"I remember when we were shooting this scene, she was on the street [and] she almost got hit by a car… and I would tell her ‘Just be fearless, don’t worry about it’ and she would just step right out there and you could hear the clack of the buttons on her coat as it hit these cars." — David Fincher, Fight Club DVD commentary.
Saoirse Ronan as Agatha in Wes Anderson’s The Grand Budapest Hotel (2014)
this wasn’t supposed to be my life.
when we talk about women in refrigerators it’s not always something super literal
i don’t imagine in writers room across the globe they’re all sitting there like “well we’re out of ideas let’s fridge another one” (but maybe they do i have no idea)
but what’s happening consciously or unconsciously writers are deciding that women are more valuable dead then alive. this goes way back. this is poe saying there’s nothing more poetic than the death of a beautiful woman. this is a dozen pre raphaelite paintings of ophelia drowning because they found her suffering erotic. this is the first reaction to laura palmer’s body being found being, “she was so beautiful.”
fuck this. fuck this.
i’m sick of writers getting passes. fuck this. our strong women are taken from us. we don’t get survivors. we don’t get triumph. women get chopped into artistic little pieces for the male heroes to choke own because we’re more valuable this way. because this way you don’t have to worry about our hopes and fears and opinions because we’re dead and dead women tell no tales. they can’t speak out against injustice because men took their tongues. and they think it’s beautiful. death, the ultimate passivity, the ultimate waiting room, is the most beautiful thing of all. there’s nothing more poetic than the death of a beautiful woman.
women matter. they matter when they are living. not listening to women while they’re still breathing is a failure and should not be regarded as anything else. it is a failure with very serious effects
"Elm trees? How many pages can you write about dying trees?"
Finally a mug that displays who I am inside
Awyeahh I’m so happy that sale worked out for you, and I am so honored to have something of mine be a part of your home, thank you for sharing this! ;u;
sam winchester being a totally selfish asshole (◡‿◡✿)
“Eva” is a story that repeats. It is a story where the main character witnesses many horrors with his own eyes, but still tries to stand up again. It is a story of will; a story of moving forward, if only just a little. It is a story of fear, where someone who must face indefinite solitude fears reaching out to others, but still wants to try. We hope that you look forward to the 4 new retellings of this story.
― Hideaki Anno
THIS IS MY FAVOURITE THING EVER