster. Fuck that. You had your power stripped away and found a way to get it back, of course that felt good" and then we spent the last like ten minutes flipping between being nostalgic about past fights and talking about subjects like the military, police brutality and the way the western world moralists and demonised violence from any individual or group other than the ones that support the oppressive status quo
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there is something so poetic about reading an old book.
my fathers copy of Oscar Wilde’s short stories, given to me because they always made him cry. it is yellowed with age, and its spine is so frail. there are lost pages where it was loved to destruction. the faded remnants of a school stamp. the price scrawled across the first page.
the selfish giant, and the happy prince.
stories that have made people cry, think and feel, for years.
stories, passed from author to child, from child to the world. from my father to me.
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GGS, durian bracket: second chance battle 3
The selfish giant has no propaganda
Gamekeeper propaganda
Lain Chu propaganda
Mountain propaganda
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8 and 12 for Astrid?
Thank you for sending me so much drawing inspiration <333
8. Who was their first love?
Her first "love" (as loathe as she is to admit it) was an all-encompassing adoration of one of her handlers, back when she was still mostly-human. She was kept isolated in a place called the Citadel, under the watch of a group of zealots who only wanted to use her as a sacrificial lamb to unlock magic for themselves. Most of them regarded her with cursory tolerance, but one in particular showed her occasional scraps of kindness, and she believed it to be love--which her neglected, young heart returned exponentially. When she escaped the Citadel, he hunted her down multiple times and played on her emotional tie to try to get her to return.
12. How does this character handle stress?
Rather explosively! It's common for violet flames to start leaking from her body when she's stressed. She has a quick temper and tends to react sharply to people, with a smattering of expletives for good measure. She doesn't like to lose control in public and would much rather escape to explode privately.
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