#philip pace

[bugwolfsstuff]

Connor: *singing A Winter's Ball* Martha Washington named her feral tomcat after him

Connor: That's tr—

5 yr old Eliza Stoll-Pace: *in the same tone as the song* That's not true!

Malcolm (Hamilton's biggest hater and a stickler for accuracy): *snort*....

Connor (Hamilton's biggest fan): *stares at Malcolm*.....

[sergeantsporks]

No one point the similarities out to him, he'll explode.

[anxietyfluffy]

first batch of doodles are complete, now time to continue the rest :)

[beautifulgiants]

[callixton]

WEIRD OLDER QUEERS I LOVE YOUUU

[winxanity-ii]

huh??? y'all said y'all wanted a Hamilton x Epic crossover where Odysseus gets caught in a god-storm and wakes up in 1776?? bro’s like “Where am I?” and Hamilton’s like “THE EYE OF A HURRICANE.” meanwhile Telemachus is somewhere in Ithaca sobbing into a sea chart????????

THEY MET

THIS ISNT A DRILL

JORGE RIVERA-HERRANS AND LIN MANUEL MIRANDA HAVE OFFICIALLY MET

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[film-book]

Film Review: AFTER THIS DEATH: Mia Maestro Carries Lucio Castro's Thriller Through its Slumps [Tribeca 2025]

https://film-book.com/film-review-after-this-death-mia-maestro-carries-lucio-castros-thriller-through-its-slumps-tribeca-2025/?fsp_sid=45076

[v1x3n]

P U B L I C S E X

꒰ PAIRING : phillip graves x reader x shadow company (hint).

꒰ SYNOPSIS : your commander has an eye on you and fucks you so hard that all your co workers hear!

꒰ TAGS : smut - office sex, spanking, public sex, degrading words, humiliation, hair pulling, overstimulation, unprotected sex, p in v.

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your mewls fill up the room as your commander's large hand wraps around your hair, pulling the strands back whilst his cock fills your hole to the brim. his cum filled balls hitting off of your clit, the small nub overstimulated, the man behind you grunts grew loud, almost covering the sounds of your small pathetic whines.

“fuck!” Phillip groaned with a high volume, “you like th-this?” you nod weakly at his words. “Say it” he warns, a slap delivered to your round ass. his hands grip onto the flesh after as you whimper out, “i-i like it!”

“That's it” he almost moans out, his head falls back as his thrusts grow impatient. you look up and see the door, just on the other side of this list filled room was your co workers, your friends, men and women who respected you. would they respect you after this? oh god, could they hear you?

your mind snaps back as the very tip of his wet cock pushes against your g-spot in an angry kiss. you whine loudly, your eyes fall to the back of your head while your teeth tightly hold onto your bottom lip, on the brink of letting out your loud moans.

you didn't expect this to happen - well you wanted it too happen and you wished for it but you never had expected to be bent over your commanders desk, his hand pulling your hair back, your back arched and your ass bright red due to the smacks phillip had gave you, your cunt was overwhelmed, this had been going on for around an hour. his pace didnt stop and he was so fucking strong, manhandling you into any position he wanted you to be in. luckily for you, he had come, unluckily for you, he wasn't done with you yet. your short pencil skirt lifted up to your waist and your tights and panties ripped to create an opening for your holes and cheeks.

you had walked into there to ask him about a mission, you being his assistant would need to fill out some paperwork, but he couldn't keep his eyes off the way the bottom of your ass peaked from the small skirt, the way your blouse tightened in all the right places and the way your lipgloss was applied so perfectly. Within 5 minutes, all of that was messed up and you were crying, clenching around his thick cock and trying to keep your noises down to prevent your coworkers hearing your pathetic moans.

��c-commander!” you whine when his dick pulls out to thrust back in, harshly hitting the gooey spot deep inside of you, your mewls roll past your lips, “p-please! someone ca- hah! -can walk in!" Phillip scoffs at that, stupid worry. “dont- fuuckkkk!! -king care” he groans out, pressure growing in his stomach while he feeds you his cock.

