i do think you’re spooky

I think the key to appreciating the Knives Out movies is accepting that they take place in a setting where “world’s greatest detective” is something a person can be rock-star-level famous for. Everything proceeds from that. “Oh, but it’s not plausible that the Louvre would let Elon Musk rent the Mona Lisa” like, maybe not in our world, but that doesn’t matter. These folks don’t live in our world. We’re playing by Agatha Christie Cinematic Universe rules here – of course shit like that happens.

how is anyone supposed to watch dr strange wave his hands for 2.5 hours to "fix" the multiverse after seeing how an asian mother's acceptance of her daughter's queerness was the key to defeating evil across every conceivable reality. how.

yeah

Concept: Zuko sending izumi to a regular school so she could have some semblance of a normal childhood, she doesn't realize completely yet that she's the crown princess and that she's any different from her classmates. One day teacher sends home permission forms for s field trip and asks parents to help chaperone and izumi BEGS zuko BEGS him to chaperone the trip and zuko cant say no so he works around his schedule to go on this field trip with izumi and the rest of her classmates are like wtf wtf wtf the firelord is here??????

Zuko, standing beneath an official portrait of himself without realizing it: No, I’m pretty sure it is

And the tradition of Life Changing Field Trips with Zuko continues.

Piracy is a “victimless crime”? Idk i was kinda hoping there would be a victim. I want the mouse dead

I do wholeheartedly believe Wes Anderson is a sick sick freak. I like his movies but I definitely think this guy has like a hidden room in his spacious french apartment that he slips into quietly each night and it is just filled with tiny little doll replicas of all the actors he's ever used in any of his movies and he puppets them around and mimicks their voices and shit. and sometimes he'll text Owen Wilson pictures of his little doll with a comb or something from an untraceable number and pair it with like "see how I take care of you Owen?" and then the following day Owen Wilson will find him at the service table and go, "Geez Wes look at this," and Wes will pretend to be all concerned and horrified but there is this calculating almost eager look in his eyes that unsettles Owen Wilson. and the next time Wes is having a little soiree with all his actors, his beloved beloved actors, maybe Owen Wilson will accidentally get lost on his way to the beautiful bathroom and find that little room and see all those dolls and his throat will hitch with horror. And before he can call Bill Murray or Adrian Brody to look a dark silhouette will appear in the doorway and Wes looks sort of resigned when he says, "I see you finally found my secret, Owen," and Owen Wilson will try and pretend that he's fine with it but they both know better. and Wes will go (the look in his eyes back again) "We both know this can't get out, right?" and he'll grin very suddenly and Owen Wilson will laugh along very nervously and leave the room and eat some brioche and when the evening is over he will rush over to his Prius and frantically click his keys but over the cobbles on the beautiful beautiful street there is the sound of footsteps. and tears are running down Owen Wilson's cheeks but he can't say a word and Wes, emerging from the shadows, will gently touch him on the shoulder and say, "look, I'll drive you to the airport, huh?" and Owen Wilson will try to refuse but they both know it's futile. and, halfway through the drive, Wes Anderson will smile and say, "I'll miss working with you" and then perfectly jump and roll out of the car, wiping off his corduroy pants, while Owen Wilson's Prius swerves into a local patisserie, bursting into flames

Watch out boys we got a city slicker

Maybe if he was a little less fuckable we wouldn’t be in this mess