#the tin god

[mariocki]

Jennifer Wilson guest stars as Ruby Benson, the frightened wife of an escaped prisoner, in Gideon's Way: The Tin God (1.14, ITC, 1965)

[tinukis]

live laugh luffy

[hopeinthebox]

bts + make up a guy pt.3

[the-interidiot]

[novelconcepts]

Hey, isn’t it fun how Agatha All Along gives away its biggest twist (that the Road never existed, that it was entirely a fabrication of Agatha’s from the jump) in its title? I just think that’s neat. Here’s an entire story built around the idea that we have to walk the Road. It’s not real, btw. It was Agatha all along.

[meamiki]

mira !!! :]

[ricky-mortis]

Curly haired Agent Curt Mega :D

[seeker-ophelia]

14 Days Until Veilguard

Technically 13 days, 23 hours and 27 minutes but who's counting...

I AM UNWELL

[mothgodofchaos]

I'm On Nightmare Duty.

[justtrashperson]

god they're so

them

[szollibisz]

domestic curtwen. that's it that's the post

ironically the quote is from mercy denied forever by józsef attila (translated by ozsváth zsuzsanna and frederick turner) honestly. ngl it's not a great translation, but the last verse was good

[mariocki]

A very young Michael Cashman makes his screen debut as Syd Benson, the loyal son of an escaped convict, in Gideon's Way: The Tin God (1.14, ITC, 1965)

[tinukis]

the beloved

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Clown to Equine communication failed; They are separate species.

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[smytherines]

This is such an interesting like 20-30 seconds to me. We go from this wholesome Sears portrait studio setup where Cynthia asks "is that Owen??" and they both grin like lovesick fools

Then Cynthia insults Curt and praises Owen and tries to recruit him. Owen looks surprised and shuts her down immediately, but Curt is (understandably) not thrilled about it and ends the call in a hurry

Owen says "what are you, jealous? You know I'd never work for the Americans," but Curt is already getting the flask out (hello rsd spiral my old friend)

And then we have Owen seeing the flask and saying "Oh Curt, no, not until we're out of here," and Curt responding defensively by mocking his accent and his concern, and then handing him the flask

Whenever I listen to 54 Below and hear Tessa say "when these two spies are together they are gay and unstoppable" I imagine that first image, and when Lauren says "until Curt's ego gets in the way" I think of the flask

I just find it fascinating because, to me, this is the moment it all starts falling apart. When it was just the two of them, before this call, they seem pretty happy to see each other. You certainly get the sense that they're competitive, and Curt initially seems a bit annoyed or embarrassed about Owen rescuing him, but uhh. I mean just look at them:

It isn't until Cynthia sort of pits them against each other, until the outside world starts to intrude on them, that things start to get tense. Curt starts dismissing Owen's concerns and taking bigger risks to prove himself, lying to Owen to take a bigger risk than Owen agreed to (Owen saying "make it four," and Curt deciding to set the timers for three minutes instead)

Just. Something about how painful it must have been for Curt to believe that he lost Owen not to some grand fateful accident that he never could have seen coming, but over something as small and petty and ultimately temporary as his own insecurity. That he wanted so badly to save face in front of a partner he loved and respected that he ended up getting that partner killed

And how painful it must have been for Owen to love Curt and trust him, only for Curt to lie to him and leave him for dead. How Owen must have thought back to this a thousand times and believed that it happened because Curt cared more about being the best than about him (which I don't think is correct, but is understandable from his perspective)

To have the kind of relationship that seemingly survived being separated by an ocean, and being property of two different governments, and being gay in the 1950s, and they still look at each other like that, and then to lose it all because you're so used to having to maintain this stereotypically masculine role in your hypermasculine profession. That seeing the man you love is dependent on you being the best, and trying to live up to that impossible standard is what ends up destroying the both of you

There's just something so fucking... tragic and futile about it

[factorydefaultlu]

Every morning I wake up and browse the wincest tag like it's the morning paper