#so 2004 of you 2004.

[jayjamjary]

HAHAHA I WIN! NUANCED UNDERSTANDING OF SOCIETY WINS!

We had to watch a shitty 2004 King Arthur movie for a class I'm in where the only thing I could appreciate was the costuming (which, to my limited understanding of historical fashion, was pretty good) and for my analysis of the film I wrote about how the like. One relevant woman. Was just used as a cheap "girl power" move without any real respect for women as people behind it and how the film perpetuated unrealist and violent standards for men and do you know what my teacher said after giving me a 100% on my analysis?

"I think that is the best observation I've read in years, and it's enough that I may include this angle of gender studies with it [the film] next year."

Yayyyyyyyy! She liked my last analysis too. I'm winning. The feminism flows through me and I'm being told good job for it, this is great.

[abisalli]

*grabs you by the neck like a kitten*

[tomwambsgays]

despite everything, it's still you

[majorrager86]

how the fuck am i supposed to remain calm knowing that i’m going to see this scene in a theater with my own two eyeballs

[pigeonpalacade]

This review always struck me as something Adam would say

[okayto]

Neopets is so funny right now. It's a 24-year-old website and half its pages haven't been updated in 15 years. Its ostensible audience is children. The core active audience appears to be nostalgic 20-40-year-olds. Old code means no accounts or pets can ever be renamed. The virtual pound is full of virtual pets named after Justin Bieber. It has an economy and inflation is rampant. New ownership is combating this with the stimulus of random super-rare items via daily quests and events, while the equivalent of Neopian Upper-Crust complain that their investments are deflating. You can't say seaweed or grapes.

[moonyflesh]

Scott Patterson behind the scenes of Saw lV - (2007) as “(Special Agent) Peter Strahm”.

[sorrowlikefalling]

seeing people go, "i cant believe gerard did convincing drag!" is so funny to me because how can you not believe it? look at him circa im not okay music video and tell me thats not your girlfriend.

[featherwhiskered]

i like to think lawrence looks ready for the casket and adam looks like he just succumbed to being hit by a car when they sleep

[cary-elwes]

[deoidesign]

Worry free, guarantee!

loved painting this one, I love illustrated advertisements

[fredbydawn]

once again putting this in the ‘saw gender thing’ corner of my brain cuz it’s got me THINKING

[sparrow-sage]

Was completely emotionally devastated in the best way by Till the Road and Sky Align by the incredible @helloitsbees!!

I needed to draw That Scene in the gallery from Chapter 33 because I couldn't stop thinking about it and the romance,,,,,

[zer0point5ive]

“the worst they could do is kill you” actually the worst they could do is crawl closer to you instead of leaving even though they’re currently bleeding out after cutting their own foot off with a hacksaw in order to escape and the door is open for the first time since you both woke up in this room, just to pull you away from beating the now lifeless body of the man who was about to kill them and proceed to cup your face with the sort of tenderness that wasn’t meant for someone like you, wasn’t meant for either of you not here not now, before saying things that you both so desperately want to believe but know deep down are near impossible all while you feel the searing ache of the bullet wound they put there not moments earlier and then, even as they start to make their way towards the door, even as their shirt slips out of your grasp and your scrabbling fingers can no longer reach their wrist and the chain around your ankle starts to feel like your fate, they still turn back to assure you that they wouldn’t lie to you. if you’re adam saw 2004

[moominmammaonhero1n]

Oh would you look at that……. Magnus Archives. I can’t draw for shit nower days but I’ll try!!!!!!

[vampitheather]

in my head adam did find the key and pulled out a cd player for the next six hours