#bowie grazer

[freddyfreebat]

[yurtletheturtlehenderson]

The Tug || Stan U. x Fem?Reader

Requested: @trash-mouthlover Could you do a cute soulmate au with good ol Stan the man. If not that's cool too. P.s. your writings are amazing!

A//N: Absolutely! I love Stan the man! I will always love my sassy little noodle-head boi. I AM SO SORRY IT TOOK SO LONG!!! P.s. thank you, you are so sweet! After a lot of searching I finally decided on this soulmate au:

-You can feel a tug from wherever your soulmate is. These may either be automatic or have stronger tugs whenever your soulmate is in distress.

Also, while writing this, it actually started to morph into a Bev x reader without realizing and I had to steer it back on track 😂 Also, going back and reading it, I’m realizing there is almost no interaction between Stan and the reader and for that I apologize, this is the first time writing a soulmate au and I quickly realized, I’m not that good at it. Also, I’m probably gonna make a part two at some point to make up for the lack of Stan x Reader.

Pairings: Stan Uris x Fem!Reader    <btw, the whole fem!reader is only on one small technicality and that was because reader uses the girls bathroom. But technically you can read it as any gender considering they didn’t exactly have gender neutral bathrooms so it can be read as either way I believe>

Warnings: Some cursing. Henry Bowers being creepy for like two seconds. Greta being mean and throwing literally ONE homophobic slur. It felt in character but I still didn't enjoy writing it and might take it out later.

{EDITED AS OF 6•17•19}

Summer break.

Fucking finally.

You forgot how angelic the final bell was on the last day of school. You were gladly swept along the ocean of kids into and down the hallway until you found yourself in front of your locker.

Entering the code you've done mindlessly so for the past 9 months for the final time. The metal door swung open and hit the adjoining lockers with a rather obnoxious clang that was drowned out by the crowd in the hallway. Given that your bus wouldn't show up for another twenty minutes, you knew you were in no hurry so you took your time emptying out your lockers contents. Having learned your lesson from last year, you had brought a spare plastic grocery bag for trash. You had just finished separating the trash and were now putting the rest of your belongings into your bag when you couldn't help but overhear a snippet of conversation from some passing boys in the hallway.

"Yeah, and I think the rabbi's gonna pull down your pants, turn to the crowd and say, 'Where's the beef?'"

With a curious frown, you froze and looked over your shoulder to see the infamous Richie, the trashmouth Tozier. Oh, you were definitely familiar with him. With a small shake of the head, you rolled your eyes and smiled. You closed your locker, swung your backpack over your shoulder and made your way to the girls room.

Of course, the traffic in the hall was still pretty congested so you found yourself a few feet behind Richie and his friends. Anxious to get to the bathroom, yet, as usual, there seemed to be absolutely no wiggle room to squeeze by leaving you no option but to trail behind them awkwardly unintentionally overhearing their conversation. You only saw the backs of their heads and you took an educated guess of who's who. To his right was a blonde boy, just a little taller than Richie, who you assumed to be Bill Denbrough. You frowned at the thought.

Poor boy.

Derry was a relatively small town, or at least small enough for word to travel fast. And the strange passing of his little brother Georgie was no exception. Everyone heard about that. To his right, the tallest boy, who was wearing a kippah, began speaking.

"At the Bar Mitzvah, I read from the Torah, and then I make a speech and suddenly I become a man."

Having been previously staring at your shoes, you nervously look up when you get the sudden feeling of being watched. Your eyes hastily dart up and you curse yourself under your breath when you see the cold dark eyes of Henry Bowers and his posse look you up and down.

No longer feeling safe, you quickly return your gaze to the floor, tighten your grip on your backpack straps and push past the boys. Unintentionally shoving them aside, a pang of guilt passes over you and you quickly turn your head back and throw a quick "sorry" their way.

You visibly relaxed when you reached the safety of the long hallway of the girls bathroom.

What you saw made your face scrunch up in confusion, there was a pair of girls standing around but the suspicious thing was one of them was filling up the trash bag from the garbage can up with water in the sink. Deciding staying out of it was your best option you kept to yourself and walked into one of the unoccupied stalls. The smell of a burning cigarette filled your senses and you couldn't help but cringe.

You had just done your business and done what you needed to do, you were just about ready to pull open the stall door when you heard an angry grunt followed by the sound of someone kicking the nearby stall. You froze out of instinct.

