I'm begging people to please just learn to enjoy things, genuinely. Like yes, think critically while consuming media and stay alert, but also remember to allow yourself downtime.
I'm tired right now and probably won't be able to articulate this properly, but I just saw someone on Twitter complain that movies like The Menu and Glass Onion are shallow half-critiques that don't actually say anything radical about the rich/class systems, and I mean... Yeah? That's actually ok? They're entertainment products designed for mass appeal. And I'm not saying that something can't be entertaining as well as taking a clear, defined position, but I'm saying that not every piece of media has to be an in-depth takedown of social/political systems.
Both films had something to say, and do a good job of getting people thinking about our current society and it's issues. They aren't documentaries created for a niche group who have thoroughly studied these ideals, nor do they claim to be. Not everyone watching these movies will have the same knowledge of social systems, and most people certainly don't want to be flat out lectured by fictional characters.
Learn to enjoy things for what they are sometimes, without feeling the need to condemn them for every way they didn't live up to your personal standard
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Bar MacTavish definitely tried to punch Soap in the face for giving him that nickname.
Soap thinks it’s hilarious
Soap knew his cousin was in a private military, he just didn’t know it was Shadow Company. When the two MacTavishes met again, Soap jumped into a elevator right before the doors closed. And he was met with the face of his elder cousin.
“Holy shit- Dean?”
His cousin blinked before narrowing his eyes, “Johnny.”
“Hey, none if that! Haven’t seen or heard from you in ages! How have you been, man?”
Dean took a breath, “Fine.”
“… why are you so short with me?”
The elevator doors opened and Dean walked out quickly, Soap chasing after him. Dean seemed eager to get away from Soap and Soap was hurt by that.
“Ay! Dean! What’s your problem?”
Dean stopped and turned around, grabbing Soap by the collar as he practically ran into him. Soap tensed as his cousin shoved him away.
“I don’t have a fucking problem!”
Dean turned and froze when a couple Shadows came around the corner. It looked like he was debating to run but it was too late, they had spotted him… and they had spotted Soap, as well.
“Look at that! MacTavish family reunion!”
“Piss off!”
“Aww, Bar mad?”
Soap blinked in confusion, “Bar?”
Dean growled in annoyance, “It’s nothing!”
The Shadows said nothing more and just walked by, one greeting Soap as they passed.”
“He’s an angry one, huh Soap?”
Soap blinked before his eyes widened in realization, “Oh.”
He tried to not smile, he really did. He was fighting to keep his mouth shut as Dean stood there, fuming in silence. Soap had been in his cousin’s shadow his whole life, he was always being compared to him… and look who’s now in the dark.
“Bar, huh?” Dean glared at him and Soap knew he’d better be quick, “What’s it like picking at my leftovers?”
Soap dodged Dean’s fist before he booked it down the hall. He laughed sparingly, knowing he was going to have to work to keep out of his dear cousin’s wrathful hands. Even if he did get caught, he’d still be on Cloud Nine. Finally, he’s in first place.
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Hi yeah sorry me again with more DOTD thoughts, it still makes me lose my mind sometimes
I know this is probably all in my head just because I think about these two characters a concerning amount but it always interested me how Cole paralleled/contrasted Morro on a scaled-down level. I can't get this out of my brain in a way that makes total sense but bare with me here. I just can't get over the going-it-alone-out-of-anger/desperation-and-the-terrible-consequences-that-followed.
He goes after Yang out of anger and desperation and unleashes the souls of departed enemies (accidentally) on his friends. He fought through all of Yangs students on his own to reach Yang himself in a confrontation surrounding an interdimensional rift, and we get yet another scene of a Sensei trying to talk sense into a student except this time Yang is the one forcing Cole to let go and not the other way around, sending Cole back to life instead of to another death. After everything is said and done he has a bright green scar/rift on the left side of his face which always reminded me of Morro's bright green hairstreak on the right of his. The visual parallel is less important to me but still neat yk. Also one being sent high into the air and one being sent deep into the sea, floating temple vs. underwater tomb, yeah.
