My five year old daughter lost a tooth tonight and cried because she said her tooth had always been hers and now it was gone. She looked in the mirror and asked me if I could put it back. I’m constantly amazed by her beautiful soul and awareness. Five years on this earth and she already knows what it feels like to grieve something that used to be part of you. I had to hug her for a very long time. And now I’m sitting here thinking about how growing up is just an absurdly long series of tiny funerals for pieces of ourselves we weren’t ready to lose.
This is pure cinema craftsmanship. Using real performers strapped together to figure out how a Merged Monster actually moves before the VFX is exactly the kind of creative problem-solving that makes horror feel alive again. Peak Resident Evil energy.
looking at peoples outfits at the train station to learn from them. big jeans, baby tee, cute little jacket. i dont have a cute little jacket. i dont have anything
"You've got to clap like a seal when some 38 year old in the early-middle stages of alcohol-induced liver failure mumbles out 'women are whores' on SNL or white men will have no choice but to vote for fascism"
Obsessed with Manny in this movie like Okay I’m Scarface and I’m between 29-58 years old. Here is my best friend, a 21 year old Calvin Klein model I do everything with.
this tweet is very beautiful to me. i imagine the woman who wrote it as some sort of primordial man-eater, perhaps a reincarnation of circe. perhaps she knows bacchus personally, to address him so