"Are you in there by yourself, Beaver-ly? Or do you have half the guys in the school with you, huh, slut? I know you're in there, little shit. I can smell you."

You frowned. You wanted to say something, but Greta was ruthless and you didn't what to say. You felt ashamed for sitting there, doing nothing.

"Which is it, Greta? Am I a slut or a little shit? Make up your mind." You couldn't help but smile at that. Good for her.

"You're trash."

Thump.

Oh, no.

Now you understood why the girl had been filling up the garbage.

You hastily opened the door to do something, not knowing what yet. You came out just in time to see the other girl standing on the neighbor toilet dumping the trash bag full of water into Beverly's stall.

"Hey! Get out of here! Leave the poor girl alone!" You yell, livid.

"A bit late to defend your girlfriend, you dirty little dike." She spit in your direction causing you to jump back in disgust.

The three girls laughed and strutted out of the bathroom.

It was quiet for a moment and you walked to stall Beverly was still in.

You two knew each other. You weren't exactly friends, but you didn't hate each other or anything. You were acquaintances.

Until now.

You softly knocked on the stall and asked in a quiet voice.

"Hey, you need any help?"

+++

You were glad you made friends with Beverly Marsh. She was kind and funny and the two of you had a lot more in common than you'd realized. Of course, the time came for you to catch your bus and the two of you parted ways, not before making plans to hang out later of course.

You made your way onto the crowded bus for the final time and took a seat in your regular spot and got out your walkman and pressed play, turning off your brain. Many bus stops later you found yourself in your regular routine. You rounded the familiar corner of your neighboring street, only two blocks away from your house when it happened.

That tug.

The one everyone talked about. Bragged about even.

Sure a couple of times you thought you felt it, or the ghost of the tug. But this time you were sure.

It wasn't the good tug either, it was the rapid, frantic tug. It made your heart flutter. Were they okay? You'd heard stories of a soulmate being in distress, but it never felt like this. It was frantic and the pull was in every direction at once. It caused your own heart to thud rapidly against your chest. Once again you felt helpless. But what could you do? You didn't even know who your soulmate was.

Unable to think about anything else, you let your feet carry you home as your worried mind conjured endless scenarios. Anything that could possibly explain what the hell was happening. To your great relief, it gradually relaxed. Lulled into a soft but present tug.

They were safe. For now.

+++

A few days later, you finally were able to meet up with Beverly. She had insisted on going out and doing literally anything other than staying inside. When you stopped by her house and had a rather unpleasant greeting from her father you immediately understood why. The two of you were content with walking around town, and when she mentioned she needed to stop by the drug store you obliged. Naturally, you told her about the tug from the other day and she listened intently, invested in the conversation and offering advice as friends do. Which you greatly appreciated.

"I know, right? I'm glad you think so, I was starting to think I was paranoid or maybe I, I don't know..." You trailed off when you noticed two boys in the alleyway, one of them looked to be pretty bloodied up.

"Hey, why don't you go inside and get your supplies, I'll meet you out here? Sound good?" She looked confused but seemed to understand you had a good reason.

"Oh, uh, yeah. Sure thing." She smiled and headed inside, the ring of the store bell echoing.

Your eyes never broke contact with the boys in the alley and you walked toward them to offer help.

Upon closer examination, or rather being within earshot, you realized it was none other than Richie Tozier."Glad I got to meet you before you died." He said awkwardly standing above the bloodied up kid who was sitting on a crate.

You recognized the kid. It was the new kid, Ben. You remembered him from math class. He was a sweet kid.

"Alright, now just what did you do to him, Tozier?" You called out teasingly, grabbing the attention of the two young boys.

Richie's eyes bugged out behind his big glasses before he quickly recovered.

"Oi! Wassen' me I'm tellin ya!" He squeaked in awkward accent.

"Yikes! That accent needs a little work there, Tozier."You winked and turned to the bleeding boy before you could catch the offended look from Richie.

"Ben, right?"

He nodded.

"[Y/N]. Nice to meet ya." You two shared a polite but genuine smile.

You crouched down to meet his eye level, and sat on one leg."So, I'm just gonna assume that you that there actually IS someone who can help? You are aren't just letting yourself bleed out in some alley with this douche, right?" You said with a crooked smile, gesturing with your thumb to the speckled boy in a Hawaiian shirt.

