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gillian anderson undisputed master of the ‘stare into microscope then look up in profound astonishment’ school of acting

St. Mary Magdalene, Covered by her Hair, c. 1311, Collégiale Notre-Dame d’Ecuis, Eure, France

thinking about how in the first twelve episodes of the x files dana scully is practically giddy about her job and smiles all the time and flirts with her partner and laughs unrestrainedly like a teenager, and then beyond the sea hits and her world falls apart and for the WHOLE REST OF THE SHOW she becomes this serious, emotionally closed off young woman who rarely smiles past a smirk and doesn't want to tell the people closest to her how much she's hurting. thinking thinking thinking

we should ban americans from making movies

The thing about film adaptations of famous, and particularly pre-modern, literature is that they only really work when made with small budgets by insane directors. The Odyssey, for example, should ideally be filmed with painted sets, waves and boats made from papier-mâché, and starring a cast of ugly Levantine farmers who wear fantastical Greek theatre masks. This would not, alas, be a Vogue friendly product.