#Lina Lockwood

[percontaion-points]

Firstlife chapters 26-28

Today’s review might be difficult for some; reader discretion is advised

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Chapter 26

“He went to ask the King for an army.”

Chapter 26 summary: We left off on guards coming for Ten, but then she wakes up with Archer leaning over her. He got that mysterious message, and went to check out “the crack house”, where he found her. And nursed her back to health. How he knew exactly where to find her is beyond me, but whatever. He continues on to say that Troika found the spirits of Kayla and Reed screaming for help in the human world, and they signed without hesitation. 

Ten wants to keep going back to Many Ends so that they can save all of the unsigned souls, but knows that it’s too risky to keep being put on the brink of death over and over. She isn’t sure that she should sign with Troika, if only because she isn’t sure that she’d be able to get back to Many Ends from that realm. 

A few days pass, and Ten tries to regain her strength. Archer comes in to tell her that Sloan is missing, and has been since the party. Lina then starts banging on the wall from the other room, where they’ve been holding her prisoner. Ten goes to her cheap plot-device auntie, who proceeds to vomit up what’s going to happen. 

In short, Pearl is going to murder Sloan. Who has, only hours ago, signed with Myriad. And also Killian, for some unholy reason. Both Archer and Deacon warn Ten that this is clearly a trap, but she doesn’t care. She’s going to go save her friend. Archer leaves, and Deacon says that the military force is stretched thin enough, made worse by how they only have one conduit left. He goes on to say that Archer went to go ask the king for troops. 

Chapter 27

A third person is dragged onto the plateau, and I gasp. My father’s head is down and though he’s uninjured, his arms are fettered behind his back. His dark hair is rumpled, and tears stain his cheeks.

Yeah, I don’t give a shit about the man who sold out his own daughter to have a bigger slice of pie. That man can rot for all I care. 

“[Mr. Lockwood] attempted to cheat his contract, and such behavior will never be tolerated.”

GOOD. 

Multiple people are holding HART signs that read What If You’re Next? Stop the Madness!

Once again, I’m 100% down with their message. But the narration keeps trotting HART out without ever once actually telling us more information about what it is that they’re specifically doing to stop the wars, to stop the realms from treating the living like this, etc etc. 

His body jerks and his eyes go wide as three arrows cut through his back and peek out his chest.

Chapter 27 summary: Deacon and Ten try to go to where this execution is to take place, but Pearl has the place surrounded by guards. They’re forced to wait. Meanwhile, Ten explains to the readers that sometimes they do these public executions as a way to show that nobody is above the law. Most people think that it’s nothing but a goddamn joke, a game. Especially considering that secondlife is a thing that exists. 

Pearl comes out onto the stage, cloaked in her false virtue. On stage with her is Sloan, Killian, but also Ten’s shitty father. The first thing Pearl does is to kill daddy dearest for trying to get around the child clause in his contract (I’m guessing). Either way, so long and thanks for NOTHING. 

Deacon teleports Ten into the middle of all of this, where guards quickly overwhelm them. Pearl says not to kill the girl, which Ten thinks is because Pearl still believes Ten is Ashley. But after a moment, it’s obvious that Pearl no longer thinks that, and now believes that there’s something rather fishy going on with Ten. 

What happens after this is best described as a shitshow. Everybody starts fighting, and it’s complete and utter chaos. I gave up trying to follow half of it; it was a mess of terrible writing. Anyway, Ten makes her way over to where Killian is all chained up, and manages to free him. She asks that Archer (who had shown up at the last second) destroy Killian’s shell to set him free, but then Archer takes several arrows to his own shell. 

Chapter 28

My decisions—my indecisions— have never affected me alone, as I so confidently told myself what seems a lifetime ago. They affect everyone I love, everyone in my life. Even those I will someday meet. Even those I will never meet.

It’s not so much Ten’s choices, but the choices made by the people who think that they know what’s best for Ten. 

Never forget that. 

I expected the attack to come from Pearl, but she’s dead. I gaze up in horror—and discover Sloan. 

Tears glisten in her lashes. “I’m sorry,” she cries. “I’m so sorry, but they offered me something I couldn’t refuse.” 

The only thing she’d wanted was revenge against Vans, despite his death. Either Pearl lied to her or she has—had—a way to get to Vans, something Killian and Archer were unable to do.

 “I hate him more than I love you. I’m sorry,” she repeats with a sob of her own.

I never once thought for a nanosecond that Sloan held any sort of affection for Ten. So like… That hate can’t possibly be that strong. 

I smile at him. “I pledge my life to...” I suck in a breath, knowing deep down it’s my last, and as I release it, I whisper, “Troika.”

Chapter 28 summary: In his rage, Deacon ends up chopping off Pearl’s head. But this only makes the Myriadian soldiers even angrier, and they descend upon Deacon before he can render lifeblood to help Archer. 

Ten then realises that she has lifeblood, and asks Killian to help her. He tells her that he can give her 10 seconds, and no more before proceeding to yank her spirit out from her body. Once in that state, Ten looks around and sees the spirits that were previously invisible to humans. They’re having a huge battle around them. 

But Ten’s lifeblood isn’t enough. Archer gasps out for Ten to tell him a poem, so she does. He dies. 

Sloan then betrays Ten by stabbing both her and Killian with a poisoned-tipped sword. She says that Pearl promised her Vans, so… bye. As she begins to die, she tells Killian to get out from his body before he has his seconddeath. 

Ten contemplates going back to Many Ends to save all of the people who are and will be trapped there. But with her dying breath, she pledges herself to Troika. On that note, the first book comes to a close. 

[september1st1899]

Lina and Don doing their initial scene in The Duelling Cavalier:

The lip reading camera man:

[box5intern]

I got to see one of my favorite movies in a theatre today and this never fails to send me

[movie-titlecards]

The Lady Vanishes (1938)

My rating: 6/10

[tybaltsjuliet]

the thought of the discourse that a norma desmond/lina lamont hot vintage showdown would produce is cracking me up

“cannot believe you all are voting for lina despite the kathy selden dubbing debacle, smh”

“01. do not blame lina for that, the whole thing was don lockwood’s idea in the first place. typical to blame a woman.

02. NORMA KILLED A MAN.”

[dandylovesturtles]

🛼🥤🌸

Skipping the first one because I just did it in another ask.

🥤 ⇢ recommend an author or fanfic you love

oh man, this fandom has so many amazing authors and fanfics, it'd be hard to pick just one. Here's a few shoutouts:

some fics I'm currently following:

Adagio in Green by WhatTheVoid

call me here (I will appear) by rbt_lvr

let it out (talk to me) by feralcleric

Siblingquest 202X by Kiaxet

firefight by remrose

by touch, by sight by story_monger

some fics I keep rereading:

Recoil by unorthodoxx

decompress by Tenka

Trinkets by SmilesRawesome

Panic Buttons by arachnid_writes

all the things that I could live without by taizi

KOSMARA by MagpieCrown

who're you hiding by sunflowerstarfruit

Happiness is a Warm Shell by Fastern (bad things happen bingo collection)

i guess we've really been out of touch (but can it really be so serious) by MagicalSpaceDragon

and there are other great authors like greenglowsgold, like_theletter, and pickledcarrotsandradish that you should check out!

🌸 ⇢ do you have any pets? if you do, post some pictures of them

I DO!! I have two kitties who I love and would protect with my life

Their names are Don(nie) and Lina. They’re named after Don Lockwood and Lina Lamont from Singing in the Rain

Here are pics:

[spocks-evil-godmother]

One of my honest to god tumblr pet peeves is the ongoing narrative that Moses Supposes has nothing to do with the story in Singin' in the Rain. Hello??? When it's juxtaposed next to Lina Lamont struggling with her elocution lessons?? When this solidifies that within these new parameters of the art form she has neither the drive nor the awareness that she needs to improve in order to connect with her audience?? Especially when compared to Kathy Seldon and Don Lockwood, who got their start on the stage and whose ability to connect with their audience has always been physical, verbal, and visual??? And then Don and Cosmo draw you in and blow you away with the fact that YES, this is going to be a PERFORMANCE??

