Phthalo.Blues

shawn and supriya both saying they're on board with the ship and that they played it as a flirtation in s1

shawn, a 2 decade collaborator with john wells, read the first script and saw the potential straight away

a deleted scene in which abbot defends samira in a room she isn't even in and declaring her the smartest one in the er

abbot having a ridiculous samira radar and his eyes finding her in some way whenever they're in the same room

both being lonely workaholics pushed forward by their grief

the literal showrunner saying they would be good for each other

jack letting samira be the second person in the world to conduct a risky medical procedure and body blocking walsh to tell her she can do it

him peacocking practically everytime she's near and getting shy when she acknowledges him

samira being the ONLY person he cannot make his notorious eye contact with and the person he cannot flirt with smoothly

her being visibly attracted to his actions (donating blood while working and paying for her patient)

the fact that he can soothe her anxiety enough to the point that she can focus on something else

she is also comfortable enough in his presence to sit down and talk while he is trying to clean his wound

shawn also saying that samira is jacks favourite

So why didn’t Langdon go back to work at a different hospital after rehab?

“The ER is a revolving door.”

So why didn’t Dana pivot her career to forensic nurse after being assaulted?

“The ER is a revolving door.”

So why didn’t Whitaker decide to do his intern year at a rural hospital?

“The ER is a revolving door.”

But why is it that women of color are the only ones being kicked out the door?

prev, i'm sure you mean my guy Leonid Pasternak

"Ash? The redneck stoner with a mullet? The guy that lives in Ellen's basement? Absolutely fucking not! He's gonna give you an STD just by bein around him!"

"I think Jo's got the eye for ya, and since I don't want Ellen on my ass, you're gonna have to let her down easy. She's too much woman for a guy like you, abd chances are she'll stab you in your sleep"

"I don't want you talkin to that Crowley kid. I don't like his attitude, and his mama's clearly some kinda witch. That boy is gonna string you along and break your heart, and I ain't about to go to jail for putting a bullet through his head."

"No, you're not going to Lisa's house. That's final. You two either have your little study session in your room with the door open or not at all"

"Don't even think about it- Dean, that Cajun boy is a military brat! He's nothing but trouble and noncommitment! And no son of mine is gonna end up a widow to a man named 'Benny'. Not even a Benjamin"

"You ain't seeing Amara again! That woman is too old for you. I don't care if you're a legal adult! While you're livin under my roof, you ain't seeing anyone older than 2 years your senior and that's being generous."

"Here" John hands Dean a taser. "If that new snot-nosed British brat starts talkin to ya, use it on him" Dean cringes, "Ketch? Gross dad. He ain't exactly my type."

"Yeah, well, your track record is shit, and I saw him eyeing your mom yesterday. I just want you to give him a warning shot for me"

And one day, during the holidays years later, Dean brings home Castiel

And John does the whole "puffed up chest, cold shoulder, critical eye" thing where he's trying to size Cas up

And Castiel, dorky lil dude in a hand-me-down trenchcoat and a crooked tie, meets John's stare every time. Answers all his leading questions and sarcasm with stoic confidence and defiance. Openly presses himself against Dean's side on every opportunity, staring John down as if to dare him to call them out on it

Cas has heard the horror stories of Dean's dating life growing up

The final shots we see of Simon show him being assimilated by the blood ocean. We hear Simon's screaming gradually distort into a roar, and there are fang-like teeth growing on the side of his face:

The blood is mutating him into another monstrous fish. This implies the voice speaking to Simon had once been human too, but had since become the monster we've seen throughout the film, having burst out of (not bitten into) the SM-8.

The voice says, "We can save everyone, within us!!" which makes sense if we recall the line from earlier in the film about the blood ("It's us"). It's stated that the blood is human blood, and may even be what remains of the humans that were taken in the Quiet Rapture. As people (like the woman from the SM-8, and like Simon now) are sent down into the blood ocean, are irradiated, and mutate, they are absorbed into a sort of hive-mind connection with the blood itself. (It's sort of an antithesis to the repeated refrain of "It's bigger than us"...no, it literally is us.) Simon and the ship are already part of it--an iron lung, built by what is found in blood (perhaps distilled from it) and refilled with oxygen as if the blood is a body using it to breathe.

Then we follow Simon under the surface of the blood and see the following shots (I've taken down the saturation for clarity). The tree pendant cracks and shoots out tendrils:

Simon resurfaces, and his eye (below) flashes and changes color, becoming more like the giant eye we've seen throughout the film. His mutation seems to be progressing.

It cuts to black and the voice says, "We live." Then it cuts to an exterior shot of an explosion, ripping through the monster, and dark shapes start to shoot out from the center of where the ship had been.

Some people have interpreted this as the completion of Simon's transformation, but it isn't. This isn't a fish or even a tentacled sea creature. It's a tree. The trunk is the upper portion, and the roots are the tendrils spreading out towards the screen.

Simon's choice to hold onto hope allowed what was intended for evil to be used for good. The piece he carried of the Last Tree touched the blood, and, as if to fulfill what Eden had said ("our bodies will become the soil"), used it to grow, destroying the monsters as it did. The blood can nourish something now ("we live"), as it is meant to, even if (just as with the data) we don't get to see what it becomes.

movies right now are absolutely terrified of silence. every spare second is crammed with motion and noise and information. there’s always something new to look at, something new to process. look here. now here. don’t blink. don’t breathe. it’s constant stimulation. there’s no room left for a moment to land before the next one is already gone.

there’s good sci fi horror out there that do silence and restraint well. i can immediately think of under the skin, annihilation, and ex machina. sometimes the silence is the point. personally i think iron lung works in that lineage.

this isn’t a movie that will let you sit there and passively consume. this is a movie full of visual and audial clues waiting for you to unravel them. this is a movie that wants you to notice your breathing. to feel the silence press in until it’s oppressive.

isolation is the movie. it’s you alone with your thoughts, with time stretching and warping, with nothing to distract you from the constant dread creeping in. it’s not the monsters out there that you’re afraid of. not the constant drip, drip, drip of impending doom. but you, alone, in an endless sea of red.

can you count your breaths in the silence? can you hear your heart beating in your ears? can you live with yourself?

"I just wanna live...Is that so wrong? Why doesn't anybody else want that?"

fuck donald trump

fuck ICE

immigrants are not illegal

free palestine

black lives have and will always matter

trans rights forever and always

pro choice

healthcare should be free

house the homeless

keep religion out of schools

LGBTQ+ rights

fuck the tories