#equus movie

[aticketplz]

私のためだけに撮った映像です

多摩動物公園

I am a sucker for Grevy's back! Here's a video I shot just for me.

Tama Zoological Park

[rz-053]

horses in horror

raw soundtrack art [Candice Tripp]/the ring horsehead/sleepy hollow raw/the cell the brothers grimm/1000 ghost stories of my own death equus/nope

[pygartheangel]

[afieldinengland]

you wouldn’t know it to look at me but deep down inside i’ve seen ben wheatley’s in the earth (2021) nine times

[ophthalmotropy]

[tobydammit68]

Equus (1977) Dir. Sidney Lumet

[harrison-abbott]

Richard Burton recorded all eight of his monologue scenes in Equus (1977) despite having an injured back and pinched nerves.

[albertserra]

Like let’s gatekeep Oscar snub discourse you need some skin in the game first…. Watch equus. Watch seance on a wet afternoon. Watch an Anne Bancroft movie. And then watch Julia 1977 and the goodbye girl. Ykwim

[itssimplythesims]

Tag 9 People You Want to Know Better

Better late than never, right? 😅 I know it’s been months but I really do appreciate the tag! I love doing these and having a chance to connect with you guys. 💗 (More to come–I'm catching up on all of them. 🫣)

@boringbones, I love Marie Forleo, too! Her book actually put me on the spiritual path before I knew it was the spiritual path. I’m also a writer, and am sharing my own inner-growth and spiritual journey on my blog, Story & Teller! I’d love to support you–does your book have an English translation? Also, I think we’re all obsessed with your obsession to make TS3 better! @descendantdragfi I know this was a while back but I’m still going to shout-out: I thought Hunt for the Wilderpeople was a fantastic movie! @obscurus-noctem I love the Witcher soundtracks. Perfect mood music for writing my fantasy novel! 🤭

Here we go...

Last Song: A lo-fi, easy-listening song called The Realization by Kinissue. I like lo-fi a lot for when I’m working or writing, just vibes going in the background. 🎶

Last Show: The Lost Flowers of Alice Hart on Prime. It was SO GOOD I'm not even kidding. Beautifully done, emotional, evocative...just go watch it! 🥹 I get emo just looking at the cover lmao I won't be forgetting it anytime soon.

Currently Watching: On the to-finish list: His Dark Materials and Shadow & Bone

Currently Reading: The Horsewoman by James Patterson and Mike Lupica (Researching the equestrian theme for Ryan's story!) I'm also reading a variety of nonfiction books, one on novel-writing and the other on money mindset.

Current Obsession:  My writing! And creating art. I’ve recently learned how to appreciate my gifts as an artist and creator (which I know that sounds funny, but it's a thing! We're so bad about undervaluing ourselves.), so I’m going all-in on building a life around the things I love to do most. 💗 I’m also super passionate about (re)building my community over on Equus-Sims, where I get to connect with my fellow writers and simmers every day. 😁

@thedanishsim @thesimperiuscurse @nectar-cellar @plumbobem @catharsim @tau1tvec @pixelplayground @pixelglam @oatsimss @oakiyo @warmsol @littlefrenchsims @walnuthillfarm @kamill-sims

(Tagging YOU if you made it down this far! 🤭)

[undergroundbillions]

Hii do y’all know where the dolls that were used in the movie are today? Like a museum or warehouse somewhere? Or like. someone’s house?

The Animated Raggedy Ann & Andy, John Canemaker (Page 89 of the Proof copy on archive)

"The dolls in the playroom were constructed by four people, The Camel doll, the Twin Penny Dolls, the ship and the Captain in the glass globe were built and the Granpa doll was rebuilt by Frederick Nidah, the professional mask- and prop-maker who made the Equus horse heads, the Tin Man in The Wiz, and the gorilla mask in the movie Cabaret; Richard Williams's mother fashioned Raggedy Ann and Andy, Topsy Turvy, and the Sockworm; Bill Davis in California made Barney Beanbag and Suzy Pincushion; and Judy Sutcliff, a ceramicist, fashioned Babette, the French doll."