I can' stan it!!!!

[countrymusiclover]

32 - Acting like Teenagers

Part 33

Family is more than Blood

@icefrye19 @secretdreamlandmentality

Missy’s pov

A few days later it was finally Friday afternoon when I was waiting outside Mystic falls high school. My sister Alina was there with me. Swinging my legs back and forth sitting on one of the picnic tables I sighed where she finally broke the silence between us. “So why exactly are we outside the human high school waiting for somebody?”

“I’m waiting for Ethan. You can leave if you don’t want to be here.” I told her flipping my hair over my shoulders when I looked her way.

She sends me a half glare, gesturing to her growing belly. “Hey don’t be angry with me. I am very moody right now after this..”

According to our aunt Freya she was getting close to being five months pregnant. She was having to wear some of Jackson’s hoodies since she couldn’t fit into some of her clothes. Thankfully we could compel people not to judge that she was an eighteen year old pregnant girl. “Okay I’m sorry, Lina. I just wanted to feel normal for once given what we’ve been through the past few days.”

“Do you think mom is going to be okay now that her memories are back. I’ve never seen dad worry about the veins on her arms.” She pointed out to me tapping her fingers on her knees.

Shaking my head I wasn’t sure. “Mom’s been through hell and back. If anything she will be able to get through this. They are both tough as nails.”

“I suppose you’re right. We have to get our brave streak from somewhere. Now if you are wanting to do a party I’ll call Lizzie and see if she’s got any ideas.” Alina pulled up her phone texting the blonde Saltzman witch.

Shifting my attention away from her and her texting I saw the main school door get swung open and everyone started rushing outside happy the school day was over now. Scanning the crowd of people I shut my eyes trying to pinpoint his specific heartbeat. “Missy! Hey Alina, what are you guys doing here up here?” Ethan finally noticed us and he ran over smiling at us.

“We didn’t have class today and I couldn’t wait to see you.” I grinned sliding off the picnic table standing in front of him.

He nodded in understanding. “Nice. Who are you texting so much over there, Alina?”

“Our cousin Lizzie. It’s Friday night and we deserve to party tonight.” She responded by throwing her hands up in the air feeling embarrassed when he just stared at her. “I probably look ridiculous right. Pregnant girl wants to get her party on.”

My boyfriend shook his head in disagreement “it’s not lame at all. After getting cut from the football this morning I could use a good distraction.”

“You got cut this morning. I’m sorry I didn’t think that would happen.” I apologize to him remembering the day that he got injured because of Josie.

Alina’s phone vibrates when she reads the text out loud. “Ohhh yes! She said that we could have the party out at the old Lockwood mansion that was given to Mayor Donavan. That way there’s no way our parents or Uncle Ric can ruin our fun.”

“Cool. I’ll call some of my football buddies and see if they want to come hang.” Ethan points his thumb over his shoulder clearly excited.

Clasping my hands together I grinned at my boyfriend where I threw my arms around his neck. He wrapped his arms around my waist mirroring the smile. “That sounds fun, E. I’ll text you the address later tonight.”

“I’ll see ya later M & M.” He walked away leaving us alone to watch him go find his other human friends. Wrapping my arms around my chest I smiled knowing that I had made the right decision to have him remember my secret.

My sister broke me from my trance. “I’m glad to see I was right about you two the day we met him. He’s a good little dork for you.”

“He’s not a dork, Lina.” I snapped at her.

She smirked. “Yes he is. He freaking reads comic books and gives you your own unique nickname. What else am I supposed to call that?”

“You still married the only guy you’ve ever known.” I taunted her with a hand on my hip.

My twin sticks her tongue out. “How long are you going to use that against me?”

“Let’s see I am a vampire now so…forever.” I tapped my finger on my chin in thought smirking when I finished my sentence.

She gently shoved me away. “You suck you know that. Just be lucky that I love you. Now we have a party to plan.” Extending my hand out to her she loops her hand with mine where I vamped us back to the mansion going to get the rest of our friends ready for tonight.

Raelyn’s pov

Sitting at the office desk in one of the mansions studies I sighed heavily running a hand over my forehead feeling completely exhausted. Even though vampires don’t need sleep I still felt tired after the past few days. Flipping through some pages of the book I was reading I heard someone come stand in the doorway. “Raelyn, you’ve been in here for who knows how long. Would you please inform me what you are so preoccupied with?”

“Not at the moment, Nik.” I didn’t lift my gaze up from the book slamming it closed shut with a snap of my fingers. “Grrrr. It shouldn’t be possible. I fixed the problem ages ago. I know it.”

My husband crossed the room leaning his palms on the wooden desk. “Raelyn, what are you rambling on about?”

“I saw my uncle Joshua and he warned me. He warned me that Rapunzel and Charming may have to merge like Jacob and I.” I answered his question by dropping another book on the desk that dealt with the blood relation of the Gemini family tree.

Klaus sat down on the edge of the desk, taking out his phone trying to gain my attention. “Hmm that’s odd. Alina just made a large charge on my credit card.”

“Yeah I heard her tell Hope about having a party at the old Lockwood house later tonight.” I replied, racking a hand through my loose hair.

Klaus sent me a half glare. “You’re telling me you knew about this and you did nothing to stop them. That doesn’t sound like you.”

“They're grown adults. I am currently trying to save our young twins even though I am certain that the blood spill I used years ago was supposed to protect any set of twins from our blood from merging. The only ones not spared were Lizzie and Josie.” Hitting my fists on the desk my sleeves had fallen down giving my husband the opportunity to see that the black veins were still there meaning I hadn't placed the Hollow's magic back into the white oak.

Klaus reached across the table snagging my wrist in his grasp. “Rae, look at me for a second.”

“Hmmm.” I made a noise lifting my gaze up to his blue orbs.

He replied to me. “I say we go out tonight. You and I. Crash our teenagers party. Take some alcohol and maybe sample some fresh blood.”

“They're kids. We can’t crash a party.” I told him, shaking my head. “Besides, we have to watch Henrik, Charming and Rapunzel.”

My husband snapped his fingers. “I already took care of that problem. Anticipating our children I asked Damon and Elena to watch them. Given that your brother and Hayley are out on a date tonight.”

“How the hell did you pull that off? Can they be compelled cause I swear they'd take vervain “ Leaning back in the desk chair I tapped my fingers on the old wood.

Klaus stands in front of me offering his hand to pull me up and out of the chair. “I agreed to pay for their kid’s school bills. But that shouldn’t be for a few years since they are only in elementary school. Now come on Raelyn.”

I changed into some ripped blue jeans, a bright red sleeved top with my hair slightly curled. I paired it with some short black boots. Klaus chose to wear his old gray and black jacket that he wore before we made our home in New Orleans. We walked in hand and hand seeing the mansion filled with teenagers dancing and bumping around drinking. “Remind me again why we came here?”

“Because we deserve a night out on the town. And because I have been morning in pain not having you at my side for days. So I’d like to take the win and spend the night with the woman I love.” Klaus turned to face me cradling my face in his freehand and squeezing our intertwined hands together.

Clicking my tongue I smiled up into his blue orbs. “Aren’t you a romantic, Mr. Hybrid. I only have one warning for you.”

“And what is that, heretic queen?” He asked, leaning down when I raised myself up on my toes.

Hitting my nose with his I giggling pulling my hand out of his. “Be prepared to accept defeat at beer pong.” I vanished into the crowd and the hybrid just chuckled as she left him standing there. For he had missed her very prescience that consumed his very being. And now he wouldn’t miss another moment.

I wasn’t sure how long we had been playing the game. But the kids we were playing with were close to passing out drunk. Raising a glass of wine to my mouth I downed almost half of it. “Alright Nikky, it’s your turn. But there’s only two cups on our side to your.. .five.”

“Don’t think you’ve won just yet.” He warned me by throwing the ball without bouncing it on the table so it landed right in the center cup.

