"the casts of tv shows used to do horny/silly photo shoots" the word missing from your post is "magazines," it was magazines that were commissioning and publishing those
i’ll give my period a smooth 3.5 days to do her biggest ones. but on day 4? i decide that i am spiritually, emotionally, mentally, and physically done. she better figure that shit out, because i’m not about to dedicate anymore time to that nonsense.
I love how they found a way to use a blood test for men’s prostate cancer, but I still have to get my titties slammed in a press and my cervix scraped with a brush...
O Canada Day já é meio caidão devido a sem-gracice natural do canadense, mas esse ano em particular tbm caiu num dia que estar fazendo 36 graus... o caralho que vai sair do ar condicionado hoje, disculpaê celebrantes de windsor
Since the 'Werwulf' trailer has released earlier today, I've seen a lot of debate over Robert Eggers, and his dark films about evil and madness, & it feels that no one really sees what he is really doing.
Robert Eggers is giving visual form to ancient Slavic and Germanic fairy tales. He is more of a folklorist than a filmmaker.
But he doesn't use folklore as decoration. Rather, he treats it like a buried language still muttering beneath modern life. He understands the shadow symbolism to it's very core.
In "The Witch," the forest is not just a forest, but the old fairy tale border where God, hunger, sex, fear & the Devil all start wearing the same face. The forest is the soul lost in the physical realm, a soul who has forgotten its divine essence.
In "The Lighthouse," two men become trapped inside a sailor’s curse, part Proteus, part Prometheus, part drunken nursery rhyme dragged through saltwater madness. Both men are a reflection of one another, while simultaneousy realizing they are simply characters in a divine yet mad play.
In "The Northman," revenge is not a plot device, but an ancient spell, the kind sung around fire before men learned to pretend they were civilized. Christianity itself is so misunderstood to that primeval man that he thinks it's perceived 'cannibalism' of the sacraments is barbaric.
And "Nosferatu" turns the vampire back into what he always was: not a sexy monster, but plague, lust, aristocratic rot, & death knocking politely at the bedroom door, waiting to consume you the moment you let lust overwhelm you.
Eggers understands that fairy tales were never cute. They were warnings, rituals, maps of terror, & little knives passed from one generation to the next. Frankly, we need more filmmakers like him who do not fear to take a deep dive into the abyss of the human soul. In that sense, he is a less surreal David Lynch, yet has all the dream-logic of a fire-lite-told story of old.