You and Richie had known each other for a couple months. You two were the only ones who could keep each other sane during social studies class. Friendly banter was not uncommon between you two.

"Y-Yeah, they went inside," Ben spoke up.

"May I?" I gesture to his injury to take a look and he obliges.

You gently straighten out his shirt to examine the injury and it doesn't take too long to notice the three deep gashes that form an "H" on his stomach. You press your lips into a firm line, sighing, meeting the poor boy's eye.

"Bowers, huh?" You said quietly.

"Yeah." He admits quietly.

"Yeah, he is a real prick." You mumbled, terrified to say such things even when he's nowhere around.

Suddenly, you thought you felt a gentle tug in the center of your chest and your attention was quickly snatched at the sound of the drug store bell ringing rapidly. You heard a cluster of hurried footsteps and you stood to your feet turning in the direction of the noise to see two of three boys scurrying down the alley carrying a bunch of supplies.

You recognized the boys to be one the very same ones from school the other day. You could only name one, and that was Bill, although he seemed hesitant to walk over. It seemed he was more interested in something just outside the alley.

"I'm assuming you guys are the medical team I've heard so much about. Great response time." You quipped sending a smile.

The shortest one, who was carrying all the supplies was focused only on tending to Ben, which you dubbed a good thing.

"Why do you have two fanny packs?" You asked.

"I don't want to get into it right now, who are you anyway?"

"Y/N. I noticed Ben here in the alley, you know, bleeding out. And I figured, I better come rescue him from the company or Tozier, here." You smirk, and earning a glare and a snide comment from Richie.

Soon enough, the attention redirects itself back to Ben's wound. Richie starts yelling at the boy tending to Ben, who you learned his name to be Eddie, and Eddie argues back.

"You gotta suck the wound dry before applying the band aids. This is 101."

"You don't know what you're talking about."

"Yeah, that's the stupidest thing I've ever heard." You snort, and seem to have earned a chuckle from the other boy.

You were about to turn and introduce yourself when you heard a familiar voice.

"Are you okay? That looks like it hurts."

"Bev, there you are!" You stand up and make room for Eddie to tend to Ben.

You take a few steps back and stand next to the girl. It was then you made eye contact with Bill. He had a hint of recollection.

"[Y-Y/n], r-r-right?"

You smile politely.

"The one and only. Nice to meet you... Bill?" You asked his name, confidently, but asked anyway not wanting to seem weird.

He nodded and you took your hand out of your pocket for a brief moment to shake hands with the tallest boy.

"And I'm sorry, I don't believe we've met?" You asked politely.

The tallest boy stood still, almost in a daze of some sort and you frowned slightly, pulling your hand back hesitantly.

You looked around at the other boys in confusion. "Did- Did I say something, or-?"

Richie waltzed over, with the largest, shit-eating grin you had ever seen and placed his arm around the boy's shoulder shaking him slightly.

"Oh, no! Don't be silly! Ol' Stan the Man here loses his shit when he sees somethin' he likes." With that same shit-eating grin, he looked you in the eyes, raising his eyebrows suggestively.

You quirked an eyebrow and chuckled softly. "Excuse me?"

Before Richie could answer, the boy, Stan you presumed, spoke up, elbowing Richie in the process.

"Can it, Richie."

He sighed and straightened himself out as he looked back to you, awkwardly sticking out his hand to shake yours. "Stan Uris."

You smiled warmly and reached out to take his hand. "[Y/N] [L/N]."

The two of you froze when you simultaneously felt the same tug, the strongest you had ever felt, the one your parents gushed about, and you two shared a look. Silently agreeing not to bring it to attention and save it for later you two smiled at each other and turned to the poor kid who was still getting patched up. Although you couldn't help the blush that rivaled Stan's.

You made a mental note to ask him what happened to him the other day...

Bev directed her attention to the Ben, they seemed to know each other

She had a certain glint in her eye as she spoke to him.

"You sure they got the right stuff, to fix you up?"

Bill spoke up. "W-We'll take care of him. Thanks again, Beverly."

"Sure," she nodded, then turned gesturing to you. "Maybe, we'll see you around."

You made eye contact with Stan, and smiled knowingly, causing another blush to dust his cheeks and he awkwardly coughed.

It seemed everyone was oblivious to this, thankfully.

"Yeah, we were thinking about going to the q-quarry tomorrow, if you guys wa-wanna come."

You and Beverley shared a look and you turned to the boys. "Good to know."