Glaring at him I raised the cup drinking all the bourbon that we had poured into it. Lowering the cup I gagged at the same opportunity to hear cheering coming from the wine cellar in the basement. Pinpointing out our daughter's voices. “I can’t believe our parents are here.”

“Dad, probably saw the credit card charge.” Alina reported scolding her older sister. “Or somebody’s boyfriend blabbed to him.”

Landon nervously chuckles. “Hey has anybody ever done Never have I Ever and Truth or Dare?”

“That sounds like fun.” Ethan chimed in where I finally stopped listening in on their conversation.

Nik came over to me after the teenagers playing with us had left. He held the cup of bourbon in his hand and I sat down my cup feeling his freehand on my lower back. “We will mess with their fun in a few hours. I think we need far more drinks than what we have had.” He took my hand and we went in the direction of the kitchen.

Missy’s pov

We had decided to break away from the others at our school that we had invited to this party. That meant that it was me, Ethan, Alina, Jackson, Landon, Hope and finally Andrea all hanging out in the basement. It became our own little clubhouse area. “Never have I ever pulled an all-nighter.”

“Oh geez.” Ethan covered his face with his freehand while taking a drink from his red solo cup.

I turned my head at him. “When did that happen?”

“It was like an initiation into being on the football team. Conor wanted to find out who the weak team members were.” He explained simply,

Landon sat up holding out his cup to the center circle. “Never have I ever drank alcohol before I was 21.”

“Seriously Landon, that's everyone in this room.” Alina scolded him after taking a drink along with everybody else playing the game.

Jackson, who had his arm draped over Alina’s shoulder, raised his glass. “Never have I gone skinny-dipping?” My sister Alina slowly takes a sip from her cup causing me and Hope to gasp in shock.

“When did that happen and why didn’t we know about this before tonight?” Hope gasped.

She shrugged her shoulders, laying her head against her werewolf husband’s chest. “Possibly on our second date before he officially met mom and dad. And you can’t say anything but we got a little excited that night and I’m surprised he didn’t get me pregnant that night.”

“You took her virginity before you were married!” Andra nearly choked on her words.

Ethan made a look of confusion eyeing my twin and Jackson who sat across from us. It was a lot to just explain all the supernatural creatures that lived in this town. I hadn’t had time to explain the whole Mikaelson / Lane family details that he didn’t know about yet. “Wait a minute. Are you two married because you love each other or are you together because you got her pregnant?”

“Because we love each other, man.” Jackson answered the question.

The human boy in our group didn’t seem convinced. “I’m just asking because I don’t get why two teenagers are married but only one of you has had other relationships before you were married.”

“Ethan, you want to talk about odd relationships. We should talk about who is the weirdest supernatural creature in the room. I vote for Landon.” Andrea got up to her feet pointing her index finger at the curly haired boy,

Hope glared at her. “Why do you say that, Andrea? You know what, let's get back to the game. I dare you to chug hot sauce for 30 seconds.”

“No, I think it would be cool to hear that all supernatural creatures are here with me.” Ethan shrugs his shoulders, actually curious.

I raised my hand starting off the list. “I’m the only heretic besides my mother. Half witch half vampire..oh wait there’s aunt Valerie too.”

“Team were witches.” Alina raised her hand so Andrea and her high fived each other including Jackson.

Landon held up his hand. “Only phoenix.”

“Tribrid. Hybrid of three different creatures beat that!” Hope teased them by downing almost all the alcohol in her cup.

Running a hand through my hair I did my best to change the game back to what it was before we switched the subject. “Howl like a wolf to the moon, Ethan.” I eyed my boyfriend who got to his feet about to do what I suggested to him until Jackson spoke up.

“Hold on, Missy. I don’t think we’ve asked the very obvious question yet. Who here is still a virgin in all of our relationships?”

“Oh Jack.” Alina scolded him.

He chuckled, not backing down. “I dare them all to answer it since we know we both aren’t.”

“I’ll put it out there man as long as you don’t tell the guys on the Mystic High football team.” Ethan was the first to admit it, sending me a half smile as if he was worried I would out him.

Taking a long sip of my drink I wasn’t comfortable giving that out even though everyone in this room was either family or close friends. “I still am one. Sorry I didn’t tell you that yet, E.” I apologized before he placed his hand in mine.

“Fine. I ain’t slept with anyone either.” Hope blurts it out, getting to her face and heading towards the stairs to leave. “I’m getting us more alcohol.”

Landon nervously chuckles against the somewhat tense silence in the room that had been created. He leans back in the chair he was sitting in shifting his attention around. “Is anybody still open to Truth or Dare?”

“I think we should try and trick our parents. Specifically our father.” I smirked, getting a good idea in the back of my mind.

Ethan and Landon sent me a horrified look. “Are you sure that’s a good idea?”

“Yeah, he's totally cool with it.” Alina responded, acting so much like our father than the rest of his kids did in the room.

Andrea throws her hands up in the air. “I’ve got an idea but we need to buy a Santa Claus hat and beard.”

“Ah I see where she’s going. Plus we’ll need to put it on him when he’s asleep.” Jackson leaned forward in his seat, interested in the plan.

Landon froze up and I could hear his heartbeat quickening up. “Wait a second, who exactly is putting the Santa hat on him while he sleeps?”

“Obviously you and Ethan.” Andrea sniped at him.

Ethan rubbed the back of his neck but he calmed down when I placed my hand in his other. “Why exactly is it just the two of us? Why not include Jackson too?”

“It’s a right of passage in this family. Jackson already faced him when he asked for Alina’s hand in marriage and he didn’t get killed over it.” I clasped my hands together turning around in a circle so both of the newbie boyfriends would understand what they were up against. “Our mother is totally okay with us dating any boy. It’s our father you have to worry about.”

“What have you got them into now?” Hope shut the door with her food coming back down the stairs carrying an unopened bottle of liquor.

Andrea finished the contents of her cup. “Simple the “Can They Survive Klaus Mikaelson Test”. If they come out of it alive then they have proven they are worthy to end up with a Mikaelson daughter.”

“Most importantly somebody better get it on recording.” I added laughing along with my sisters and cousin. The face reactions from my boyfriend and Landon were priceless.

Comments really appreciated ❤️

[starkidobsessedgiantgremlin]

tales from tech week

Funny stuff that happened during tech week. For the sake of simplicity and privacy I’m gonna to use character names or in the case of my mutual in the show tumblr urls.

Director: Don! Can you tell everyone backstage to SHUT IT!!! >:(

Don: Alright! *goes backstage* hey everyone, director wants us to be a little more quiet :)

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Lina: *doing a line* People? People? I ain’t people!

Director: what was that word you just said? I eat people?

Me: Don’s about to get vored.

@6-gremlins-in-a-trenchcoat: “Come here Donny!!!” *nom sounds* —————————————————————————

@/6-gremlins-in-a-trenchcoat: look what Lina says “Don! Don! Don’t you call him Don! I’ve been calling him Don before you were born!” Like bitch that’s his name.

Me: well, correct me if I’m wrong, but I think his name is Donald because before Make Em’ Laugh Cosmo goes “why you’re Donald Lockwood, and Donald Lockwood is an actor”

@/6-gremlins-in-a-trenchcoat:

@/6-gremlins-in-a-trenchcoat: *takes a piece of paper and starts doodling on it. After a few moments there’s a sketch of a duck in a suit labeled Donald Lockwood*

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(Here’s two of the same genre that happened in the same ten minutes)

Me: *sigh* I want Lina Lamont to step on me (*a beat*)

Dora: …why?

and

Me: I am once again thinking about Something Rotten!’s Willam Shakespeare.

Roz: what even is that?

Me: Twink

Roz: what?

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Stage Crew: hey, guys! Be careful! *wheeling a whole ass staircase backstage* Me: Don’t run me over! A staircase has already causes me enough emotional pain. I don’t need any physical pain from one!

Stage Crew: what?

Me: what?