The sound of skin slapping against each other fills out the room, probably echoing outside his office but at that moment he didn't care. “shit!” groaning while your pussy tightening around him, cum creating a ring around his cock. pressure coils in your stomach as you whine out, trying to bring your head to the table but his strong hands keep a grip onto the strands. you quickly approach your orgasm, body jerks at the overstimuation as a white liquid splatters all over his twitching cock, “so good f’ me, good f-fucking slut!” philip moans out loudly, his eyes close to focus on the way your tight cunt wraps around his dick, not letting him pull out as he finishes, “fuckking- hngg- whore”

cum fills your hole, deep inside of you and you subconsciously loosen, letting his dick slide from you and hits your spanked ass. you breathe out with heavy breathes while he pants, you clench due to you missing his big dick deep inside of your guts. Phillip sees your hole clamping and he snickers evilly, “miss me already, sweet’art?” your commander mocks.

After he cleans you up, your ripped tights and panties not able to be fixed so you have to take them off! Phillip said it was the smart thing to do and he's your commander so you have to listen to him. You buttoned your blouse back up and tried to sort out your hair, fixing up your make up and swiping off the mascara that rolled down your blush filled cheeks. Phillip put his cock away and sat in his chair, watching you tidy yourself up with a smug smirk on his face, your ripped clothes in his hands. 

“You better hurry, you got t’ hand in the paperwork by 7” he warns which makes you scramble out of his office. As soon as you left you met eyes with a few shadows. The awkward air mixed with the groups of soldiers peering over to you led to being hinted that they heard the entire thing. Trying to ignore all the looks through the day, you also try to ignore the way breeze hits your wet, cum filled pussy and your sensitive clit. you do end up forgetting about it until you accidentally drop a pen. Subconsciously bending down to grab it and your skirt lifts up - flashing the liquid that spewed from your messy pussy. The white slop dripping down your thighs, the burning eyes on you filling your cheeks with a  bright blush, you hear a whistle and your eyes snap back towards the sound. 

There you saw philip graves, standing outside his office, lingering in the doorway, he winked at you, “was round one not enough?” the smug words gaining a few snickers from the shadows, “slut.” Phillip smirks. Looking you up and down before walking up to you, 

“Wanna give 'em a show, sugar?”

[forsaken-headcanons]

I have a ridiculous amount of headcanons for Chance specifically, so here's my list :3 some of these are inspired by canon-ish info, some are completely from my brain cell (who is working very hard)

- can play piano and violin because of his parents, doesn't really care for either. He plays his violin like a fiddle sometimes just to confuse people.

- actually has a surprisingly low alcohol tolerance, gets tipsy quick

- trained himself to handle the taste of whiskey and fireball, but he doesn't actually like them. Prefers sweeter drinks or cocktails.

- makes fantastic mocktails and unhinged drinks (think the guy who makes feral cocktails on TikTok and stirs them with a Philip's head screwdriver)

- has VERY fast reaction time due to playing fast-paced games (spoons)

- SHOCKINGLY good at math, for having half a brain cell to his name. Especially when it comes to probability! He always knows if the odds are in his favor

- lowkey counts and functions in base 13. 13x4=52 and that's just kind of how his brain is wired now. Confuses the HELL out of other survivors by counting using 13 so much.

- VERY superstitious. not in a "666 scary :(" way, but he defo has his superstitions he follows

-> four leaf clover, rabbit's foot, or 777 = luck

-> other triple numbers have meaning to him too, but 777 is HIS special number

-> has never broken a mirror in his life, would have a panic attack if he did

-> doesn't believe in black cats being unlucky, but DOES believe that mistreating them would bring misfortune

-> washes all of his clothes and showers if he had a bad night (wash off the bad luck)

-> lowkey participating in witchy cleansing rituals without being aware of it

- typa guy to call his (romantic) partner his "lucky charm" and either bring them with him or something belonging to them (clothes, trinket, photo, maybe even lipstick marks lmao)

- gets slightly insulted when anyone sees the black fur on his clothes and jokes about black cats being unlucky (it's rabbit fur, not cat fur, but he's still insulted for those innocent kitties)

- is at least sort of aware that his luck is better than normal, so he sometimes gives lucky things he finds (like clovers) to someone he cares about instead of keeping it for himself. He doesn't really need the boost, and he knows it!