"Yeah, thanks."

Hiding your smirk, the two of you turned and walked down the alley together.

This would definitely be interesting.

+++++

⇴ The Tug - [Part 2]

[kunstmull]

A Selection of Ornate Berlin Doors 

Some famous, some just pretty, some with musical histories attached

[jonstavk]

Beverley Marsh, actual angel, signs Bens year book. Greta Bowie , actual garbage, signs Eddies cast. And yet??? They have two different messages and two different intentions. And I'm just so sad about that parallel.

[weclassybouquetfun]

The New York Times shone a spotlight on some of the actors who gave some of the greatest performances in 2020.

Zoe Kravitz (High Fidelity)

To love Zoë Kravitz is to fear two minutes of screen time a pop. The longer she’s got, the smokier and more incandescent she gets. “High Fidelity,” a series remake of the 2000 movie, is almost all her, simmering as a heartsick record-shop owner named Rob. She moves through her breakups and bad decisions serenely unfazed. In Episode 5, Rob goes to town on a mansplaining lech who doubts she knows her Bowie and McCartney. My pulse shot up. Kravitz’s seemed fine. We were watching a star casually announce herself. Hulu, sadly, canceled the show. But not before we saw what Kravitz could do with something intended as all hers: own it. — Wesley Morris

Michaela Coel (I May Destroy You)

Sophia Loren (Life Ahead)

Luca Marinelli (Martin Eden)

On paper, Martin Eden is a traditional movie-star role: a man of humble origins and great ambitions who rises in the world and pays a heavy price for his ascent. Pietro Marcello’s “Martin Eden,” a faithful deconstruction of Jack London’s novel, both fulfills and defies this template. But Luca Marinelli’s Martin exists on a plane beyond ambiguity. As handsome as a classic screen idol — Rudolph Valentino? Gary Cooper? Paul Newman? Alain Delon? all of the above? — he has the wit to play Martin with utter sincerity, as a man who believes that his own destiny and human progress are identical. Watching him, you believe it, too. — A.O.Scott

Jason Sudeikis (Ted Lasso)

Ethan Hawke (Good Lord Bird)

If there’s a dignified way to play murderous zealotry, I’m sure I don’t want to see it. Give me Ethan Hawke’s lunatic passions every time. In “The Good Lord Bird,” a series based on James McBride’s grim, absurdist novel, Hawke plays the abolitionist John Brown with five-alarm irreverence. He lowers his voice until its setting is “Tom Waits.” His hair flies; his baby blues seem primed to burst. Brown’s volcanic eruptions vault Hawke beyond acting into possession. That’s an apt tribute to an extremist whose approach to what we would call wokeness is insomnia. Hawke plays him as if he doesn’t know what sleep is. — Wesley Morris

Jordan Kristine Seamon & Jack Dylan Grazer (We Are Who We Are)

“We Are Who We Are” is Luca Guadagnino’s dreamy, horny, naturalistic soap opera about life on an American Army base in Chioggia, Italy. The grown-up soldiers have their share of drama, but the feverish pulse of the series belongs to the children, notably Fraser (Jack Dylan Grazer) and Caitlin (Jordan Kristine Seamón). They share an impatience with norms of gender and sexuality and a drive to forge new identities. To capture their coming-of-age, Grazer and Seamón draw on techniques of performance — cool, strange, radically empathic — that they seem to be discovering in real time. — A.O.Scott

Meanwhile in Toyland.

Paul Arteides to WB: B*tch betta have my money. Pay me what you owe me.

[sonyclasica]

BANDA SONORA ORIGINAL

BANDA SONORA ORIGINAL DE LA SERIE DE HBO WE ARE WHO WE ARE

La música de la serie original de Luca Guadagnino con música de Prince, Radiohead, David Bowie, Blood Orange y otros sale a la venta en formato LP hoy 15 de enero de 2021.

Consíguelo AQUÍ

. También se incluye en el álbum una versión de "Soldier of Love" de Sade interpretada por la actriz Francesca Scorsese, así como tres pistas en directo de Blood Orange grabadas nuevamente por Devonté Hynes para la serie. Además de las tres pistas en directo de Blood Orange, el productor, multiinstrumentista, compositor, compositor y vocalista Devonté Hynes complementa la banda sonora con la música que compuso especialmente para la serie y que también estará disponible junto con el álbum de la banda sonora. We Are Who We Are se estrenó con gran éxito de crítica en HBO y HBO MAX el 14 de septiembre y se emite los lunes a las 10:00 p.m. ET.