[courseyoulovemeyoudontknowme]

The Lady Vanishes (1938, Alfred Hitchcock)

27/01/2024

The Lady Vanishes is a 1938 film directed by Alfred Hitchcock.

The story is based on the novel The Wheel Spins by Ethel Lina White.

A remake was made in 1979 entitled The Lady Vanishes, directed by Anthony Page, with Angela Lansbury in the role of Miss Froy.

A train is running from the Balkans towards London when an avalanche stops it in a remote village. In the hotel where they are forced to stay overnight, they meet some English citizens: Iris Henderson, the young heiress of a rich jam producer, returning from a holiday with two friends and headed to London to get married to a nobleman; Miss Froy, amiable old lady in a tweed suit, housekeeper and music teacher for six years in that country and about to return to her homeland; Caldicott and Charters, cricket fans, very upset about the forced interruption of their trip which risks making them miss the final phase of a test match in Manchester; Gilbert, a musician with a passion for folklore who records folk songs with a little too much noise, resulting in a lively confrontation with Iris; a couple of lovers whose greatest concern is not to be recognized.

Miss Froy tries to escape into the woods, after leaving a coded message contained in the musical notes of a melody that Gilbert must learn by heart and take to the British Foreign Office in case she fails to save herself.

As promised Iris and Gilbert go to the Foreign Office in Whitehall to report the coded message.

The expiration of the contract that Gainsboroug (subsidiary of Gaumont-British) had taken over from Gaumont and Hitchcock had to complete the second film (the first was Young and Innocent) foreseen by the agreement with Edward Black.

In May 1936 Frank had proposed to Gainsboroug to buy the rights to White's novel, he had worked on the screenplay together with Sidney Gilliat but Roy William Neill, the director who had been entrust with the direction, din not complete the film.

The role of the lovable old spy was entrusted to Dame May Whutty, who would later be cast in a minor role in Suspicion.

In the role of the rich young bourgeois the director used Margaret Lockwood, under contract to the production company; in the role of the penniless musician Hitchcock would have liked Robert Donat, the protagonist of The 39 Steps, who had to give it up for health reasons; Michael Redgrave was the chosen, already famous as a young theater actor in John Gielgud's company, here at his first film test: the director liked him for his detached and casula style.

In the fundamental interview given by Alfred Hitchcock to François Truffaut, published for the first time in 1966, the director said about this film of his: "It was shot in 1938 in the small studio in Islington, on a thirty meter platform and with a wagon on top."

In addition to all his dearest themes (the incredibleity of the truth and the game of appearances, spies, travel, the relationship between a couple and love, humor) there is a strong political connotation, influenced by international current affairs: 1938 is the year of the Munich Agreement, evoked by the white handkerchief waved by the lawyer, an unpleasant neutralist who, regardless of his lover and the other Englishmen, hands himself over to the spies and gets himself killed. Finally, the main enemy of the film, Doctor Hart, alludes to Germany both his surname and in his origin ( in that same year Czechoslovakia also begins to "disappear", with the annexation of the Sudetenland to Germany, a prologue of what will happen in the following year). Hitchcock declares anti-Nazi sentiments expressed on other occasions in his films (The Man Who Knew Too Much, The 39 Steps, Secret Agent, Foreign Correspondent, Saboteur, Lifeboat, Notorious).

[percontaion-points]

Firstlife chapter 23

Today’s review might be difficult for some; reader discretion is advised

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Chapter 23

“Ten! I’m so glad you’re okay. I knew something was wrong when your dad refused to give me the name and address of the boarding school you were supposedly attending, but I had no idea...not until the girl, Elena, came to see me.”

In the wake of the Lori Vallow sentencing (woman who murdered her children and then ran off to Hawaii), I’m thinking about how odd that the entire thing must have seemed to the Lockwood’s friends and extended family. Like where is the girl, Mr. L? Why can’t you produce her?

I’m wondering why nobody called the police about the entire thing. But then again, maybe stuff like CPS doesn’t exist in a world where a parent can decide to ship his child off to a place that routinely canes, waterboards, and poisons literal children. 

She sprays something clear into the wound and the bleeding stops. With the glass in front of her—the light illuminating my hip—she picks up what looks to be a pair of tweezers and slips the tips inside my wound. Again, there’s no pain, but I do feel pressure. 

So six years ago, I had a really big cyst grow on my hip. (Which wow, the placement of the chip in Ten is 100% NOT LOST ON ME) I ended up going to a dermatologist near me who numbed me up, and made an incision. That part didn’t hurt.

But you want to know what fucking hurt like the motherfucking dickins? Her poking around and squeezing all of the puss out from the cyst. 

So yeah. I’m calling bullshit. This was written by somebody who has never once experienced anything similar in their life. 

“A drug,” she explains. “We call it Special K.”

Okay, so I’m down with the entire “the future technology tracking chip has an anti-kill switch”. But what’s confusing me is that this tiny microchip Ten didn’t even know was in her hip has drugs in it. 

Like after a few hours of timed release, it would be FUCKING EMPTY. 

“You died,” she repeats, and I’m not sure she’s talking to me or to herself. “I killed you. I’m sorry.” Then she slams the tip of her paintbrush into my jugular.

Chapter 23 summary: Killian takes Ten to her Aunt Lina’s house, as promised. He says he has to go destroy the car, but that he’ll find her again. Lina takes Ten into a shed out back, which is described as “looking like a serial killer’s heaven”. She straps Ten onto a table, and says that the chip can have a reaction. After looking over Ten’s body to find the site, she determines that it’s in Ten’s hip, and starts trying to pull it out.

But Ten does indeed have a reaction, and… If you’ve ever seen Good Place with Michael trying to press the button and kill Janet, then it’s kind of like that. “No no, I need it in me! If you take it out, then I’ll die!” But the second that Lina actually takes it out, Ten is like “Dafaq?” The book tries to explain this, but the half-assed explanation somehow makes the entire thing worse. Willing to accept magical future technology, but the drug is confusing. 

Seconds after that, Lina shoves Ten into a hole in the floor. They can hear people moving around violently above, and Ten knows that her time there is up. They walk through a wet tunnel, and Ten feels physically ill with the idea that they might be walking around in used toilet water. Which… same. 

They come up in another house where there are several people who are strung out on whatever drug. Lina makes them change, although since they were wet– regardless of what was in that water– Ten doesn’t argue. 

However, as they’re leaving, Lina seems to snap. She starts saying all of this stuff about “I was so sad when you died!” in a voice like she’s 5 years old. She then stabs Ten in the neck with a paintbrush she randomly grabbed. And I’d like to go on the record and say that this would have been better if the author hadn’t flat out told us about Ten’s death in a drug house a while ago. 

[dandywonderous]

Is your cat named Donnie?

Yes! But specifically he’s named after Don Lockwood from Singing in the Rain

Which is my favorite movie!

(Officially my cat’s name is Don, but I call him Donnie because it’s cuter.)

I have another cat named Lina, from the same film!

[the-rewatch-rewind]

What a glorious feeling

Script below the break

Hello and welcome back to The Rewatch Rewind! My name is Jane, and this is the podcast where I count down my top 40 most frequently rewatched movies in a 20-year period. Today I will be discussing number four on my list: MGM’s 1952 musical Singin’ in the Rain, directed by Stanley Donen and Gene Kelly, written by Betty Comden and Adolph Green, and starring Gene Kelly, Donald O’Connor, and Debbie Reynolds.

It's 1927 and silent film stars Don Lockwood (Gene Kelly) and Lina Lamont (Jean Hagen) have just premiered another smash hit. To escape from a mob of fans, Don jumps into the car of Kathy Seldon (Debbie Reynolds), who is surprisingly unimpressed by him, which he is both insulted and intrigued by. Weeks later, when Don is still focused on trying to find Kathy again, and his friend Cosmo Brown (Donald O’Connor) is running out of ways to get him to snap out of it, the success of Hollywood’s first talking picture prompts the studio head to turn the next Lockwood and Lamont film into a talkie, and Don’s life – and Hollywood itself – will never be the same.