At some point I heard the stuffed dolls went home with Claire, Richard Williams's daughter who played Marcella. Which would make sense if it was her grandmother who made them. But even Garrett wasn't able to confirm that or give any extra information.

Regardless, they aren't displayed anywhere public, and it's unfortunately likely that even if they are still around, they wouldn't be in great condition. Especially if they were given to a little girl to play with.

-Mod General D.

[oldbaton]

Daniel Radcliffe has such good taste in projects he takes on. He is constantly involved in an interesting movie or something like woman in black which is an absolute classic. And in theatre he picks cool shit. He could have just done like How to Succeed but he picks EQUUS and MERRILY WE ROLL ALONG. He has very good taste. Strikes me as someone I would really enjoy having dinner with.

[shartbaby1]

Fine I’ll do it, I was watching videos on mlp infection aus and I though of a small idea, will probably not do anything with it though bc I have a huge distain for zombie movie tropes

It’s called equimitosis, I think you can guess what happens from the name (edit: calling it diaíresiequus instead: diaíresi meaning split, Equus meaning horse, still under debate tbh)

I got inspired by the beloved horrors of the unknown, and some actual medical conditions (just minor stuff), also mitosis and parasites! 😊

If you wanna know more idk reblog or something, I already have a damn fic idea that I will probably never touch.

(Do know the disease touches on major body horror and stuff, if you’re sensitive to that maybe sit this one out, I can go more into trigger warnings on a second post or something)

[afieldinengland]

can i have your full list of movie recs? i’m sure you’ve posted them before but idk where to find them, also i hope you feel better soon i’m not terribly good with comforting ppl but i’m thinking of you tonight <3

oh, of course, friend– well, i have a list on letterboxd of a few of my favourites, but i can be much more expansive here :) hopefully this is alright, thank you very much for the kind words

the wicker man (1973) - the best film ever made. erotic and pagan and rolling the sun on the hips of a lord in tweed. to date the only film i have shown people that invariably had made them come to me the day after to tell me i have introduced something undeniable and strange into their world. thank you anthony shaffer for everything

equus (1977) - and thank you peter shaffer for everything, too. uniquely distressing and terribly, unutterably sensual. i know not everyone has galloped like alan strang has, but i have. and i know how it feels to have a god take your intestines in his teeth

harold and maude (1971) - when i first started university someone told me that i reminded them of harold chansen, but it wasn't for another few months that i found out why. i don't think i'm being overzealous when i say that this film would probably change anyone's life for the better, really. go and love some more

penda's fen (1974) - a rare thing indeed, which i was made aware of by someone i consequently owe a great deal to. homosexuality, paganism, spiritual becoming, angels and demons and the music of edward elgar bleeding like a long-exposure across the soil of the english countryside. again a film i hardly have words for.... it feels like a rare thing indeed for a boy on a hill in england in the 1970s to declare so vitally and so beautifully that his sex is mixed

if.... (1968) - mick travis and the proto-droog, or the boys' boarding school as petri dish for violence. ever so slightly hallucinatory and alternately deft and brutal and comic in encouraging the growth

a field in england (2013) - you are a coward in a seventeenth century field with a wizard and he won't tell you he's feeding you psilocybin, but he's feeding you psilocybin. every time i got drunk in a field between the ages of sixteen and eighteen i turned into whitehead.... has the world ever recovered from when reece shearsmith emerged from that tent-flap mad and on the end of a rope. a tw for strobe images

in the earth (2021) - as above, a ben wheatley-directed film in which reece shearsmith kind of plays whitehead's descendant. a spectral pandemic looms large at the margins of an unmapped forest, while a standing stone and parnag fegg speak and scream through the mycorrhizal mat inside. a tw for strobe images / flash