 Luca Guadagnino, nominado al Premio de la Academia, lleva su estilo cinematográfico único a la televisión por primera vez con la serie de ocho episodios We Are Who We Are. Esta historia sobre dos chicos estadounidenses que viven en una base militar en Italia explora la amistad, el primer amor, la identidad y sumerge al público en toda esa euforia y angustia desordenada que implica ser un adolescente; una historia que podría suceder en cualquier parte del mundo, pero que en este caso, tiene lugar en este pequeña porción de Estados Unidos en Italia. El elenco incluye caras conocidas como Chloë Sevigny (Big Love), Kid Cudi (Westworld y How to Make It in America), Jack Dylan Grazer (It), Alice Braga (Reina del Sur), Spence Moore II (All American), así como los nuevos artistas como Jordan Kristine Seamón, Faith Alabi, Francesca Scorsese, Ben Taylor, Corey Knight, Tom Mercier y Sebastiano Pigazzi.

 We Are Who We Are es una coproducción de HBO-Sky; el productor ejecutivo, escritor, director Luca Guadagnino; con producción ejecutiva de Lorenzo Mieli para The Apartment y Mario Gianani para Wildside, ambas compañías de Fremantle, con Small Forward, junto a Guadagnino, Elena Recchia, Nick Hall, Sean Conway y Francesco Melzi d'Eril; Paolo Giordano y Francesca Manieri escriben junto a Guadagnino. Distribuidor internacional: Fremantle.

CONECTA CON WE ARE WHO WE ARE

SITIO WEB | INSTAGRAM | TRAILER

[takeeachdayonebookatatime]

The worst movies of all time

A bad movie might not actually be bad, it just might be that not enough people saw it when it came out. I like the movie John Carter.

(Cutthroat Island) is a 1995 adventure swashbuckler film directed by Renny Harlin and written by Robert King and Marc Norman from a story by Michael Frost Beckner, James Gorman, Bruce A. Evans and Raynold Gideon.

Net production budget (millions)  $98 

Worldwide gross (millions) $18.3 

Estimated loss (millions) $105

Adjusted for inflation $178

(Mars Needs Moms) 2011 American 3D computer-animated science fiction film produced by ImageMovers Digital and released by Walt Disney Pictures. 

Net production budget (millions) $150

Worldwide gross (millions) $39

Estimated loss (millions) $100–144

Adjusted for inflation $115–166

Battlefield Earth (also referred to as Battlefield Earth: A Saga of the Year 3000) is a 2000 American science fiction film based on the 1982 novel by Scientology founder L. Ron Hubbard.

Net production budget (millions) $73–103

Worldwide gross (millions) $29.7

Estimated loss (millions) $73.3

Adjusted for inflation $110

(John Carter) is a 2012 American science fiction action film directed by Andrew Stanton, written by Stanton, Mark Andrews, and Michael Chabon, and based on A Princess of Mars (1912), the first book in the Barsoom series of novels by Edgar Rice Burroughs. I actually enjoyed this movie a lot.

Net production budget (millions) $263.7 

Worldwide gross (millions) $284.1 

Estimated loss (millions) $113–200

Adjusted for inflation $127–225

(The Adventures of Baron Munchausen)  is a 1988 adventure fantasy film co-written and directed by Terry Gilliam and starring John Neville, Sarah Polley, Eric Idle, Jonathan Pryce, Oliver Reed, and Uma Thurman. The film is based on the tall tales about the 18th-century German nobleman Baron Munchausen and his wartime exploits against the Ottoman Empire.

Net production budget (millions) $46.6

Worldwide gross (millions) $8.1

Estimated loss (millions) $38.5

Adjusted for inflation $84

(The Adventures of Pluto Nash) is a 2002 American science fiction action comedy film directed by Ron Underwood and starring Eddie Murphy (in a dual role), Randy Quaid, Rosario Dawson, Joe Pantoliano, Jay Mohr, Luis Guzmán, James Rebhorn, Peter Boyle, Pam Grier, and John Cleese.

