I have a lot of opinions on Zach Braff’s kickstarter (for the record, they are mostly identical to my opinion on the Veronica Mars kickstarter and that’s a show I love to death) but it’s really all pointless because fuck it, he’s going to get enough money to make his movie and that’s fine and I’m going to continue to struggle to pay rent and that’s fine too because that’s how life is supposed to go! And eventually I’ll probably illegally download the movie and watch ten minutes of it before I say “UGGHHHHHHH WHITE PEOPLE” and turn it off (and then later put it back on so I can liveblog my hatred all over the internet). So who cares! Really, all I want to know is why you guys are encouraging another story about a thirtysomething year old manchild (named Aidan. AIDAN!) trying to *find his identity* because holy shit, aren’t you sick of that shit? Wouldn’t you rather watch anything else than Zach Braff traipsing around in a robot space suit to a soundtrack of sad white dudes singing about how they feel about being sad white dudes?
All the truths.
Leading Men Age, Leading Women Don’t | Vulture
There are more charts if you click through.
I’m so glad this info graphic is going around, because so many people don’t realize how ageism and misogyny play hand in hand and how the sexualization of young girls play into this.
Thank you Disney. It took 70 years and a push from Pixar, but you FINALLY gave us a mother/daughter adventure.
Bless you for not killing her/making her evil/pushing her off to the side.
I just want to take a moment to have some serious gushing about the symbolism in this movie, because this gifset is actually really good for it. I was watching the commentary the other day after buying this movie, and there’s a point where they mention how you can TELL Elinor used to be feisty and quite fiery in her youth, much like her very headstrong daughter, but everything about her now is that of a dignified lady who has had to rein herself in to be the diplomat for their kingdom.
Early in the film, you see her walk in a very closed fashion. She holds herself tightly, does not gesture broadly, rarely speaks up. Even her weighted, heavy dress and the way she wears her hair show her as being restrained by the duties she has put upon herself.
Then… the events of the movie occur, and in the end, you see her in a loose flowing dress that seems almost more like something Merida would wear. She’s excitable, going out and doing things with her daughter, and her long hair is no longer tied back, but instead neatly pinned and flowing. In essence, Elinor herself opened up. She let go and found herself becoming more accepting.
Merida wasn’t the only person who learned a lesson about family and responsibility in this movie. Elinor learned that she had to let go now and then in order to relate to, and to understand, her daughter better. It wasn’t just Merida growing up, it was Elinor finding that middle ground and standing firmly on it, supporting her daughter’s beliefs when she realized that Merida wasn’t the only one who hadn’t listened.
She hadn’t, either, and Merida was not the only one at fault. The result was not just a one sided lesson, but a beautiful, rounded story of a mother and a daughter finding out that their differences are what really make them so alike, and finding that place to stand together. Maybe they won’t always see eye to eye, but they’ve now learned that they must have open conversation and understanding to hold their family together, and both women grew up immensely in that moment of realization.
In short: it’s not just my own Scottish heritage that makes me love this movie. It’s that this film is so indicative of the relationships so many young women feel themselves in with their mothers, and I personally am no exception. Elinor and Merida speak to women and daughters everywhere, young and old, and the lesson they learn is one we can all adhere to, no matter how hard it sometimes feels to accept that.
I have something in my eye.
Remember when I went to go see this movie with my mom and she had no idea what it was going to be about because she wanted to see “snow white and the huntsman” instead? And then ALL WE DID WAS HOLD HANDS AND CRY???
It actually really, really frustrates me sometimes because every single one of my male friends wrinkle their nose when this movie comes up as one of my favourite Pixar films of all time. They’re all like, ‘the story though - the story wasn’t interesting’ and I just want to strangle them and go, ‘to you maybe, but that might be because for THE FUCKING FIRST TIME PIXAR ACTUALLY SPOKE DIRECTLY TO A FEMALE AUDIENCE AND THEY FUCKING NAILED IT SO HARD THE HOUSE FELL THE FUCK DOWN’.
Nailed it.
This is breathtaking.
film motifs: The Ronettes in Little Shop of Horrors (1986, dir. Frank Oz)
Always loved their outfits.
The Alan Partridge movie is coming!
"The real horror here is that Boys Don’t Cry was based on a true story. Brandon Teena was a real person, who was really brutally raped and killed. The scene that McFarlane is making a sexualized joke out of really happened to a real human being who really died. Because according to McFarlane, breasts exist for men’s amusement, and the total violation and murder of people with breasts is just a big joke because the bodies of women and FAAB people are just hilarious.
When McFarlane reduces Swank’s amazingly powerful performance down to a punchline about her body, he’s doing more than making light of her talent. He’s literally inviting people to laugh at rape and murder. He’s construing breasts as existing for men’s pleasure, whether sexual pleasure or just to make fun of, all the time—even when they belong to people, like Brandon Teena in Boys Don’t Cry, who identify as men. Even when they are exposed as part of a badly injured body, like Charlize Theron in Monster—another film based on a true story. Even when they symbolize the racist sexualization of black women by white men, like Halle Berry in Monster’s Ball. Even when they’re visible during a violent gang rape, as passerby cheer the attackers on, like Jodie Foster in The Accused, once again based on a real-life attack. Even when, like Scarlet Johansson, another target of the boob song, personal nude photographs of them were leaked without consent."
Just watched Craiglist Joe. He was a bit of a wet blanket, but he made me feel bad about my boring life.
Light Houses is an event inspired by Lincoln West End Lights, whereby residents of a street or neighbourhood project films from their front rooms out onto the street, for the pleasure of neighbours and passersby.
Coming soon to the New Cross + Deptford Free Film Festival!
Swell!