- can't cook for shit. His parents had people hired to do all that stuff for them, so when he moved out on his own, he ended up eating basically exclusively takeout, anything he could microwave, or at restaurants.

- favorite foods are snow crab, escargot (im projecting), and the baked cinnamon honey apples his maid used to make when he was a kid. LOVES garlic. Garlic butter, garlic sauce, garlic bread, he loves it.

- a little chubby! Sure, he's a twink, but with a diet like his? He's got a little meat on his bones. He's got a little bit of muscle to his arms too, from handling the recoil of his flintlock.

- got his flintlock from his dad, as his first gun. Refused to switch to a better one once he learned it.

- has very pale eyes, and is extremely light sensitive! Got his sunglasses for this reason, as a gift from his mom.

(Can I claim 🍀 🍋 (Lucky lemon) anon?)

I love these! They fit Chance so well. You made me think Chance was a spoiled rotten when he was a kid, bravo to you!

And of course! It's nice to have uou, 🍀🍋 anon!

[beautifulgiants]

After This Death

Starring Lee Pace, Mia Maestro, Rupert Friend, Gwendoline Christie, Philip Ettinger.

Including the source of this info because does anyone else hear Lee Pace and Sam Reid and think they have a similar tone of voice?

[literaryvein-reblogs]

Elements of a Mystery Story

Mystery stories revolve around a main character on a quest to solve a crime.

Also known as a whodunit or detective story, a mystery creates intrigue by revealing the identity of the antagonist only at the climax of the story.

Mystery writers drop clues throughout the plot to invite readers to join in the investigation.

A murder mystery novel can be categorized as a subgenre of crime fiction or detective novels.

The mystery genre has been entertaining readers for hundreds of years. Edgar Allan Poe was a master of mystery writing, with works such as his short story “The Murders in the Rue Morgue” from 1841. A good mystery has certain literary elements to intensify the suspense and build up to a big finale. These elements include:

A strong hook: A great mystery should invite the reader to try to solve the crime, and a great opening is critical to piquing their interest. A mystery should start with just enough information about the crime to build intrigue from the first line. This is the defining moment when a reader chooses whether or not they want to continue. If the dramatic element is missing from the beginning, the reader expects the rest of the book to be the same. The first chapter should initiate the mystery, aligning the reader with the central character on the crime-solving adventure.

An atmospheric setting: Stories in this genre should create an ominous, uneasy mood through setting to support the anxiety of an unknown antagonist lurking in the shadows. Think of Sir Arthur Conan Doyle’s Sherlock Holmes slinking through the London fog in search of a killer. Settings in mysteries also offer opportunities to plant clues and red herrings.

A crime: A crime is the event that fuels the plot in a mystery novel. Revealed in the first chapter, a crime creates the central conflict that launches the investigation, sending the main character on their quest and spurring the narrative arc.

A sleuth: At the heart of every mystery is a main character determined to solve the crime. Mystery writer Raymond Chandler created private detective Philip Marlowe to be a crime solver in his novels. A writer can raise the stakes by making the detective personally invested in solving the crime. Mysteries can center around an amateur investigator—an average citizen who solves the case. The character development of the sleuth is important; they need a backstory that connects them to the crime or the killer, and a motive that explains why solving this crime is important to them.

A villain: A mystery is often called a whodunit because the culprit is unknown until they’re caught at the end. The story follows their movements, which propel the story forward. The main character and the reader discover the criminal’s identity as the plot reaches its climax.

