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collinsportmaine · 7 months ago
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When I came across this photo, at first glance I thought it was from “Laura” starring Gene Tierney. Then I realized the actress was Joan Bennett!
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The photo is from “The Woman in the Window” (1944). Bennett costarred with Edward G. Robinson in a complicated plot involving accidental murders and the attempts to cover them up. Only to discover at the end, it was all a dream!
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soulmusicsongs · 1 year ago
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Woman In The Window - Esther Marrow (Sister Woman, 1972)
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formywriyinglalala · 9 months ago
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this genuinely breaks my heart
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lampshading3 · 2 years ago
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woman in the window 2/22/23
my rating: 4/10
rating based off the movie alone: mid af. amy adams was worth it but nothing else was. full of overused tropes and underdeveloped characters. not a terrible watch but i wouldnt reccommend it unless you Love amy adams. i think some of the shots were also interesting (esp with one of the twist reveals), but they dont seem to care in any other department
rating based off having read the book first: the weaknesses of the movie are amplified by them all being because it couldnt be assed with half the books actual plot or most of the main characters characterization. the main character having friends online and other people that *that like her* is important so she can remain somewhat grounded. her being a child psychologist is important to aid the final twist, but is barely a throwaway line in the movie. this movie seemed hellbent on making sure the mc was a sad miserable lonely woman the entire time and it made me like the book more even tho i initially didnt. 
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huariqueje · 9 months ago
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Sweet dreams in moonlight  -    Ksenya Istomina,
Russian, b. 1991   -
Oil on canvas ,   100 x  80 cm.
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mediumgayitalian · 6 months ago
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i keep seeing sad posts talking about "may castellan making sandwiches every day waiting in hopes that her son will return" and.
guys.
there is no hope for may castellan. she is not waiting at the door with lunch and a tentative smile, waiting for him to come home even though he didn't yesterday, or yesterday, or yesterday, or yesterday. "in hopes" implies that there will come a day when that hope fades. in hopes implies she knows the odds are bad. in hopes implies reality will eventually catch up to her.
there is no hope for may castellan.
she is not waiting in hopes for her son to return. she is preparing, day after day after day (after day after day after day after day after) for the inevitability that luke will return to her. she does not know he is dead. she does not understand he is gone. she does not realize that time has passed; to her luke is nine, still. to her she is still placidly awaiting to return of a fourth grader. luke is not nineteen and betraying his camp. he is not twenty and housing a titan. he is not twenty one and watching his friends get slaughtered in an arena, twenty-two and forcing his sister to hold up the sky, twenty three and realizing, soul shuddering in his chest, that he has made a mistake he can never take back, that he can never undo what he has done.
luke castellan to his mother is a child who has not yet lost all his baby teeth. the cookies she makes for him are soft, because she remembers that. he still leaves the crust behind on his sandwiches. he has scrapes on his elbows and dirt on his nose. he flinches before he hugs her. he spends a lot of time outside, but he comes home before dark.
may castellan's tragedy is not that she is penelope waiting for odysseus to one day return and we know that he will not. may castellan's tragedy is that she does not understand her hero has left at all. may castellan's tragedy is that she will never understand, and she will continue to age, and continue to deteriorate, and one day she will die and she will spend eternity walking the dying poplar fields, whittled down to the memory of something missing from her.
there is no hope for may castellan.
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alrauna · 7 months ago
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ToshiaSan | Art (@toshiasan)
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marejadilla · 22 days ago
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Dina Brodsky, “After Vermeer”, 2011, oil on mylar, "One More Shelter" serie, Miniatures. Originally from Minsk, Belarus, lives in New York.
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henk-heijmans · 9 months ago
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Young woman in Pueblo window, ca. 1925 - by Forman Hanna (1882 - 1950), American
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balkanparamo · 2 months ago
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The Woman by the Window: Sheer fabric
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eyesforgrace · 6 months ago
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Karina Avakyan
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shy-girl04 · 2 months ago
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Books
My preferred way to travel is not a plane but a book. How wonderful it is to be transported somewhere new without having to leave your bed.
Michael Faudet
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yourdaisy · 7 months ago
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once i fix me, he's gonna miss me.
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fictionadventurer · 4 months ago
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Slumber party question! What's your earliest memory of encountering beauty? The first thing you can recall where you looked at something and were struck by how beautiful it was?
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theconstantnymph · 11 months ago
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Une femme à sa fenêtre, 1976
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classic-art-favourites · 1 year ago
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The Crystal Ball by John William Waterhouse, 1902.
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