Net production budget (millions) $100

Worldwide gross (millions) $7.1

Estimated loss (millions) $96

Adjusted for inflation $138

(The Alamo) is a 2004 American war drama film about the Battle of the Alamo during the Texas Revolution. The picture was directed by John Lee Hancock, produced by Ron Howard, Brian Grazer, and Mark Johnson, distributed by Walt Disney Pictures (through its Touchstone Pictures banner), The screenplay is credited to Hancock, John Sayles, Stephen Gaghan, and Leslie Bohem. Starring Dennis Quaid as Sam Houston, Billy Bob Thornton as Davy Crockett, Jason Patric as Jim Bowie, and Patrick Wilson as William B. Travis.

Net production budget (millions) $107

Worldwide gross (millions) $25.8

Estimated loss (millions) $94

Adjusted for inflation $129

(Dudley Do-Right) is a 1999 American slapstick comedy film written and directed by Hugh Wilson, based on Jay Ward's Dudley Do-Right, produced by Davis Entertainment for Universal Studios. It stars Brendan Fraser from the Mummy franchise.

Net production budget (millions) $70

Worldwide gross (millions) $10

Estimated loss (millions) $65

Adjusted for inflation $101

(The Fall of the Roman Empire) is a 1964 American epic film directed by Anthony Mann and produced by Samuel Bronston, with a screenplay by Ben Barzman, Basilio Franchina and Philip Yordan. The film stars Sophia Loren, Stephen Boyd, Alec Guinness, James Mason, Christopher Plummer, Mel Ferrer, and Omar Sharif.

Net production budget (millions) $18.4

Worldwide gross (millions) $4.8

Estimated loss (millions) $14.3

Adjusted for inflation $119

(Doctor Dolittle) (also known as Dr. Dolittle) is a 1967 American musical comedy film directed by Richard Fleischer. It was adapted by Leslie Bricusse from the book series by Hugh Lofting. The screenplay fuses three of the books, The Story of Doctor Dolittle (1920), The Voyages of Doctor Dolittle (1922), and Doctor Dolittle's Circus (1924). It starred Samantha Eggar, Anthony Newley, Rex Harrison, and Richard Attenborough. 

Net production budget (millions) $17

Worldwide gross (millions) $9

Estimated loss (millions) $10.8

Adjusted for inflation $84

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Jack Moore

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Jamie Bamber

Jared S. Gilmore

Jared Padalecki

Jaren Lewison

Jason Bateman

Jason Beghe

Jason Dohring

Jason Gedrick

Jason George

Jason Isaacs

Jason Momoa

Jason R. Moore

Jason Ralph

Jason Segel

Javier Muñoz

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Jeff Meacham

Jeff Perry

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Jesse Williams

Jim Beaver

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Jim Parsons

Jim Rash

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Joe Dempsie

Joe Gilgun

Joe Keery

Joe Lo Truglio

Joe Minoso

Joe Manganiello

Joe Mantegna

Joe Morton

Joe Spano

Joel Labelle

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Joel David Moore

Joey Batey

Joey Lawrence

John Barrowman

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John Boyd

John Cho

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John Gammon

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John Karna

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John Krasinski

John Larroquette

John C. McGinley

John Noble

John Schneider

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John Stamos

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Johnny Galecki

Joivan Wade

Jon Barinholtz

Jon Bernthal

Jon Cryer

Jon Hamm

Jon Michael Hill

Jon Huertas

Jon Seda

Jon Tenney

Jonathan Del Arco

Jonathan Frakes

Jonathan Groff

Jonathan Ho

Jonathan Jackson

Jonathan Kite

Jonathan Tucker

Jonny Lee Miller

Jordan Bolger

Jordan Bridges

Jordan Calloway

Jordan Gavaris

Jordan Peele

Jordane Christie

Jorge Garcia

José Zuniga

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Joseph Morgan

Josh Bowman

Josh Charles

Josh Dallas

Josh Gad

Josh Hartnett

Josh Holloway

Josh Radnor

Joshua Gomez

Joshua Jackson

Joshua Malina

Joshua Sasse

J.R. Bourne

J.R. Lemon

J.R. Ramirez

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Julian Works

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Justin Chon

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[nexrp5-blog]

NAME: Elijah Buford Weathers. BIRTHDAY: September 11th, 1974. PRONOUNS: He/him. GENDER/SEX: Cisgender/male. OCCUPATION: High school student. FACE CLAIM: Jack Dylan Grazer.