Narrative momentum: A mystery plot is in constant motion thanks to a cat-and-mouse narrative thread. The pacing will quicken the closer the plot moves towards the climax and the closer the main character gets to solving the crime.

A trail of clues: Clues are the literary element that allows mystery stories to engage readers on a deeper level than other types of fiction. The reader becomes an amateur sleuth, following the trail of clues to try to discover the identity of the culprit. When writing mysteries, an author needs to have an organized writing process in order to keep track of what clues they’re creating, when they appear, and who knows what in order to make sure the plot lines make sense.

Foreshadowing: Mysteries often drop hints of things that will happen in the future. This is known as foreshadowing. A writer can hint at a future event with a small clue or through character dialogue. Writers can be more or less direct with foreshadowing, either subtly hinting at future events or explicitly stating what will happen.

Red herrings: A good mystery throws the reader off track. Red herrings are an essential element in mysteries. These false clues build tension by creating other suspects and distracting the detective—and the reader—and leading them away from the real culprit. A writer creates red herrings by placing extra emphasis on an object, event, or character that catches a reader’s attention, making that element seem more significant than it really is to the storyline. In Agatha Christie’s And Then There Were None, there are 10 characters who are all potential suspects. Christie creates red herrings by killing off each character one by one, creating plot twists that send the reader into new directions in search of the killer.

A satisfying ending: At the end of great mystery novels there is the big reveal—the sleuth discovers the identity of the culprit. An ending should also provide an alibi for any other suspects to strengthen the identity of the real killer and eliminate doubt, tying up loose ends.

Source ⚜ More: Notes & References ⚜ Writing Resources PDFs A "Convincing" Mystery ⚜ Detective Story ⚜ Mystery Novel ⚜ Word List: Mystery

[try-set-me-on-fire]

Tagged by @homerforsure for the first wip Wednesday of the year! Here’s some of the buck goes home for the holidays fic i did not in fact finish during the holidays. Alas! Here’s to creativity and the time to peruse it in the new year!

“So you’re bisexual,” Philip nods, with the confidence of someone who watches a lot of vaguely progressive television shows with a lot of vaguely progressive plot lines and a couple of new vocabulary words for the middle aged. He drops the word so casually like it doesn’t still send a swoop of fear through Buck’s gut, because he doesn't live in a television show, and his life has never felt so cut and dried and definable. He thinks, as he so often does, a silent apology to Tommy, because he knows he was still kind of weird and nervous on dates with him six months in. Maybe he wouldn’t want to date himself either. Maybe he is bad at being- queer, bi, whatever. Maybe Hen was wrong when she said people come to this at their own pace, and he doesn’t need to find a label immediately or ever, and there’s no passing grade in homosexuality he has to achieve. He’s always struggled with things he wasn’t immediately good at, and it's throwing him off more than he’d care to admit to find out one of those things is, like, a whole part of who he is, and he kind of wants to call the whole “men” thing off and go find a pretty girl to date because it seems way easier and safer, but that makes him feel like a coward, and he’s spent a few embarrassing evenings since the breakup sat in his jeep for an hour or two trying to will up the courage to drive to a rainbow covered club over in WeHo, but the only one he knows is the one Tommy took him to and he always ended up shuffling back up to the loft for fear of running into him and his new, hypothetical, vastly experienced gay boyfriend who understands everything about himself perfectly.

But that’s all too much to explain to a man who’s been happily heterosexually married since the 70s, so. “Yeah.”

Tagging @colonoscopys @iinryer @bigfootsmom @shitouttabuck @wildehacked @butchdiaz @eddiesgaymustache @eddiebabygirldiaz @alliaskisthepossibilityoflove @devirnis to share something from a wip or just an idea you want to work on this year!