the rsc richard ii (2013) - david tennant plays shakespeare's self-dramatising, histrionic king as a posturing androgyne, an inept ruler, a hysterical poet, a madwoman in the attic, a ghost at the feast and a scared little boy all at once. deposition comes to find him crawling and strutting and wailing by turns in a matrix of history and tragedy

caligula (1979) - anyone who tells you that this is one of the 'films considered the worst' is a coward. aspiring headily to cleopatra (1964) but with every possible flavour of bodily fluid and sex act and effete little costume on malcolm mcdowell ending just below his balls represented. helen mirren i hope we live forever. tw for sexual violence

caravaggio (1986) - love and violence and paint and anachronism talk brutally about art and muse in a way that reaches far beyond 1610. death ejaculates blood everywhere, complete with contortionism and engraved knife-blades and kissing blood and coins from another man's mouth to your own

dead ringers (1988) - ellie... ellie... can you ever escape something like a twin? parasitic siblinghood as addiction / withdrawal / overdose, and how the body opens under metal no matter their mutations

ravenous (1999) - this is a love story. comparable to a field in england, in many ways. the devil comes whistling over the sierra nevada in the 1840s in the shape of a man, and in his hands and on his palate he carries the hypnotic taste of longpig and unnerving manifest-destiny ideas about the bloody power of eating who you kill

the cook, the thief, his wife and her lover (1989) - the insides govern everything. eyes caught across a restaurant germinate a love affair, then chaos, and then the brutal and total and pyrrhic main course. the dry outside moves unforgiving towards the slippery inside. tw for sexual violence and domestic abuse

sleuth (1972) - anthony shaffer does it again. homoeroticism and class posturing and wry detective novel cliché, hemmed in by the animatronics and board games and sedately hedged walls of a wiltshire manor. above all else you have to keep your eye on the rules of the game

mumsy, nanny, sonny and girly (1970) - speaking of which, this is one of the films that inspired anthony shaffer to write the wicker man. childhood games and childhood language dance laughing circles hand-in-hand with axe violence and imprisonment and jelly for elevenses. everyone in the 'family' commits to their place in the game in a way that would even make sleuth's andrew wyke safeword out, i think, but certainly not the beetle-trapping children of summerisle

robin redbreast (1970) - another predecessor of the wicker man, this time a bbc play for today that places a pregnant citydweller in a remote and rural cottage. somewhere between sergeant howie and rosemary woodhouse, she is surrounded by a knowing and smiling circle happy to pull her closer and closer to the golden bough

the lion in winter (1968) - you will see the script of this film posted in webweaves alongside hannibal and succession, and with good reason. henry ii, eleanor of aquitaine and their sons are a writhing, humid familial sickness at the heart of their christmas court, too close for comfort– alternately struggling for the crown, tearfully reminiscing and threatening one another with knives. as with all family christmases, of course

straight on till morning (1972) - peter pan and dorian gray as post-psycho proto-slasher. shane briant and rita tushingham are equally astounding as children who never grew up, telling stories to keep themselves from shaking apart against the brutalist backdrop of the 1970s south bank and the winding tower of their own never-neverland. wendy and peter on a nihilistic backdrop of stashed jewellery, dog mutilation and recorded screams

the creeping flesh (1973) - somehow a standout among many other cushing/lee vehicles like it. victorian attitudes to madness, to women and to sexuality corrode around an uncanny supernatural force that brings forward a spectre of unaccountable grief. tw for attempted sexual violence

who's afraid of virginia woolf? (1966) - me and who. again the spectre of grief, but in the form of a glass hitting a wall like a broken-necked bird and the ultimate and consequent bilious overspill of truth. violence!! violence!!

