thinblood

stinking up the room with my amazing digital pit sweat

a tired mime on break leaning against nothing and smoking an invisible cigarette

mike flanagan’s hill house could have been the best show in the world and it would still be a profoundly misogynistic reimagining of its source. the process of adaptation simply cannot be ignored, regardless of the adaptation’s quality as a standalone work; to adapt anything is to converse with it, and mike flanagan’s conversation with shirley jackson looks like reminding her that her place is in the family. the show is not propaganda, but it is inarguable that as a man and a patriarch, mike flanagan does socially benefit from absolving the gendered family structure of its place in the horror. likewise, he benefits from a telling of carrie where margaret white is ultimately benevolent, if misguided, and any trauma she may have experienced has simply made her wiser about “this world and the dangers” of which her naïve young daughter lacks awareness. i am not suggesting consciously conservative beliefs; i am acknowledging that he is likely unconsciously drawn to “fix” stories in this way because it further reifies his social position.

Growing up, older folks would always get confused when I expressed familiarity with media from their childhoods and would act incredulous when I attempted to explain the concept of reruns. They'd be like "How do you, a child of this fallen era, know of Looney Tunes" and I'd be like "Because it has never not been playing on television" and this would seem to be brand new information to them

Gimme 1 margarita and I saw off my leg!

Larry spends five seconds with Armand and immediately steps in front of a train. Daniel survives a week of Armand's psychological warfare and still argues with him while Armand tries to convince him that dying is a great idea. Skill issue i guess. No wonder they're made for each other