[finelinevogue]

sad beginnings,

summary - everyone sees you as this weird and crazy ravenclaw. everyone except remus and sirius. part 2

pairing - ravenclaw!reader x wolfstar

word count - ~1.5k

tw: angst | no happy ending (yet) | bullies | blood | scratches | self deprecation | she pronouns used

[part 1] [part 3]

Your face stung like a swarm of bees.

The pace you were running through the corridors, causing the cold wind to cut through the cat scratches on your face were so sore. Cat scratches that had been put there purposefully by someone who didn’t like you; Darcy.

Her and her band of Ravenclaw elites thought they ran the House, including Philip who was like the devil incarnate. They have never liked you and have turned the majority of the school against you, claiming that you’re weird and crazy.

Weird? Maybe. Crazy? Well, you certainly wouldn’t use your pet cat to scratch out someone’s cheek just because you had a little more power over them.

Now you were going to have to walk in late to Potions, all because you’d left your textbook in your dorm and then had a run-in with Darcy and her cat.

You’d cleaned up the wound the best you could, but it was just so sore now.

The tears stung in your eyes, willing you to set them free. However, you had already figured out that tears in your cuts were worse than holding back the tears.

You took a deep breath before walking into the Potions class that Professor Slughorn taught.

He didn’t particularly care for favourites and he didn’t really have least favourites, but he did make a deal about his students being late to his lessons.

The door made a loud screech as it opened. Way to walk in subtly.

You kept your head down as everyone’s eyes turned to yours.

Lots of whispering started up and it no doubt had everything to the scratches down your cheek, and the fact you were never ever late.

“Ah. Nice of you to join us, Miss L/N.” Professor Slughorn spoke, making you cringe at his tone.

“Sorry I’m late, Sir.” You looked up at him and saw him cringe in return as he saw your cheek. He made no move to comment on it though.

“Take a seat now, please. See me after class for a detention.”

You shamefully dropped your head. Now your perfect record would be screwed over.

Sirius dramatically stood up from his chair, the sound of metal upon the stone floor grating everyone’s ears to pieces.

“Actually that won’t be necessary, Sir. Y/N gave me her textbook since I’d forgotten mine at breakfast, so Y/N went to the Hall for me to retrieve it. Wouldn’t want your precious textbooks going missing, Professor.”

“Oh, well, never mind then.” Slughorn shrugged. Sirius knew he was wrapped around Slughorn’s finger and used it to his advantage to save you a detention.

You looked over to him and smiled in thanks, but Sirius didn’t smile back. Neither did Remus. They were both looking at you with concern, or at least what you thought was concern. It might be anger for nearly getting them in trouble.

James tugged on Sirius’ shirt for him to sit down again. Sirius tugged away from him though, fists clenching against his sides as he watched you.

You attempted to find a seat then.

You walked over to a table full of other Ravenclaw girls in your year, but the one empty seat at the table instantly became unavailable as a girl dumped her bag on the chair next to her.

“Seats taken.”

“Oh, sorry.” You said softly, walking to another table where there were only three of them sat. Plenty of room.

You went to pull out a chair next to one of the guys there, only to realise there was black ink all over the stool for some reason - meaning it was also unavailable.

“Tough luck.” One of the boys said and the rest snickered.

“Miss L/N, why don’t you just go and sit over there.” Slughorn pointed his hand over to where an empty table was. It should’ve seated 6 people, but currently no one was sat there.

You nodded your head and quickly made your way to the table before any more attention could be drawn towards you.

It was a table at the back of the room and quite far out of sight of the blackboard, making it difficult to copy out the notes. You tried your best.

At one point during the lesson you turned your head to the wall to let out a few tears, knowing no one could see you. A few salty tears burned over your wound, but you bit on your lip to cover the sob that wanted to erupt from your chest.

This really fucking sucked.

You were all for self-wallowing, but when it was in the middle of a class you hated it.

There was a time and a place for it and it was not here and it wasn’t now.

You dug your blunt fingernails, from all the anxious biting, into your palms to suppress the emotions you wanted to let out. Focusing on the lesson and Slughorn’s words were your best chance of getting through this.

