If God didn't want me to use the em dash, why did he enshrine it in nature? In the horizon line—the lightning-harrowed bough—the canyon's pink striation—the pupil of the goat
Every few months another cultural institution gets trashed by some conglomerate for short term profit and loads of talented, hard working people lose their jobs. We mourn it and we move on, but this world is getting remade by those with no interest in art, culture, or people.
merry christmas! for @TheCut I wrote about The Holiday and why I now realize that jack black >>> jude law (but jude u can still call me) https://t.co/lTah4cm7d7
Jude Law may be the traditional heartthrob in Nancy Meyers’s 2006 seminal rom-com, The Holiday. But Jack Black is a revelation. His character, Miles, is a plucky daisy in a field of sunflowers, emotionally available and childless. @AnyaJaremko writes https://t.co/jwCRE9KecO
“Later she sat on the ground in the forest between school and home, and spring was so bright and beautiful, the warm air touched her so tenderly, she could almost feel herself changing into a flower. Her light dress felt like petals.”
happy spring from William Steig
It's funny to imagine Zack Snyder discourse in other forms of art. Everyone freaking out when Thomas Kincade, the Master of Light, drops a new painting of a cottage that totally changes the game
In Citizen Kane (1941), a scene is interrupted with the sudden appearence and loud screech of a cockatoo. After much speculation from people on its symbolism, Orson Welles admitted that he put it in there to wake up any audience members who might be dozing off.