Susan Sontag wrote that "Depression is melancholy minus its charms." For me, living with depression was at once utterly boring and absolutely excruciating.
saying it's "anti-arab racism" to call out gofundme scams is like saying it's antiblack to be skeptical of emails from the prince of nigeria asking you to wire money so you can collect vast fortunes.
Ok but Venus by Sleeping At Last immediately makes me think about Noa and Mae. It's a sweet love song, the title is a reference to the Roman goddess of love, but best of all, it has a telescope metaphor to describe the feeling of falling in love, so obviously I think about them!
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At first, I thought you were a constellation
I made a map of your stars, then I had a revelation
You're as beautiful as endless
You're the universe I'm helpless in
An astronomer at my best
When I throw away the measurements
Like a telescope
I will pull you so close
'Til no space lies in between
And suddenly, I see you
Suddenly, I see you
“60s horror movies reflect an era of rapid change and uncertainty, and a yawning generation gap. the social stability of the post-war years crumbled as attitudes to everything from hemlines to homosexuality underwent a seismic shift. horror movies, especially those made for low budgets outside the mainstream studio system, offered ways to process and interpret the rapid pace of change. they often served as cautionary tales about the dangers of abandoning traditional values.”
This is the line that'll define this trilogy, the line that will decide the fate of the planet. Mae saying "I don't know" shows that nothing is for sure and anything is possible.
The fact that they both, but especially Noa, looks so hopeful for the answer to be yes; apes and humans can live together.
Mae being absolutely pissed off because Noa should be mad at her and yelling or trying to threaten or do something to her, but instead, he just asks if they could ever live in peace someday. Like, why, after everything that happened, is he still a good guy? Can't he just give her reasons for everything she believes and has been taught to still make sense? Does he really have to make it so difficult for her? I imagine her feeling terribly frustrated, angry, and at the same time moved and guilty. Someone please give this girl a break because she's dealing with too many emotions in a world where benzos no longer exist—please, a little mercy.