You don't have to tell me that I'm overanalyzing this and looking for connections that probably don't exist because I know I am, but I still lose it everytime. Cole only survived because Morro was able to remind his friends and Sensei that he even existed and it sent them to go find him and give him the strength he needed to keep going. It just makes me think about how Morro could've turned out in different circumstances constantly. Like, what if he had sources of worth and love that weren't tied to the idea that he was the green ninja. What if he had friends to keep him grounded like Kai or family to worry about or an identity of his own before ever being introduced to the idea of the green ninja like everyone else did. God day of the departed should've been so much longer I wanted SO MUCH MORE out of it
ALSO also would've loved to see Cole and Morro actually interact. In my head they're such a duo and I care about them greatly
I'm also definitely not insane over Wind and Earth and their twin connection to death and also destiny and legacy. Definitely not. Topic for another time I've rambled too long
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The BG3 companions have the same energy to the DA2 companions to me. All emotionally resonate in a real and flawed way, and lovable (and/or hateable) for that. Beaten down and abused by the systems or relationships they were chained to. To the extent they either grow past their pain and anger to forge a healing path ahead or let it define them enough that they lose all perspective and blow their chance for growth (in the story). The messy queer and polam vibes may just be how I play both games, but that's there too.
However, while I think BG3's characters are inspired by DA2's, I don't think there's any 1 to 1 comparisons. Elves and orb contemplating mages are a staple of the fantasy genre; and Fenris, Astarion, Gale, and Anders are different enough that saying they're the same does all characters an injustice (imo). Fenris's slavery allegory is tied to colonialist power structures, for example, and there's a reason his skin is dark. While Astarion's slavery allegory is much closer to commentary on a criminal underground of sex slavery. Which makes sense with the vampire allegory too, because vampires (as a horror monster) often reflect anxieties around sex and sexuality. Nor are Fenris and Astarion like each other at all, they're very different people. If anything Astarion is more like Isabela. What with her deflective flirty humor masking a pain that's related to her being a 'beautiful prize' that was forced into a marriage at a (too) young age to a violent and possessive man that objectified, used, and tortured her, a criminal life of hurting others pushed onto her and it being all she now knows and accepts...
Hmm, maybe there are some comparisons to be made actually... 😅
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aurghhh ok still rewatching '97 and the way guts and casca only have the room to breathe and really come to understand and care for each other in griffith's absence because he has such a strong hold over them both.... and the way their mutual dedication to him is what causes them to bicker for years (casca thinks he's not serving him well enough, guts thinks she doesn't get that he cares/how much he cares, casca's jealousy over griffith's feelings for guts, how he won his heart without even trying or being aware of it or doing anything with it) and is also a big part of what brings them together (earlier when guts deviates from the plan to save griffith and she commends him, in the cave casca opening up about griffith and her's past, showing that vulnerability, while it's mostly confrontational, leads to guts kinda getting her better, and his efforts to save and protect her (falling off the cliff with her, taking on the 100 men so she can escape, encouraging her to return to griffith so she can help him because it's what she feels she's meant to do (her dream, the direction in life guts shares and yet is questioning because of griffith's speech at the fountain, whether or not it's enough to serve him if it means he'll never be a true friend in griffith's eyes because he's not an equal), supporting the idea of her being with griffith/being his most important person like he won't because he doesn't view it as a competition like she has been since day one) leading to her realizing that he's kind of not that bad a guy and they have a lot more in common that she thought. and how the bonfire of dreams conversation is guts opening up to her in kind, the answer to her talking about how griffith saved her, how she feels. how neither of them ever call it love but it's something they know they both have for griffith. how it's something they're beginning to have for each other, different in ways they couldn't put a word to. because they're equals this time. the way griffith kind of becomes less and less important as they find other reasons to live and fight, as they become less singularly obsessed with him. how griffith is unable to stand it, guts' personhood, that agency and peer-to-peer equality he claimed to want (and perhaps truly did) that disappeared guts from his life, his plans, his side. how it barely even matters to griffith how casca changes because he never wanted her like she wanted him. god i can't fucking stand their shakespearean nonsense drama (<- hopelessly in love with their interpersonal dynamics)
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