This is a very important movie to me because in a way, it’s the one that started it all. My love for Old Hollywood began in a movie theater at a 50th anniversary screening of Singin’ in the Rain. I’ve mentioned in several previous episodes that I started getting into Old Hollywood in 2002 – this is why. My mom took me to see it, and then based on my reaction started introducing me to more of her faves from around this era, and here I am, 21 years later, still loving these films. I can’t remember exactly when I watched Singin’ in the Rain the second time; I might have seen it again in 2002, I don’t know. But I believe it was 2003 when we bought it on VHS while on a family road trip. We had a little TV/VCR that we used to set on top of a cooler behind the front seats, held in place with bungee cords. I could not get enough of this movie and insisted on watching it probably way more times than my siblings wanted on that road trip, although I think they enjoyed it too, just not quite to the extent that I did. I watched it seven times in 2003, six times in 2004, three times in 2005, once in 2006, once in 2007, twice in 2009, once in 2010, once in 2011, twice in 2012, once in 2013, twice in 2015, once in 2016, once in 2019, once in 2020, once in 2021, and twice in 2022. I can’t remember when, but at some point I ended up with a DVD in addition to the VHS. And one of my 2022 watches was in a theater for the 70th anniversary. While in many ways that was a very different experience from the first time I saw it, since every moment of the movie was deeply familiar rather than fresh and new to me, it felt no less magical. I still love this movie just as much as, if not more than, the first time I watched it, and I am so grateful that it introduced me to a world of films from generations before my time.

There is so much to love about this movie that I don’t even really know where to start. The dialogue is clever and delightful, the casting was perfect and the performances are brilliant, the costumes, sets, and lighting are gorgeous, and the music makes you feel like you’ll never be unhappy again. In some ways, it’s actually kind of similar to Mamma Mia, in that it’s a jukebox musical. Like how Mamma Mia took popular ABBA songs and loosely draped a story around them, Singin’ in the Rain took a bunch of old songs, mostly written by MGM producer Arthur Freed (who came up with the idea) and Nacio Herb Brown, and tied them together with a story. I will say I feel like the story of Singin’ in the Rain works quite a bit better, mainly because the subject matter fits the songs so well. It was a stroke of genius to make the movie that would feature songs from early talkies be about early talkies. Freed and Brown did write one new song specifically for this movie, “Make Em Laugh,” but it bears a remarkable resemblance to Cole Porter’s “Be a Clown” from the 1948 Freed-produced film The Pirate. Screenwriters Comden and Green wrote the “Moses Supposes” song based on an existing tongue-twister, but all of the other songs in the film had been featured in at least one previous movie. These days, Singin’ in the Rain is such a beloved, iconic movie that many of the songs’ origins are all but forgotten, and they’re generally associated with this picture. But it’s always kind of fun to be watching some random old movie that predates this one and hear one of these songs pop up. Probably my favorite instance of this is in Adam’s Rib, which was number 27 on this list and made in 1949, when Tom Ewell’s character is going to visit his mistress, played by Jean Hagen, he’s whistling “You Are My Lucky Star,” and I love that both that song and that actress ended up in this movie three years later.

A big part of what makes Singin’ in the Rain such a perfect introduction to Old Hollywood is that the songs are from Old Hollywood and the story is about Old Hollywood. It’s so fascinating to watch the characters figuring out the technical aspects of adding sound to a medium that modern audiences automatically associate with sound. But even beyond that, this movie breaks the illusion of Hollywood glamor while still sort of trying to hide behind that illusion, in a way that almost feels like it’s laughing at itself. So much of the story is about how movie magic relies on facades and deception. The movie starts with a red-carpet interview where Don tells of his rise to fame and his motto: “Dignity, always dignity,” while the audience sees flashbacks of his very undignified beginnings. Lina is on screen looking quietly glamorous for about 10 minutes before she finally speaks, revealing what the silence of her films has concealed: her voice is almost unbearably squeaky and obnoxious. So in order to make her presentable in a talking picture – which eventually becomes a musical – her voice is dubbed by Kathy. Initially the plan is to credit Kathy as Lina’s voice and use this to help launch her to stardom, but Lina threatens to sue the studio unless they force Kathy to be her voice indefinitely without credit. I don’t think it was usually quite that dramatic, but uncredited dubbing happened all the time. In previous episodes, I’ve mentioned Marni Nixon, who dubbed the singing for many iconic performances, such as Audrey Hepburn in My Fair Lady and Natalie Wood in West Side Story, without credit at the time, although now her contributions are kind of general knowledge, at least among movie buffs. But we don’t even have to go that far to find an example: it happened in Singin’ in the Rain itself! Betty Noyes, also known for singing “Baby Mine” in the Disney movie Dumbo, sang for Debbie Reynolds in a couple of her songs without credit, notably including “Would You?” which Kathy is meant to be dubbing for Lina. So Betty Noyes sang for Debbie Reynolds when she was singing for Jean Hagen. (Part of the time, anyway. The “Singin’ in the Rain” reprise that Kathy sings for Lina behind the curtain was definitely Debbie Reynolds’s voice.) Even more ironically, when Kathy is dubbing Lina’s dialogue (“Nothing can keep us apart, our love with last ‘til the stars turn cold”), that was Jean Hagen’s normal speaking voice, so Jean Hagen dubbed Debbie Reynolds dubbing Jean Hagen. I just can’t get over how blatantly these filmmakers went, “Hollywood is fake and yes that includes us” – although I suppose it was much less blatant at the time, I’m not sure at what point all of this became so well-known.

Learning about the dubbing didn’t decrease my love for this movie, although some of the other behind-the-scenes trivia kind of did – specifically the fact that nobody seemed to have a very good time working with Gene Kelly because he was so demanding and impatient, particularly with then 19-year-old Debbie Reynolds, who was not a very experienced dancer, which Kelly found exasperating, even though he knew about it when she got the role. Apparently at one point Fred Astaire – also a notoriously demanding perfectionist – found her crying under a piano at the studio and offered to help her with her dancing. She learned fast and committed hard, literally bursting blood vessels in her feet during the “Good Morning” number. Reynolds later famously said that Singin’ in the Rain and childbirth were the two hardest things she ever had to do. Not that she was the only one who worked hard. Gene Kelly was sick with a 103-degree fever when he performed one of the most famous scenes in Hollywood history, dancing and singing to the title song. I used to view this as admirable, but now I’m like, maybe they could have waited to film it until he got better? Similarly, Donald O’Connor, who was smoking four packs of cigarettes a day at the time, had to rest in the hospital for several days after filming the “Make ‘Em Laugh” scene, and again, it’s like, it’s an incredible performance in a great number, but was it really worth going to the hospital for? Both the story within this movie and the story of how it was made raise some very interesting questions about the “point” of motion pictures – as art, as entertainment, and as an industry – that are still being wrestled with today. Personally, I don’t believe anyone should be forced to risk their health for their job, but at the same time I appreciate how dedicated everyone involved was to making this masterpiece the best it could possibly be. It certainly paid off in this instance. It’s easy for me to say now that it would have been worth making a slightly worse movie if that meant protecting the well-being of the actors, but maybe if it was worse I wouldn’t have quite fallen in love with it to this degree and my life would look very different. So I still don’t know how to feel about all this. And I don’t even know how much it matters anymore, given that the only major cast member still alive is Rita Moreno, whom I absolutely would not have recognized without seeing her name in the credits, and I don’t think she personally was injured on this set – although she was originally supposed to sing “I’ve Got a Feelin’ You’re Foolin’” which then got absorbed into the “Beautiful Girl Montage” that she wasn’t part of, which is a major bummer because she deserved a bigger role in this.

