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what "death of the author" means:
a lot of people think the only point of engagement with art is just to decode exactly what the author was trying to say, and their intent is the "real meaning," and once you've figured out the real meaning you're done you've solved it. that's dumb and boring. don't do that.
things death of the author does not mean:
every interpretation is equally valid
you are forbidden to treat what we can know or reasonably guess about the author's intentions as something that matters to your interpretation at all
the only valid way to interpret fiction is to treat it like it's a documentary of events that really happened and never think about it in terms of "why would the creator, a human person, choose to present it this way"
authors shouldn't get to have opinions about what they intended to say through their work, they should shut up and let me tell them what it means because i know better
actually i, the person reading or watching or viewing this art, am the infallible source of real meaning, and everybody who disagrees with me is wrong including but not limited to the author
the audience is the infallible source of real meaning, not the author, and that's why they committed a war crime by not treating my own headcanons as authoritative
Legerdemain | VIII - Classic Pass
Classic Pass: A baseline card sleight, used to bring a desired card from the middle of a cut deck to the top. When done at speed it can be difficult to follow with the untrained eye. Considered a core skill for sleight-of-hand magicians, the Classic Pass is still a beginner-level move and is not foolproof. While the immediate reveal of a surprising card carries the trick, the motion itself is quite obvious, making it clear a sleight-of-hand has been performed. It also relies heavily on being viewed from directly in front. Any bystander who views the trick from an oblique angle, even one totally ignorant of card sleights, will clearly see the mechanics of the trick.
One of the things that strikes me the most about Wake Up Dead Man is the portrayal of Grace Wicks.
Normally when a character (usually a woman) who starts the story being villified and villainised, just as Grace was deemed "the harlot whore" for 60 years, their redemption in the eyes of the story comes from the revelation that they were a better person than people gave them credit for. Maybe they were a good mother, or did their best in the face of the deck being stacked against them.
With Grace, we don’t see that. I can’t recall any instance in the movie of her being a particularly good person, or a good mother to Jefferson Wicks, or a virtuous woman as befitting her name. A lot of her actions are recontextualised to be more understandable within the story, yes, but that’s not necessarily the same.
Grace is messy. Some would call her shallow with her focus on expensive brands. She’s unashamedly destructive. She probably wouldn’t have wanted her father’s church where she was pretty much held hostage for years to be named after her, even if the Wicks family weren’t in charge anymore.
And she STILL didn’t deserve what Prentice Wicks and her family did to her, whether she was a good person or not.
There are no perfect victims. Trauma, shocker, tends to mess with people’s mental state a lot, and they’re not always going to act the way people think they should. They can’t always be, well, graceful about it- I dare say they can’t be EXPECTED to be.
And people don’t have to be perfect or even particularly good people to be sympathised with as victims.
And it didn’t take anyone finding out about her secret better side or good deeds. All it took was one person - Vera - having a change in perspective, to consider things from Grace’s point of view and realise she never really had a chance to BE a better person, to plant that idea in the heads of the characters and the audience.
That poor girl.
Legerdemain | VIII - Classic Pass
Classic Pass: A baseline card sleight, used to bring a desired card from the middle of a cut deck to the top. When done at speed it can be difficult to follow with the untrained eye. Considered a core skill for sleight-of-hand magicians, the Classic Pass is still a beginner-level move and is not foolproof. While the immediate reveal of a surprising card carries the trick, the motion itself is quite obvious, making it clear a sleight-of-hand has been performed. It also relies heavily on being viewed from directly in front. Any bystander who views the trick from an oblique angle, even one totally ignorant of card sleights, will clearly see the mechanics of the trick.

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I don't remember finding fart jokes particularly funny even when I was a child.
Five year old me, watching a movie with fart jokes: "Oh, how gauche. They're pandering to the lowest common denominator."
All these industries with shortages of workers and they can’t figure out why.
Im proposing the hypothesis that the reason we don’t have enough doctors/pilots/bus drivers/etc is that maybe, just maybe, having your entire industry function as a lifelong hazing ritual isn’t the best recruiting strategy.
Doctors are subject to 8 years of post-secondary education and are forced to work 48 hour shifts.
Pilots and other transportation workers have absurd hours of service requirements that start your rest period as “the moment you shut the vehicle down” and can be as short as 9 hours in some cases.
Railroad workers have to be available on-call 6 days a week and be ready within two hours notice. They don’t get sick time.
Retail workers have to keep a veneer of politeness against any and all abuse or they can be fired.
Truck drivers get paid by mileage and rarely see pay for shipper or receiver delays.
Work should not be designed to make you a miserable burnout and yet here we are.
My beloved sent me gold and I wanted to share it.
friends-to-lovers fanfiction writers need to get it in their heads that just because they have unresolved trauma from their high school “homoerotic situationship” doesn’t mean all of want to be exposed to their (untagged!!) saccharine and vapid fetish…. imagine an impressionable user reads your o/n/e b/e/d trope fic and feels pressured to enter a monogamous romantic relationship, or god forbid m*rriage, the next time they have sex with a close friend or roommate. all because you’ve normalized this bullshit. get better coping mechanisms or is fluff the only thing in your skull as well?
recurring dead wife flashback where it becomes increasingly apparent that the person remembering her has dishonestly claimed a romantic dynamic to their relationship that never actually existed and erased any conflict that ever existed between them now that she's no longer able to say no to them
dead wife flashback where each time we see her she looks more confused and upset by how she's remembered, then desperate and furious, until she's hammering on the glass screaming to be let out
this isn't how it happened. you know this isn't how it happened. but you still keep coming back, keep disturbing my grave so you can play out your fantasies. voyeurs crowding around my autopsy, straining for the best view; pawing through my entrails like grubby butchers trying to find some golden meaning in blood and shit because you can't bear to face the cold light of truth. you just can't bear the thought of never having really known me at all.

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as a child i assumed that martha’s vineyard was a fancy private vineyard owned by martha stewart and the reason rich people vacationed there was because they were friends with martha
Something that gave H.P. Lovecraft nightmares is the work of my favorite artist. In "At the Mountains of Madness" he specifically mentions "the strange and disturbing Asian paintings of Nicholas Roerich."
This is what Roerich's paintings look like:
#hp lovecraft thought penguins were grotesque and horrifying#he was not a difficult man to frighten
"We would REALLY appreciate your hospitality." "Yes please. I just got beat like a tetherball by sabertoothed Alpine orangutans."
"Good grief counseling can prevent wickerman bullshit."
"Don't worry about [Monk]. He's on our si--well. He's norma--well. [long pause] He's with us."

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"We need you...to let us into the Amber Temple...so that we can destroy the Star Forge."
DM: The guards would like to know what you're doing here. Badly Concussed Cleric: [woozily] Bleeding, mostly.