It's a fucking incredible film and if you have to see one Robert Wise film that doesn't feature a metaphorical bastard son named Rolf or The Bowels of V'ger, then THE ANDROMEDA STRAIN is it, baby.
I'm going to see THE ANDROMEDA STRAIN in a theatre next week and I can't wait for the Philadelphia Film Society's novelty Pilot Helmet Whose Oxygen Mask Disintegrates in the Scariest Fucking Way popcorn buckets.
Boxer the Horse being tended to by the Mayor's Kid from RED DAWN in Hell.
"In 1902, politicians designed a lifetime ban to “eliminate the darkie as a political factor” in Virginia and guarantee “the complete supremacy of the white race in the affairs of government.”"
"As recently as 2016, 22 percent of Black Virginians were barred from voting for life."
"These trans people are much hotter than me and have a lot of drama I don't really care about" is why I largely avoid trans literature, and yet I still use social media.
Well, I'm calling it a night. Off to aegosexually fantasize about becoming a dehumanized entity, then hopefully wake up in about six hours to get to a food bank.
Love you all!
Excellent. I'll keep that in mind as I fall asleep!
Two out of three ain't bad! I'm working on a little of each myself *sleeps with CPAP and eye masks* *lifts weights 2-3 times a week* *potential BA/orchi ball swap in near future*
god. damn. *swoons*
Also, fuck LT and half the players on the Parcells/Belichick-era Giants, especially Dave Meggett.
FINE (spins wheel between "dronfication", "bimbofication", and "muscle growth")
I enjoyed SORRY TO BOTHER YOU when I first saw it and then I kept thinking about it and the more I thought about it the less I liked it.
Just stumbled upon this and I'm glad I'm not the only person who knows that Bo Jackson isn't the only unfair advantage in Tecmo Super Bowl
(LT is the only player in TSB to consistently block field goals, IIRC)
There's an animated sequence by "Michel Nondry" that, um, Armie Hammer shows Lakeith Stanfield demonstrating how the cocaine he just snorted turns the workers into horses.
It's 3:30 am and I'm rehashing mid-to-late 2010's discourse on things I never liked in the first place rather than gooning before I fall asleep like I should be doing.
And since it's Late 2010's Night in The Discourse, I don't hate Boots Riley because Megan Ellison produced his new movie.
I hate Boots Riley because SORRY TO BOTHER YOU was so fucking didactic. And I *still* don't know what that Michel Gondry jab was about.
People are trying hard on Book Insta to recommend The Great Believers by Rebecca Makkai and jfc the only character I identified with was the gay man who died alone of AIDS.
That neoliberal rallying cry: "All You Fascists Bound to Tie"
Graphic from Google's preview of tonight's Game 2 of the first-round NBA Eastern Conference playoff series between the Philadelphia 76ers and the Boston Celtics, with the logos of each team on the top and showing the win probabilities of both on a tug-of-war style bar: 76ers (in royal blue): 13% Celtics (in green): 87% As a Sixers fan, fuck this mediocre franchise and their neutral evil (GM Daryl Morey) to outright evil (Epstein pick-me Josh Harris) front office and ownership. (The players are fine, I guess.)
Going on Polymarket for the Sixers/U.S. nuclear strike parlay.
I’m generally in favor of ridiculing Trump, but the TACO thing bothers me. He‘s threatened genocide in Iran. He’s called for the execution of members of Congress. We *want* him to chicken out.
FINALLY, THE BIRTH OF DRONEKINK
I'll say it before and I'll say it again: to be a Sixers fan is to hate basketball.
You think Magneto is right. I think the Villain of the Week who turns themself into a monster and is powerful until act three is right. We are not the same.
I know a lot of trans people who justifiably say they wouldn't choose this life for themselves due to all the fucking bullshit inflicted by others, but I probably would every time.
I want to see the day where a lot more people *would* choose to be trans because it's fucking awesome.
Not "gay" as in "happy", but "aegosexual" as in "oh god this is so fucking hot it makes me want to masturbate and only masturbate, and maybe the odd blow job once or twice a decade".
YOU TAKE ROSALIND FRANKLIN'S NAME OUT OF YOUR SCUMMY MOUTH, CHAT G P T
🧵Important thread for allies to the trans community— queer & straight alike.
There are 📣ACTION ITEMS here to put your thoughts & feelings about all of this to work.
My mom was a real "it has kids in it" parent, which is how we watched RADIO FLYER and THE MAN WITHOUT A FACE before my tenth birthday...
...when she and my dad took me and my eight-year-old sister to see FORREST GUMP.
The 1974 Soviet comedy "Unbelievable Adventures of Italians in Russia" has what might be the most insane and dangerous stunt ever filmed (no models, no CGI) when a Tu-134 airliner lands on a highway full of cars.
(Actually an airstrip painted to look like a highway, but...real cars, real plane!)
Suhweet!