AESTHETIC – Pulling the blanket over your nose at night out of fear of monsters, bright red converse, comic books, overplayed records, colourful bandaids, blue kool-aid, the sound of sizzling pop rocks, deep crimson turning purple on scraped knees, striped shirts that just don’t quite fit right, arcade games on a saturday, silent sniffles at night, ghosts and ghouls, phantom pains, waffles with too much syrup, a dying flashlight, cartoon re-runs on tv.

LIKES: Mystery Inc, dogs, long weekends, sleeping in, video games, spider man, playing outside, adventures, the bell that announces summer break, fluffy cats, all kinds of candy, pancakes and waffles, talking to casper, david bowie, ducktales, the real ghostbusters, being right and that being acknowledged, the two coreys, aerosmith, getting solid grades for once.

DISLIKES: Being home alone, gory movies, slime, people who play with boogers, most teachers, football and those who play it, any kind of sport, getting haircuts, seeing your parents sad, especially your mother, the mention of tommy being possibly dead, onions, applying sun screen before going out, suits, getting mud on your newly bought sneakers after fresh rain, darkness.

HEAD CANONS

– The ghosts, he swears he can see them. Maybe it’s a feeling or simply an intuition but whenever he looks over his shoulder, Eli swears there’s something watching him. Often he wonders whether it’s all in his head or if others share the experience. And it makes a young boy believe he’s completely bonkers. Pictures show up in places he hasn’t noticed them in before, nightmares get worse and people start to change right in front of his eyes. Eli, of course, is not a medium nor in contact with the spirit world, but a constant unease and paranoia are the results of a yet to be diagnosed bipolar disorder that’s nagging on him. Just like Mama Bonnie, who’s doing not well. It grew more apparent after Tommy went missing. He, of course, blames it on the Bunnyman spying on all of them.

– Geeks, he’s one of them. No matter if comics, cartoons or movies coming out, Eli loves to dive into the world of superheroes and Skywalkers. On the outside, he swears his biggest celebrity crush up to date is Carrie Fisher as Leia Organa, but deep down he’s always preferred Han Solo. If he had to pick, his favourite comic franchise would be Marvel, even though DC characters such as The Riddler and Dick Grayson found their way into his room as small action figures which to him, equal the holy grail.

– Worry is his constant companion. It creeps up on him whenever solitude takes over, first slowly then all at once. Does his mother care for him? How can he help her? He blames the sadness of his surroundings on no one but himself and oh, how heavy the weight of sentiment gets on small shoulders. Minor situations trigger a certain panic of getting left behind, getting lost and being the weakest link. But that doesn’t stop him from being fiercely protective of friendship and willing to sacrifice himself. It doesn’t ever get lonely with a heart full of fear by your side and it makes a young boy brave, or so he’d like to think.

– He maintains a petty hatred towards sports. Perhaps years of getting overlooked, pushed around have taken its toll on Eli, maybe it’s because PE class itself makes him want to run the other direction, but the younger Weathers hates any kind of athletic group activity. The boy thinks so as useless, unnecessarily exhausting and something for show-offs without a brain. Sure, it bears a certain judgement, but the jocks never went easy on his friends, either. Football’s the worst kind, it’s safe to say Superbowl season is his least favourite season.

– He’s incredibly bad at math. In fact so bad, that his brother has to tutor him every now and then, or else he’d fail the year without hesitation. There’s something about rational sciences Eli can’t wrap his head around. On the contrary, he doesn’t mind English class but lacks a proper attention skill for creative writing. School what makes his life a bit sadder and harder all-together.

CONNECTIONS

ANDY & BONNIE WEATHERS – The disappearance of the youngest Weathers was sure to put a bump in the family’s relationship. His father’s trying, all to hard he knows, his mother’s grieving, but it’s her good right. He wishes it would all be good again, but Eli loves his parents as much as he fears they’ll forget about him, one day. Aren’t all families a little broken?

JESSE WEATHERS – Jesse’s his older brother and the one person to carry the weight of his questions as well as secrets. Sometimes it annoys the younger Weathers to see him in school, all popular and caught up in brain-less sports, but he knows it’s all to build a good life. They’ll always stick together, won’t they? He can’t leave like Tommy, they need him right here.

CASPER MULLIN – Eli’s best friend out of Mystery Inc. And sure, one shouldn’t pick favourites nor would he openly tell the other’s, but they just get along super well. He thinks of Casper as braver than himself, better than himself and evidently made for bigger things in this world: Like working for NASA.