corruption (1968) - in 1968 peter 'lavender and linen' cushing obe played a sex murderer. surely one of the most bizarre grindhouse flicks for the casting alone, he beheads a woman in a train carriage and rubs the blood of another all over her exposed breasts (in the european cut). there's also an incredibly silly chase scene on a beach, a guy in john lennon glasses who crushes an apple in his bare hand and a giant laser. thank you

theatre of blood (1973) - four words for you: vincent price does shakespeare. perhaps the most fun film on this list, and starring pretty much everyone who was working in british film at the time. critics forced to eat their words, sometimes literally, with the meat of the speeches given to price and diana rigg to devour with the scenery. from greasepaint to chef's hat to the mud of the thames, vincent price is clearly having a whale of a time, and it really is fucking great

the bride of frankenstein (1935) - i have no idea if it's blasphemous to say this is far better than frankenstein (1931), but that's what i think– largely due to the presences of delightfully camp mephistopheles aka dr septimus pretorius and the unutterably captivating bride herself. to a new world of gods and monsters

bride of reanimator (1991) - i think this, too, is better than reanimator (1985), but that's a very close-run thing as both films are excellent. shoutout to herbert west for proposing to dan cain with the heart of dan's dead ex-girlfriend and shoutout to dan for accepting it. before the wrath of the lamb there were two men in a basement laboratory killing geckos for gecko juice

dragonwyck (1946) - vincent price brooding tall as byronic villain, replete with a manor suffused with hints of rebecca and jane eyre and wuthering heights. death, remarriage and birth pass in an opiate haze that drive relentlessly towards mandess

rope (1948) - nietzschean philosophy, dinner party etiquette, palmistry, incriminating furniture and household items, and why every sign in this room of wonderfully dressed people says to me that gay people ought to be allowed to kill whoever they want

the lair of the white worm (1988) - do you want to see peter capaldi in a kilt pull the pin out of a grenade with his teeth? do you want to see him have vitally homoerotic moments with hugh grant on the stile of a fence while covered in blood? do you want to see a sexy snake lady lie on a tanning bed and taunt a hypnotised woman with a giant strap-on? of fucking course you do watch this film right now they have pickled worms and a specifically written folk song

flesh for frankenstein (1973) - somehow a uniquely nasty take on the frankenstein narrative. the film's acting is as awful as its approach to flesh, explicit blood relation between victor and his sister, obvious motives behind his quest for the 'perfect nasum', and overabundance of gushing mutilation are interesting

the medusa touch (1978) - an oddly quiet thriller about the power of the mind with a climax filmed in the beautiful environs of bristol cathedral. which isn't the only reason it's on here, but it helps– especially as they adamantly want to make you believe that it's a building in london

horror hospital (1973) - similar to the creeping flesh in that i have seen its ideas done much weaker elsewhere, but also completely unlike that film because it is so totally unserious. any film that opens with one man calling another a 'silly little red faggot swirling around in his own smoke, who does she think she is, greta garbo' and then turns into the world's most bizarre narrative about a health spa with a limo that beheads people is a joy to behold

dracula ad (1972) - johnny alucard we are making you king of all the faggots. he whores and scores his way across the groovy baby shagadelic underbelly of london and takes his little gang of freaks to a desanctified church to drag dracula up from the dead, as if the old sod hasn't suffered enough. and then he has the temerity to moan and kneel and ask a reasonably irate christopher lee to bite him– which he does. if nothing else i hope you will watch for the line 'close the devil's circle, dig the music, kids'

the satanic rites of dracula (1973) - the bitch is back, and you better forget everything you know about dracula movies because this time he has an office building, a motorcycle gang in sheepskin vests and a eye for bioterrorism. shoutout to joanna lumley for playing peter cushing's granddaughter in this who just a year before had a different face and body and hair colour and was a different actress entirely

frankenstein and the monster from hell (1974) - shane briant's simon helder is baron frankenstein's johnny alucard. they do not have crazy gay bitesex in a church, but they do transplant a brain together and in the world of hammer frankenstein that is a fingers in the mouth sort of a deal. astonishingly strange and fantastic swansong to the hexad, with briant, cushing and madeline smith making up the mental asylum's worst family unit