Anyway, speaking of complicated feelings, let’s talk about the romantic aspects of Singin’ in the Rain. The romance between Don and Kathy is an important part of the story, and while that’s a little disturbing knowing how terribly Kelly treated Reynolds on set, and that he was approximately twice her age, their characters’ relationship within the movie is mostly very sweet and I don’t really have a problem with it. And I appreciate how much screentime is devoted to the friendship between Don and Cosmo, which Don is shown continuing to value just as much as he always did even after he starts seeing Kathy. It’s always great to see characters refusing to follow the amatonormative idea of a relationship hierarchy, with every other relationship falling far below one’s romantic partnership. I love the scene in Don’s house that leads to the “Good Morning” number partly because it’s an important turning point in the story and it’s a great song, but also because it shows Don and Kathy and Cosmo as a trio, not a couple with a third wheel, which is so lovely to see. But though Don does his best to resist amatonormativity, it still pursues him rather relentlessly in the form of his costar, Lina Lamont. The studio leaks rumors that Don and Lina are romantically involved to increase publicity for their films, and Lina seems to believe them, despite Don’s adamant assertions that, “There is nothing between us. There has never been anything between us. Just air.” Their relationship is yet another example of a Hollywood façade, and one of my favorite scenes is when they’re working on a silent film and pretending to be madly in love when they’re in the middle of a fight. Their scene ends with a kiss, and as soon as the director yells, “Cut!” Don pushes Lina away in disgust, but she is so sold on their romance that she says, “Oh Donny, you couldn’t kiss me like that and not mean it just a teensy weensy bit!” to which he retorts, “Meet the greatest actor in the world! I’d rather kiss a tarantula!” It would be easy to attribute many of Lina’s actions to jealousy after Don falls in love with Kathy, which was definitely an important motivation, but it wasn’t her only motivation. Because while she is portrayed as relatively clueless, she has to know that the rise of talking pictures is bad for her. It’s not just that she’s losing her man, she’s also losing her career. When she tries to use her star power to force Kathy to work solely as her voice, part of that is certainly to get in the way of Don and Kathy’s happiness together, but I would argue that more of it was a desperate attempt to remain in an industry that was moving on without her. Lina is portrayed as the villain, and granted some of the things she does are pretty awful, but at the same time one can’t help feeling sorry for her. She was taken in by the glamor of Hollywood, unable to see that everything from her romance to her popularity was make-believe, and suddenly her entire life is crashing around her. We cheer when the curtain opens to reveal that Kathy is singing for Lina, but we also cry for her a little – at least, I do. I find Lina to be a thoroughly fascinating and compelling character, and Jean Hagen gives one of my all-time favorite performances (she was nominated for an Oscar and absolutely should have won), and I really want to know what happens to her after the events of the movie. Hopefully she realizes that she doesn’t need a man, least of all one who hates her like Don does, and finds a new career that makes her happy.

If being a Lina Lamont apologist doesn’t get me kicked out of Old Hollywood fan circles, this might: I don’t understand why Cyd Charisse is in this movie. I get that the “Broadway Melody” number is a gorgeous spectacle, but it doesn’t have anything to do with anything and it goes on way too long, and in world it makes zero sense. First of all, they have six weeks to basically remake their entire movie, and that number alone would have absolutely taken more than six weeks to put together. Secondly, a big part of the appeal of that number is how colorful everything is, but their film is in black and white. And like, okay, we can suspend disbelief and just accept that, but there is absolutely no way that Lina Lamont would put up with a 15-minute musical number in the middle of her picture, in which, not only does she not appear at all, but Don is dancing very suggestively with another woman. Like, come on. I know that having a random ballet toward the end of a musical was a major thing back then, especially in Gene Kelly films, but that has never made sense to me and it never will. And like, why did they give Cyd Charisse a very distinctive look for most of her part and then change it for the ballet so that she’s barely recognizable? It’s so confusing. Don’t get me wrong, I mean no disrespect to Charisse, she was a wonderful dancer, and I think it’s great that her appearance in this movie helped put her on the map and lead to bigger roles for her, it’s just that that scene is my personal least favorite part of the movie. Although I guess the message of that whole number can be boiled down to, “when romance fails, turn to your hobbies,” which is something I can definitely get behind. So maybe I wouldn’t cut it out entirely; I would just make it significantly shorter so we can get back to the main story faster.

The thing I find so compelling about this movie is that while it exposes Hollywood glamor as a sham, it also shows that when you see through that, there’s often still something valuable underneath. The smoke and mirrors of movie magic add to the entertainment value, but fundamentally, movies are stories, and storytelling is a deep-rooted feature of humanity. Sometimes when I tell people that I enjoy old movies, they assume that means I’m into the fancy costumes and larger-than-life stars, and like, I guess that’s part of it, but mostly I just really enjoy good stories that are told well, and that’s what a lot of old movies are. And it’s not just Hollywood that tries to glamorize people and their stories; our whole society does it, too, only to a slightly lesser extent. Just as Lina needed to conceal her unpleasant voice and the studio felt that Lockwood and Lamont would sell more tickets if people thought they were actually dating, or just as people thought Debbie Reynolds’s voice wasn’t strong enough for all of Kathy’s songs, normal people in everyday life feel the need to disguise facets of their identity that are less socially acceptable. Don’t act too queer, conform to your assigned gender role, don’t infodump about your hyperfixations; in short, put on a show to pretend to be “normal.” But just as nobody is really as glamorous and flawless as movie stars’ personas pretend to be, nobody is really normal either. Hopefully our society will someday get to the point where people don’t have to keep up this façade, and perhaps future movies will reflect that. But for now, it’s difficult to imagine a more perfect illustration of how the film industry reflects society than the layered deceptions of Singin’ in the Rain. It’s sort of halfway between satire and an honest reflection, and it works remarkably well as both. But it’s also very easy to just watch it as a fun musical without thinking too hard about any of this. I just happen to greatly enjoy overthinking the stories I love, and this happens to be one that lends itself to much overthinking, which is one of the many reasons why I love it.

Thank you for listening to me discuss another of my most frequently rewatched movies. It’s getting to the point where I know these movies so well that I’m not really sure how to talk about them to people who haven’t seen them, so if you’ve never watched Singin’ in the Rain and still managed to follow this episode, I’m very impressed. Next up is a movie that I’m pretty sure would be number one on this list if I’d started keeping track about two years earlier because I already had it completely memorized before 2003, but in the 20 years I was tracking I watched it a mere 35 times, leaving it at number three. As always, I will leave you with a quote from that next movie: “Well. Someone’s got to break the ice and it might as well be me. I mean, I’m used to being a hostess, it’s part of my husband’s work, and it’s always difficult when a group of new friends meet together for the first time, to get acquainted, so I’m perfectly prepared to start the ball rolling. I mean, I have absolutely no idea what we’re doing here, or what I’m doing here, or what this place is about, but I am determined to enjoy myself, and I’m very intrigued, and oh my, this soup’s delicious, isn’t it?”

[autcnomy]

what do you headcanon happened to Lex after the point you stopped watching?

I've frankly decided that what Lex needs is to literally cross over into another universe and Earth. Earth-18 would be awesome; he could meet Lena, who is SO MUCH like him, and fill a hole for her where family that was unconditionally loyal, protective, and HONEST (YES, Smallville Lex was HONEST, until he realized people he put his faith in were not, just like Lena!).

He could meet and fall in love with someone who didn't associate him with the baggage brought by his father's sins. He could work for Lena, or with her, as a partner at LCorp, befriend Kara and act as intermediary when they had their falling-out. He could help the Crisis on Infinite Earth team defeat his far more innately evil parallel self. Hell, he could work with the DEO alongside Lina. Imagine how helpful it would be to have a father figure in J'Onn J'Ones or a friend in Brainy, Winn, Nia, Mon-EL, Nia Nal, or, my GOD, James Olsen. Imagine James meeting a GOOD Lex Luthor, and how that would help ease his PTSD triggers, just by existing as a person with undeniable integrity in the same space.

Imagine the TENSION with Ben Lockwood, the "I'm nothing like you" (and he's not), the vehement debates over where to draw the line in the sand with human security vs alien amnesty rights!!! Imagine the disdain for Maxwell Lord, a fellow brilliant billionaire with gadgets, and Morgan Edge, a scum on any earth who helped kill his grandparents.