You were busy writing away, trying to keep up with the notes, when you felt someone sit down next to you. Your natural instinct was to tense and shuffle away only slightly, because who wanted to sit next to you if not to torment you further?

“Y/N?”

You were shocked to see Remus sat next to you.

“Oh, hi, Remus. Are you okay? Am I in the way or something?” You looked around you to make sure you weren’t.

“No, no! We- I mean, I, just wanted to ask you something?” He stumbled over his words.

“Sure.”

“Uh.. Well….”

“Oh my God, Remus! Are you okay?” You gasped when you saw a cut along his forehead, which was hidden beneath his hair and you’d only seen because of how close you were sitting.

So close, in fact, that you could smell his cologne: Cedar wood and… something else.

“Me? Are you seriously asking me that right now?” He looked shocked and you blushed like mad.

“I’m so sorry. I shouldn’t have asked, it wasn’t my place. I apologise.” You shook your head and tried to refocus on your work.

“Y/N…” Remus said ever so softly.

His voice was so pretty. So delicate.

Sirius’ was more rough and deeper. Both were a song to listen to.

You didn’t reply, thinking that if you just ignored them he wouldn’t be mad at you anymore. Because he was mad, right? You shouldn’t have questioned something so personal about him.

“Y/N?” He asked again.

You’d never get over hours name sounded coming from him.

Slowly, you tilted your head towards him. Instead of being met with a furious gaze you were met with something much softer. His warm eyes looked troubled.

You looked at him nervously, hoping for the best out of whatever this situation was.

He reached up a hand towards your face, a couple of rings placed on his ridiculously well structured fingers. You followed the movement of his hand, whilst Remus followed your eyes.

His fingers carefully brushed your fallen hair that covered your cheek and only slightly pushed it to the side, his fingers barely touching your skin.

You let out a shaky breath.

You were one to wear your emotions on your sleeve and Remus had you feeling very nervous in that moment. Not nervous like you’d been around Darcy or Philip. A different kind. A better kind.

“Who did this to you?” He asked.

You looked up to see him studying the cuts like you’d seen him in the library studying for a test. He was trying to map out all the details of your scratches, so it seemed.

“What?”

“Please, Y/N. Let us know who did this to you? Hell, even what did this?”

“Us?” Was the word you chose to focus on.

“Yes—.”

“Mr Lupin, there’s a time and a place for funny business and it won’t be in my classroom.” Slughorn broke whatever moment had happened between you and Remus.

Remus had been quick to drop your hair, apologise and return to his seat.

Your cheeks flushed red with the thought of someone catching you looking, almost, intimate with Remus.

Oh God.

What if Sirius had seen?

You looked over to where Remus had rejoined Sirius. Remus was whispering to Sirius whilst you watched Sirius’ jaw click.

The chill that surpassed you when Sirius turned to face you across the room told you everything you needed to know.

Stay. The hell. Away. From. My boyfriend.

•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•

As Slughorn finished the class Remus quickly tried to stuff everything into his satchel before everyone left without him.

“C’mon! Hurry up!” Sirius urged him - only because he obviously didn’t have his own bag and made Remus carry everything.

“Shut it.” Remus snipped, shoving his textbook in his bag before grabbing his cloak and moving.

“Hey, calm down.” Sirius tried to soothe him, slipping his hand into Remus’.

“Calm down— Are you insane?”

“A bit.”

“How am I supposed to be calm when half of Y/N’s face is missing?” Remus whisper shouted and Sirius quickly pushed him back against a stone wall for a time-out.

“Calm down. I mean it, Rem.”

Remus let the cool of the stone wall sink in through his skin and allow him to breathe again.

He didn’t know what was coming over him recently.

“Y/N’s gone now, because I couldn’t pull myself together.” Remus sighed.

Sirius brought his hand up to cup underneath Remus’ chin lightly, making it so he had no choice but to look at him.