martin (1977) - another vampire story undoubtedly for the modern age. walking firmly ahead of the bela lugosis and christopher lees before it, and playing with the ambiguity between supernatural and homicidal behaviour. all vampires should be ringing in to radio shows

the finishing line (1977) - a 1970s public information film about the dangers of walking on railway tracks, except the way they convey this is a dreamlike vision of a sports day held on said tracks that takes on the air of a calmly administered mass ritual sacrifice. i keep behind the yellow line on the platform, now, though

apaches (1977) - another public information film, this time about the dangers of being an unsupervised child on a farm. except, again, the way they convey this is to make the world seem a callous and terrifying place in general, because it is the 1970s. anything from a slurry pit to pesticide to a tractor can lead to the name above your coat-hook at school being quietly spirited away

the insomniac (1971) - a hallucinatory journey between the fantasy of storytelling and the cement world outside. short and peculiar, but shares similar concerns to parts of penda's fen

stigma (1977) - a family moving to avebury aim to have one of the stones removed from their back garden. only half an hour long but again tempering british mundanity with incarnadine consequence

[ophthalmotropy]

Things that stick in my mind in my latest Equus rewatch: Almost every conversation takes place while the characters do something else with their hands. On a technical level, this is because it helps make it more natural by forcibly engaging the body in the logic of the scene, but the actions are executed in awkward ways that draw attention to themselves (see his mother uncomfortably pouring tea before she breaks down crying). There is a parallel to be made between Dora throwing the teacup down when she can't bear the casual talk and Frank accidentally slicing his finger while recounting what he saw his son do. What Alan is trying for and what Dr Dysart futilely craves is something to disrupt the motions of quotidian life.

[the-owl-tree]

PONY ASK BLAST!

I haven't finished MYM myself despite enjoying the first G5 movie. Partially because I find it a little too babyish in comparison (which y'know, its fine that it's targetted towards littler kids, although G4 and Bluey prove you don't HAVE to dumb it down to be fun, educational, and memorable), and because I really dislike the choice to make Opaline the reason ponies turned on each other. Like yeah, it wasn't PERFECT but idk, as a black person I think the first movie at least got closer to addressing bigotry by showing it isn't JUST antagonists like Sprout and Phyllis spouting off bigoted shit- even the good guys Sunny and Izzy had preconcieved notions of the other races too! But going "Nah, nah actually this random alicorn brought back racism because evil" reaaaally cheapens it. But moving onto my point: what do you think about Opaline? I'm curious to see your opinion. :3c

i ended up watching the rest with my little cousins (who coincidentally are how i started watching bluey lol) and was...disappointed. it wasn't much of a love letter to g4 as i think they wanted it to be and as a plotline on its own, it's weak and doesn't really hold the thematic relevance that at the very least even the weakest g4 villains had. it's cute, but i can't blame people for finding it so hollow when g4 genuinely managed to pack a lot of wit, care, and geniune passion into its writing (ah. before um. the final seasons that is. ppl are talking about cozy glow again on twitter and im reminded of The Agonies).

yeah, was not impressed by "bigotry is ackshually caused by One Bad Person". i'm not asking for an indepth examination of structural bigotry from thy miniature equus, but i think a lot of cartoons and things for kids have been able to take these concepts and present these more complex ideas in ways that can still be understood. one could say, it's better if we let kids understand these things as how they are than dumb it down.

idk i know it's for young kids but i am gonna say my little cousins LOVE g4 more than g5 for a reason :3c

[alexanderpearce]

ooh i would absolutely love a media rec list from you (im a different anon but 👀)

omg u flatter me.. here are some pieces of media that i really love that i consider to be somewhat lesser known outside of my circles.. i do have lots of favourites not mentioned here that are far more mainstream (my favourite book ever is, embarrassingly, still The Secret History) but it's nice to shine a light on the more niche. i'll add content warnings but they're not comprehensive because i am just going by memory. im also not tagging gore because To be honest with me that's a given.

books and plays

Hypnerotomachia Poliphili (1499) by Anonymous/Francesco Colonna; very strange book where the author (who is actually revealed in an acrostic poem in Latin made by the first letter of each chapter) clearly has a sexual fetish for buildings and architecture. cw misogyny.