The horror and hatred for a Lillian who is as evil as his Lionel; the FACE OFF with John Cryer's Lex!

He could genuinely "do great things" with LCorp as his resource, without compromising his newfound, self-earned integrity in order to become successful. He might even have a son he parented the way his mother parented him, breaking an abuse cycle.

And he might even find a Clark Kent who could abide by the promise to be his friend no matter what.

See, the problem with our Lex is that he is a beautifully complex character stuck in a narrative structure that does not allow him to nurture his kindness, courage and devotion. The solution is just to take him out of the Smallville universe and recontextualize him entirely.

[aquitainequeen]

Watching Singin' in the Rain. One of the best musical films ever. Created such gems as don Lockwood and Lina Lamont hissing barbs at each other while acting out a scene for a silent picture.

'Why you rattlesnake, you; you got that poor kid fired!' 'That's not all I'm gonna do if I ever get my hands on her!' 'I never heard of anything so low.'

***

'Talking picture; that means I'm out of a job! At last I can start suffering and write that symphony.' 'You're not out of a job; we're putting you in as head of the new music department. 'Thanks R.F.!!! At last I can stop suffering and write that symphony!'

***

'Well, we don't know anything about this gadget!' 'What do you have to know? It's a picture. You do what you always did! You just add talking to it! Don, believe me, it will be a sensation! Lamont and Lockwood, they talk!'

And, because words don't do it justice:

[its300am]

Pseudo desafio das referências de Barbie (2023)

Greta Gerwig, diretora do filme mais esperado do ano, fez uma lista com os principais filmes que inspiraram ela e sua equipe a fazerem Barbie do jeito que assistimos hoje. Nem todos estão disponíveis no Brasil e a maioria é muito antigo e super difícil de achar por aí dando sopa, então não dá para propor disso realmente ser um desafio.  Mas quero me incentivar a ver e comentar direitinho sobre os que consegui achar nas plataformas nacionais que sou assinante, então dos 33, minha lista ficou com estes:

#01 — O Mágico de Oz (1939) dirigido por Victor Fleming. Musical. Fantasia. Adaptação.

O filme é inspirado nos livros do Maravilhoso Mágico de Oz de L. Frank Baum. A trama se dá com Dorothy (Judy Garland) e seu cachorro Totó sendo levados para a terra mágica de Oz quando um ciclone passa pela fazenda de seus avós no Kansas. Eles viajam em direção à Cidade Esmeralda para encontrar o Mágico Oz e no caminho encontram um Espantalho, que precisa de um cérebro, um Homem de Lata sem um coração e um Leão Covarde que quer coragem. O Mágico pede ao grupo que tragam a vassoura da Bruxa Malvada do Oeste em troca de sua ajuda.

Eu já assisti ele algumas vezes e sempre que acho uma desculpa eu vou lá ver de novo, é um filme que não me canso de rever porque tem algo de mágico ali (além do óbvio), mas realmente parece uma superprodução para a época. Eu amo como minha eu criancinha assistindo nas primeiras vezes não percebia porque as personagens de Oz pareciam tanto com as do Kansas, foi algo que só adulta eu raciocinei. Isso é o quão imersa eu ficava pela história e ignorava completamente as alegorias, para mim esse filme era o auge do "aconteceu de verdade e eu tenho como provar".

Disponível na HBO Max.

#02 — Os Guarda-Chuvas do Amor (1964) dirigido por Jacques Demy. Musical. Romance. Drama.

Geneviève Emery (Catherine Deneuve), cuja mãe é dona de uma loja de guarda-chuvas, ama Guy Foucher (Nino Castelnuovo), um jovem mecânico. A mãe de Geneviève não vê com bons olhos o romance e preferiria casar sua filha com Roland Cassard, um rico comerciante de diamantes. Guy é convocado para a guerra da Argélia. Geneviève se entrega a ele antes de sua partida com a promessa de que iria esperá-lo.

Eu assisti pela primeira vez essa semana e já revi! O filme é incrível, muito lindo! Estou escrevendo um comentário detalhado sobre ele que vou postar aqui depois, mas em resumo: eu me apaixonei pelo figurino desse filme. É um filme que destrói quem está assistindo, tudo muito delicado e imersivo, você sente até que é com você.

Disponível na Telecine.

#03 — Duas Garotas Românticas (1967) dirigido por Jacques Demy. Musical. Comédia. Romance.

Em Rochefort, Delphine (Catherine Deneuve) e Solange (Françoise Dorléac), duas irmãs gêmeas de 25 anos, radiantes e espirituosas, dão aulas de dança e música. Elas sonham em ir a Paris e aproveitam a oportunidade quando uma trupe de fora passa pela cidade. Tudo isso acontece enquanto nossas heroínas gêmeas procuram o amor ideal.

A própria Greta estava tentando não listar todos os filmes do Jacques Demy, mas este entrou para lista por inspirar o figurino, ainda não assisti, mas como adorei Os Guarda-Chuvas do Amor e é do mesmo diretor e mesma atriz principal, tenho certeza que vou amar também.

Disponível na Telecine.

#04 — Sinfonia de Paris (1951) dirigido por Vicente Minnelli. Musical. Romance.

Após a Segunda Guerra, um soldado americano (Gene Kelly) resolve tentar a sorte como pintor em Paris. Ele é descoberto por uma mulher rica, com outros interesses além de seus quadros, mas se apaixona por Lise (Leslie Caron), que está noiva de outro homem.

[Ainda não assisti]

Está no Prime Video para aluguel.

#05 — Cantando na Chuva (1952) dirigido por Stanley Donen. Musical. Romance.

Don Lockwood (Gene Kelly) e Lina Lamont (Jean Hagen) são dois dos astros mais famosos da época do cinema mudo em Hollywood. Seus filmes são um verdadeiro sucesso e as revistas apostam num relacionamento mais íntimo entre os dois, o que não existe. Porém, o cinema falado chega para mudar totalmente a situação de ambos no mundo da fama. Decidido a produzir um filme falado com o casal mais famoso do momento, Don e Lina precisam, entretanto, superar as dificuldades do novo método para conseguir manter a fama conquistada.

[Ainda não assisti]

Disponível na HBO Max ou Prime Video para aluguel.

#06 — O Show de Truman (1998) dirigido por Peter Weir. Ficção Científica. Drama.

Truman Burbank (Jim Carrey) é um pacato vendedor de seguros que leva uma vida simples com sua esposa Meryl Burbank (Laura Linney). Porém, algumas coisas ao seu redor fazem com que ele passe a estranhar sua cidade, seus supostos amigos e até sua mulher. Após conhecer a misteriosa Lauren (Natascha McElhone), ele fica intrigado e acaba descobrindo que toda sua vida foi monitorada por câmeras e transmitida em rede nacional.

Assisti apenas uma vez, uns dez anos atrás, quando estava me aventurando em uma fase cinéfila, lembro que gostei muito e passei dias com esse filme sendo meu único assunto. Pretendo revê-lo agora.

Disponível na Telecine ou Prime Video para aluguel.

#07 — O Show Deve Continuar (1979) dirigido por Bob Fosse. Musical. Drama.

Quando não está planejando seu novo musical ou trabalhando na produção de seu filme, o coreógrafo e diretor Joe Gideon (Roy Scheider) está tomando pílulas e dormindo com uma fila infinita de mulheres. O stress mental e físico começa a afetar Joe, que agora tem que tomar uma decisão sobre o seu arriscado estilo de vida. O filme é uma semi-autobiografia escrita e dirigida pelo lendário Bob Fosse.

[Ainda não assisti]

Disponível gratuitamente na NetMovies.

#08 — Jejum de Amor (1940) dirigido por Howard Hawks. Comédia. Romance. Adaptação.