“Look at me.” Remus tried to move away, but Sirius’ hands held strong. “Hey, don’t. Look at me. We are going to find Y/N and get to the bottom of whatever has happened, okay? But you need to calm down first.”

Remus let his shoulders exhale and he nodded. “Okay.”

Sirius smiled, leaning in to give Remus a few kisses. One for listening to him and another just because he loved him so much. Sirius could really feel Remus calming down after those.

“I just… Y/N is… she means…” Remus struggled to find the right words to say, but it didn’t really matter.

“I know. She means the same to me.”

Sirius rested his forehead against Remus, as they calmed each other and maybe one day hoping you’d be right there beside them.

[communistkenobi]

I’ve watched the first three Mission Impossible movies now and it’s crazy how they’re all completely different films from one another lol. which probably has to do with the fact that they all had radically different directors (Brian de Palma, John Woo, JJ Abrahams), but the only real consistent through line is Tom Cruise. Because even within the ten year time-span between their releases, the series is already unrecognisable from itself

The first one is a 1990s genre-defining heist spy movie and its concerns are very much rooted in the fact that the CIA is now basically this massive institutional leftover of the Cold War with many hanging threads that need to be dealt with (one of the main McGuffins being a list of names of undercover CIA agents scattered throughout ‘Eastern Europe’). When I first watched it I thought it was pretty good but not like great, but after having watched two of its sequels and thought about it some more I’m a lot more positive on it. The imagery of that movie is unforgettable, the highlight being the completely silent scene where Tom Cruise hangs from a wire in an all-white room trying desperately not to touch the floor. It’s crazy that de Palma directed this and Carrie and Scarface, all films with scenes permanently lodged into the cultural consciousness. And like it is a distinctly ‘cool’ movie, but not in the insane rabid jarhead post-9/11 action movie cool way, like there isn’t this fascistic military masculinity grafted onto it, its way more sleek genius spy guy shit. Anyway this one is really good.

The second movie is pretty bad and often barely comprehensible, like the scene-to-scene editing is hard to follow and the pacing is horrible. The experience of watching it is like watching Face-Off (another John Woo movie), like same weird ass vibe and editing except in this case the movie is boring and bad. Some of the stunts are pretty cool but they can’t really rise above the film they take place in. It’s also not a spy movie, it’s just a bad action movie. I feel like MI2’s biggest crime is trivialising Tom Cruise, like he has no presence or command in that film at all, he’s literally just a random guy with long hair. It’s insane the immediate drop in quality. This one is about a bio-engineered virus that the villains want to use to start a pandemic, but the concern feels very far away and immaterial ? Idk I really didn’t like this one

And then the third one is also just as bizarre because it looks and sounds and is written exactly like a Michael Bay film, down to the same vibrant ugly orange-blue colour palette and quippy dialogue and saccharine ending. And it’s also not a spy movie either lmao!!!! Like god the jump in representation of US intelligence agencies from 1996 to 2006 is staggering, it’s moved from using fantastical spy gadgets to very real military hardware and technology, only keeping the spy-magic tech in MI3 (like 3D printing the villain’s face as a mask disguise) because it was already established in the first one. And the action scenes are straightforwardly action scenes, shootouts with military helicopters and dodging precision drone strikes. Tom Cruise does an insane amount of running in this movie and it looks sooooo good, like there are so many long-ass shots of him just fucking booking it at full speed and that dude’s running form was made to be captured on film. But MI3 is like so deeply entrenched in Bush era catch-the-terrorists stuff, though somewhat offset by having Philip Seymour Hoffman as the main villain instead of like Al-Qaeda (although the main anxiety has still firmly shifted from a post-Soviet ‘Eastern Europe’ to a scary generalised terrorist ‘Middle East’). But again it feels so incredibly different in tone and fixation and motivation than the first film. 9/11 really did permanently break the brains of every USAmerican. Anyway I can’t wait to watch the next one

[patricia-taxxon]

the man in cave portion of hbomberguy's plagiarism video is definitely the funniest and most entertaining part but it also really easily could have been cut for pacing. after watching it 1000 times i am starting to see the structure, each segment is secretly laying ground for the main somerton event, but some parts feel like they do this more efficiently than others. Philip & iiluminaughtii definitely needed to stay, cinemassacre and internet historian not as much.