MYSTERY INC  – A clique, a crew, a group of friends that stick together through adventures and rainy days. Currently it consists of Ava Alvarez, Lucius Jenko, Wesley Kinney, Katherine Gath, Casper Mullin and Lucia Burke.

PENNED BY PJ.

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BANDA SONORA ORIGINAL

BANDA SONORA ORIGINAL DE LA SERIE DE LUCA GUADAGNINO WE ARE WHO WE ARE

La serie de Luca Guadagnino, disponible en HBO, contiene música de Prince, Radiohead, David Bowie y Blood Orange, entre otros. Disponible hoy el viernes 2 de octubre.

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Milan Records anuncia hoy el lanzamiento deWE ARE WHO WE ARE (ORIGINAL SERIES SOUNDTRACK) de Luca Guadagnino, un álbum con la música de la nueva serie dramática sobre el paso a la adultez de Luca Guadagnino que se emite por de HBO®. Disponible en todo el mundo el viernes 2 de octubre, el álbum incluye música cuidadosamente seleccionada porGuadagnino y la supervisora musical ganadora del premio Emmy Robin Urdang, con música de artistas como Prince, Radiohead, David Bowie y otros. También se incluye en el álbum una versión de "Soldier of Love" de Sade interpretada por la actriz Francesca Scorsese, así como tres pistas en directo de Blood Orange grabadas nuevamente por Devonté Hynes para la serie. Además de las tres pistas en directo de Blood Orange, el productor, multiinstrumentista, compositor, compositor y vocalista Devonté Hynes complementa la banda sonora con la música que compuso especialmente para la serie y que también estará disponible junto con el álbum de la banda sonora el viernes 2 de octubre. We Are Who We Are se estrenó con gran éxito de crítica en HBO y HBO MAX el 14 de septiembre y se emite los lunes a las 10:00 p.m. ET.

Luca Guadagnino, nominado al Premio de la Academia, lleva su estilo cinematográfico único a la televisión por primera vez con la serie de ocho episodios We Are Who We Are. Esta historia sobre dos chicos estadounidenses que viven en una base militar en Italia explora la amistad, el primer amor, la identidad y sumerge al público en toda esa euforia y angustia desordenada que implica ser un adolescente; una historia que podría suceder en cualquier parte del mundo, pero que en este caso, tiene lugar en este pequeña porción de Estados Unidos en Italia. El elenco incluye caras conocidas como Chloë Sevigny (Big Love), Kid Cudi (Westworld y How to Make It in America), Jack Dylan Grazer (It), Alice Braga (Reina del Sur), Spence Moore II (All American), así como los nuevos artistas como Jordan Kristine Seamón, Faith Alabi, Francesca Scorsese, Ben Taylor, Corey Knight, Tom Mercier y Sebastiano Pigazzi.

We Are Who We Are es una coproducción de HBO-Sky; el productor ejecutivo, escritor, director Luca Guadagnino; con producción ejecutiva de Lorenzo Mieli para The Apartment y Mario Gianani para Wildside, ambas compañías de Fremantle, con Small Forward, junto a Guadagnino, Elena Recchia, Nick Hall, Sean Conway y Francesco Melzi d'Eril; Paolo Giordano y Francesca Manieri escriben junto a Guadagnino. Distribuidor internacional: Fremantle.

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WE ARE WHO WE ARE (ORIGINAL SERIES SOUNDTRACK)

LISTADO DE PISTAS:

1.       The Love We Make – Prince

2.       Why Must The Show Go On – Giorgio Moroder & Philip Oakey

3.       A Lei – Anna Oxa

4.       Three Weeks And I’m Still Outta My Mind – John Adams

5.       Keys Of Life – Klaus Nomi

6.       Lightning Strikes – Klaus Nomi

7.       Child Prodigy – Arto Lindsay

8.       Time Will Tell – Blood Orange

9.       Emilia Paranoica – CCCP Fedeli Alla Linea

10.    Soldier of Love – Francesca Scorsese

11.    American A O – Aaron Carter

12.    House of Cards – Radiohead

13.    Absolute Beginners – David Bowie

14.    Child Song – Kip Hanrahan

15.    Better Than Me (Live at Club Locomotiv) – Blood Orange

16.    But You (Live at Club Locomotiv) – Blood Orange

17.    Time Will Tell (Live at Club Locomotiv) – Blood Orange