O filme é uma adaptação baseada no, também filme, Última hora (1931) dirigido por Lewis Milestone que por sua vez é uma adaptação de uma peça teatral de mesmo nome. Na noite de seu novo casamento, a repórter Hildy Johnson (Rosalind Russell) é convencida a fazer mais uma pauta por seu editor e ex-marido, Walter Burns (Cary Grant). Enquanto entrevista um homem condenado, Hildy percebe que seu enforcamento é uma armação para conseguir votos. Espontaneamente ela ajuda o homem a escapar. É curioso saber que depois de Jejum de Amor ainda houveram mais adaptações das adaptações desta adaptação.

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#09 — Mulheres à Beira de um Ataque de Nervos (1988) dirigido por Pedro Almodóvar. Drama. Comédia.

Uma mulher é deixada por uma amante, mas não se conforma e tenta entrar em contato com ele através de sua esposa, que também não sabe de seu paradeiro. Enquanto isso, sua amiga acha que está sendo perseguida pela polícia devido ao seu namorado terrorista. Se a sinopse parece não ter pé nem cabeça para você, bem-vinde aos filmes do Almodóvar.

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Disponível no Prime Video.

#10 — 2001: Uma Odisseia no Espaço (1968) dirigido por Stanley Kubrick. Ficção científica. Aventura. Adaptação.

Uma estrutura imponente preta fornece uma conexão entre o passado e o futuro nesta adaptação enigmática de um conto reverenciado de ficção científica do autor Arthur C. Clarke. Quando o Dr. Dave Bowman (Keir Dullea) e outros astronautas são enviados para uma misteriosa missão, os chips de seus computadores começam a mostrar um comportamento estranho, levando a um tenso confronto entre homem e máquina, resultando em uma viagem alucinante no espaço e no tempo.

Sendo bem honesta, tentei assistir uma vez e achei muito viajado. Acho que eu nem era o público-alvo na época, devia ter no máximo 16 anos e não tinha sido introduzida nem ao menos em Star Wars, inclusive, graças a essa péssima experiência, eu me fechei para o gênero. Darei outra chance agora, mas provavelmente vai ser o último que assistirei.

Disponível na HBO Max ou Prime Video para aluguel.

#11 — Núpcias de Escândalo (1940) dirigido por George Cukor. Romance. Comédia romântica.

Uma herdeira entediada, destinada a se casar com um executivo chato, vê seus planos de casamento frustrados com a chegada de seu ex-marido playboy. E família então gradualmente começa a perceber a importância da integridade e dos verdadeiros valores.

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#12 — O Terror das Mulheres (1961) dirigido por Jerry Lewis. Comédia. Caricato.

Rejeitado por seu grande amor, Herbert (Jerry Lewis) decide recomeçar a sua vida, de preferência longe das mulheres. Ele aceita um emprego de zelador em uma pensão sem saber que o estabelecimento só hospeda jovens solteiras.

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Disponível na Telecine.

#13 — Janela Indiscreta (1954) dirigido por Alfred Hitchcock. Thriller. Mistério. Adaptação.

O filme é uma adaptação baseada no romance investigativo de mesmo nome do autor Cornell Woolrich. Em Greenwich Village, Nova York, L.B. Jeffries (James Stewart), um fotógrafo profissional, está confinado em seu apartamento por ter quebrado a perna enquanto trabalhava. Como não tem muitas opções de lazer, vasculha a vida dos seus vizinhos com um binóculo, quando vê alguns acontecimentos que o fazem suspeitar que um assassinato foi cometido.

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#14 — E La Nave Va (1983) dirigido por Federico Fellini. Drama. Comédia.

O ano é 1914 e o funeral de uma famosa cantora de ópera reúne artistas e nobres a bordo de um luxuoso navio. Quase que essa sinopse disse "assista e descubra".

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Disponível gratuitamente na NetMovies.

#15 — Contatos Imediatos do Terceiro Grau (1978) dirigido por Steven Spielberg. Ficção científica. Drama.

Um grupo de pessoas tenta entrar em contato com uma inteligência alienígena. Roy Neary (Richard Dreyfuss) não apenas viu um objeto voador não identificado: ele tem uma marca de queimadura para provar. Roy se recusa a aceitar uma explicação para o que viu e está disposto a dar a sua vida para descobrir a verdade sobre OVNIs.

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#16 — Tempos Modernos (1936) dirigido por Charlie Chaplin. Comédia. Drama. Romance. Semimudo.

O icónico Vagabundo está empregado em uma fábrica, onde as máquinas inevitável e completamente o dominam e vários percalços o levam para a prisão. Entre suas passagens pela prisão, ele conhece e faz amizade com uma garota órfã. Ambos, juntos e separados, tentam lidar com as dificuldades da vida moderna, o Vagabundo trabalhando como garçom e, eventualmente, um artista.

Olha se não é o filme mais adorado pelos professores de História e Geografia desse Brasil. Confesso que devo ter assistido umas quatro vezes em sala de aula, mas nunca assisti sozinha para apreciar a obra sem pensar numa prova que viria a seguir. Quase 10 anos depois de largar a escola, irei me dispor ao flashback.

Disponível gratuitamente na NetMovies.

#17 — As Grandes Aventuras de Pee-Wee (1985) dirigido por Tim Burton. Comédia. Infantil.

O esquisitão Pee-Wee (Paul Reubens) é um homem excêntrico que possui um comportamento infantil. Ele embarca na maior aventura de sua vida quando parte em busca do seu bem mais precioso: sua bicicleta vermelha, que fora roubada em plena luz do dia. Pee-Wee percorre a imensidão do país para achá-la, e no meio do caminho se depara com pessoas e situações bizarras, como um caminhão fantasma, um cowboy, uma garçonete sonhadora e seu namorado invejoso, além de uma gangue de motoqueiros.

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#18 — Grease — Nos Tempos da Brilhantina (1978) dirigido por Randal Kleiser. Musical. Romance.

Na Califórnia de 1959, a boa moça Sandy (Olivia Newton-John) e o metido Danny (John Travolta) se apaixonam e aproveitam um verão inesquecível na praia. Quando voltam às aulas, eles descobrem que frequentam a mesma escola. Danny lidera a gangue dos T-Birds, um grupo que gosta de jaquetas de couro e muito gel no cabelo, e Sandy passa tempo com as Pink Ladies, lideradas pela firme e sarcástica Rizzo. Quando os dois se reúnem, Sandy percebe que Danny não é o mesmo por quem se apaixonou, e ambos precisam mudar caso queiram ficar juntos.

Nem sei por onde começar a descrever o tanto que eu sou apaixonada por esse filme! É um filme que sempre me marcou muito por ser o único filme que me conectou com minha mãe, pois ela, ao contrário de mim, odeia cinema. E Grease é o filme que marcou a adolescencia dela e ela trouxe para minha e eu sei que um dia estarei levando esse filme para minha filha (que eu não tenho). Foi o musical que me fez amar musicais, também foi o filme que me introduziu ao Travolta e eu fui muito apaixonada por ele por um tempo. Óbvio que não perderei a chance de revê-lo, e vou tentar arrastar minha mãe comigo.

Disponível na Telecine.

#19 — O Poderoso Chefão (1972) dirigido por Francis Ford Coppola. Crime. Drama.

Uma família mafiosa luta para estabelecer sua supremacia nos Estados Unidos depois da Segunda Guerra Mundial. Uma tentativa de assassinato deixa o chefão Vito Corleone (Marlon Brando) incapacitado e força os filhos Michael (Al Pacino) e Sonny (James Caan) a assumir os negócios.

Mais um que assisti em minha época de cinéfila, mas como faz muito tempo irei rever.

Disponível na Star Plus.

Todas as sinopses são a versão padrão que surge quando se pesquisa o título no Google, algumas foram adaptadas por mim, pois julguei que ficaria melhor. Até agora só assisti 6 dos 19, mas como vou rever muitos, vou considerar como zerado e conforme eu for assistindo vou fazer algum post sobre o que for visto que eu achar relevante. Se você quiser assistir junto, a gente pode ir trocando ideia. A lista completa você encontra no Letterboxd. A entrevista que deu origem a essa lista está disponível em vídeo no YouTube e também como artigo.