[idealandreal]

Marc Marquez's Greatest Hits (pre-2024)

When I first got into MotoGP and became a Marc Marquez fan, I had so wished it was easier to find races. There are so many to choose from and it was a bit daunting on where to start. I know not everyone is as neurotic as me and doesn't have the time/money to spend hours upon hours on Video Pass.

So, as more and more of us get into MotoGP/Marc Marquez I wanted to consolidate some of his greatest races (imo), and where you can watch them.

Most of his best races are actually available on YouTube for free via the MotoGP channel. I've included direct links below, but just FYI there are actually a ton of great races on MotoGPs youtube page, 10 out of 10 would recommend checking it out.

Year: 2012 Location: Valencia Why It's Good: My personal favorite race, I watch it way too often. The greatest comeback of all time, starts last and makes it through the field by the last few laps. Absolute crazy guy, but this was just the start of it all. Available On: YouTube

Year: 2013 Location: CoTA Why It's Good: First MotoGP Win Available On: YouTube

Year: 2013 Location: Silverstone Why It's Good: Rides with a broken collar bone and still is a menace to Lorenzo at the front Available On: YouTube

Year: 2014 Location: Le Mans Why It's Good: comes back after falling to 11th in pretty spectacular fashion Available On: VideoPass

Year: 2014 Location: Assen Why It's Good: A flag to flag race that also shows off Marc and Cos strategy skills and just overall balls to wall mentality. Good battle with Dovi as well, but does pretty much decimate the competition. Available On: YouTube

Year: 2015 Location: Philip Island Why It's Good: this race is insane with how many passes there are. Also the supposed start of the Rossi/Marquez beef. Available On: VideoPass

Year: 2016 Location: Mugello Why It's Good: Last lap battle with Lorenzo goes crazy. Available On: YouTube

Year: 2016 Location: Sachsenring Why It's Good: I mean, it's the Sachsenring, but this race is in the wet and really shows off Marc and Cos flag to flag skills. And other rider's lack there of…. Available On: YouTube

Year: 2016 Location: Motegi Why It's Good: If you really want to just see Marc happy and his team freaking out, this is a great race because something unexpected happens. Available On: YouTube

Year: 2017 Location: Austria Why It's Good: the infamous Dovi/Marc last corner crazy pass, also when Dovi throws up his hand and is kind of like “I can’t believe you just did that”. Available On: YouTube

Year: 2017 Location: San Marino Why It's Good: wet race and Marc has a craaaazzzy last lap. Available On: YouTube

Year: 2018 Location: Thailand Why It's Good: Marc pushes the entire race and some can’t keep the pace (queue evil laugh) Available On: YouTube

Year: 2019 Location: Austria Why It's Good: a repeat of the 2017 battle but even better in my opinion Available On: YouTube

Year: 2019 Location: Silverstone Why It's Good: Crazy last lap battle with Rins and I think this is still one of the closest finishes in MotoGP history. Available On: YouTube

Year: 2019 Location: Thailand Why It's Good: I will say that this one is not great if your a Fabio fan first and foremost, but if you are a Marc fan and know what a absolute menace he is.. I think this race is a great example of Marc's mentality about winning. Also, when he claims the 2019 MotoGP World Championship title. Available On: YouTube

Year: 2020 Location: Jerez Why It's Good: If you want to hurt your soul, this is the race where Marc's arm is nearly torn off. However, before that happens, he is incredible and this race also has the greatest double take done by Valentino when Marc comes past. Available On: Youtube

Feel free to add any that I missed in comments or reblogs.