Seneca's Phaedra (1st century AD); i live here. Seneca's tragedy about doomed fatal diseased love. sorry i don't have a translation to recommend but you will be able to read mine one day i promise. cw pseudo-incest, misogyny.

The Pepsi-Cola Addict (1982) by June Alison Gibbons; vanity-published in the 1980s and only existing in five libraries around the world (until i suppose its republishing this or last year), this is a fascinating and very weird little book, and the story behind it too is very sad and interesting. i have a pdf if anyone wants it. cw predatory relationships, incest references, suicide.

The Doloriad (2022) by Missouri Williams; strange and swirling little debut set in a post-apocalyptic future, some really incredible prose. cw incest.

Geek Love (1989) by Katherine Dunne; What if the mother of sideshow freaks was purposefully consuming poisons and alcohols and cetera while pregnant to engineer her kids to be attractions Would that be fucked up for what. cw incest and the ableism inherent in the sideshow "freaks" scene.

Equus (1973) by Peter Shaffer; just read this fucking play man (or watch the 1977 movie!). cw animal death

movies

Repo! The Genetic Opera (2008) dir. Darren Lynn Bousman; sorry not sorry but this is my favourite movie ever. i've seen it 17 times. complete garbage trashy 2000s comedy-horror-gore-musical. insane cast. literal genius.

Caligula (1979) dir. Tinto Brass; Do you want to watch a two and a half hour long porno filled with torture and gorgeous costumes and conversations on power. well do i have the movie for you. cw rape, incest, i know i said i wouldnt tag gore but this one does have explicit penis mutilation so.

Van Diemen's Land (2009) dir. Jonathan auf der Heide; a pretty good movie adaptation of alexander pearce's first descent into cannibalism!! my main real criticism is that they desaturated the gorgeous green and vibrant west coast to grey doomy fakeness. cw beautiful gay love

Żywot Mateusza (1968) dir. Witold Leszczyński; incredible little Polish movie set in a rural village, on youtube with english subtitles.

May (2002) dir. Lucky Mckee; literally the most relatable movie of all time to me. socially awkward (super autistic) girl has trouble with love, you won't Believe what happens next

The Lair of the White Worm (1988) dir. Ken Russell; peter capaldi and hugh grant's earth shattering gay love story... super campy phallic lesbic homoerotic vampiric wyrmesque weirdo horror. peter capaldi wears a kilt and plays the bagpipes. you MUST watch this movie.

Ravenous (1999) dir. Antonia Bird; can cannibalism represent manifest destiny AND homosexuality? find out now!

And Then There Were None (2015) dir. Craig Viveiros; Agatha Christie could only dream of writing Burn Gorman's gay homophobic character in this. transcends the book hundredfold and if you disagree you genuinely have shit taste.

albums

At Least For Now by Benjamin Clementine; just listen to this right now i mean it this shit is fucking phenomenal. incredible voice and lyrics and piano and strings.

Stygian Bough Volume I by Aerial Ruin and Bell Witch; gorgeous atmospheric doomy metal

Ludevo by Ifi Ude; Polish folk with a modern twist as well as influences from Ude's Nigerian background, songs about death and drunkenness and love and ancient pinewoods

Songs About Teeth and To The Dark Tower by Cake Bake Betty; the vibe you have created is so freaky and awesome

Juniverbrecher by The Indelicates; something something brexit punch and judy isn't englishness awful etc etc. seriously underrated.

Bath Time by Maija Sofia; super atmospheric devastating album with lots of songs focusing on specific female figures throughout history. her recent album is also great.

honourable mention to The Thick of It (2005-2012) which if you follow my sideblog you will know ive been spiralling into depravity over for months now. you may ask, if you compare my posts to what the show is actually like, What on earth is she talking about and to that i have nothing to say