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[shadowsofhaddix]

Finished up some angsty Jen art that has been sitting as a sketch in my Shadow Children art folder for like two years </3

[talbot-larry]

"Angsty werewolves are boring" they say

[toomuchlovereviews]

Rabid (2019)

⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️

Basically a parasitic Devil Wears Prada.

This movie was insane because of all the things they wanted to comment on and critique. Capitalism, Canada’s medical system, eugenics, the foster care system, PTSD, vegetarianism, cult-like followers, self-confidence, the list continues. But the things is - it was all done really well. No stone left unturned sort of a thing.

Something worth mentioning, the team that made the prosthetics for this film deserve a raise. So well done. And the writers that worked on the medical/science aspects made sure the script was compelling and not boring. I kiss you all on the forehead. Muah.

Canada can’t do every piece of media well, but I luckily had two good horror movies in a row.

OH MY GOD. I am going to need pre-2020 films to stop mirroring the pandemic. It’s alarming.

You should watch this if you:

are looking for some good ol’ Canadian horror

(you know it, you love it) medical malpractice!!!!

Similar titles:

Ginger Snaps trilogy (hot girl eats boys)

Jennifer’s Body (2008) (hot girl eats boys)

[loremori]

Martin Freeman (85/366)

The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy (2005)

Directed Garth Jennings

Writer Douglas Adams Karey Kirkpatrick

Novel Douglas Adams

Music Joby Talbot

Photograph Igor Jadue-Lillo

[isaterriblebore]

StEx Appreciation Month Day 19: Purse

Favourite Actor?

Cary Chennell, Robert Hardware, Gary Albers, Reginald Jennings, Anthony Starr.

Favourite Song/Scenes?

Pearl/Dinah you've been honoured and his interaction with Electra in AC/DC.

Favourite Costumes?

Uhhhh Bochum of course :)

Favourite Ships/Friendships?

Ships: Purse/Krupp and Electronents Friendships: Components, Espresso, Dinah, Pearl

Headcanons?

He's a bit of a snob but you can't help but love him. He can also do big math equations without a calculator.

Unpopular Opinion?

None... I miss himmmm

Photo 1: Anthony Starr - Bochum 2017. Photo 2: Todd Talbot - London 2001. Photo 3: David Allwood - Bochum 2011. Photo 4: Marvin Engran - Las Vegas 1993. Photo 5: Robert Hardware - Bochum.

[countdowntotwinpeaks]

WONDERFULXSTRANGE NOMINATIONS SUMMARY

Nominations make up the pool of all the characters and character combos that will be offerable and requestable for the 2024 edition of the exchange. Cast list too big for TP gotdamn feet so we need this step for wieldy signups.

To nominate, fill this form with your selection of up to 8 characters or character combos. Up to 2 of your nominations can be crossovers that include Twin Peaks characters. Tulpas and assorted fragments are nominated separately. Rules, formatting and examples in link.

This page is updated with the results throughout the nominations days.

Entries are grouped by solo characters / groups / non-romantic relationships / romantic relationships / crossovers

2024 LIST:

Dale Cooper

Laura Palmer

Chester Desmond

Diane Evans

Denise Bryson

Hawk

Norma Jennings

Annie Blackburn

Harold Smith

Josie Packard

Albert Rosenfield

Sarah Palmer

Ronette Pulaski

Shelly Johnson

The Log

The thrush

Constance Talbot

Tammy Preston

The Blue Rose task force

Laura Palmer & Dale Cooper

Tammy Preston & Denise Bryson

Audrey Horne & Laura Palmer

Dale Cooper & Audrey Horne

Gordon Cole & Albert Rosenfield

Laura Palmer & Maddie Ferguson

Major Briggs&Bobby Briggs

ShellyJohnson&Becky McCauley Briggs

Diane Shapiro & Diane Evans

Sarah Palmer & Becky Burnett

Dale Cooper & Harry Truman

Audrey Horne & Denise Bryson

Annie Blackburn & Laura Palmer

Albert Rosenfield & Diane Evans

Garland Briggs & Douglas Milford

Donna Hayward & Harold Smith

Laura Palmer & Sarah Palmer

Tommy 'Hawk' Hill & Margaret Lanterman

Audrey Horne & Bobby Briggs

Audrey Horne & Pete Martell

Laura Palmer & Teresa Banks

Laura Palmer & Norma Jennings

Norma Jennings & Annie Blackburn

Audrey Horne & Laura Palmer

Margaret Lanterman & The Log

Laura Palmer & Bobby Briggs

Albert Rosenfield & Dale Cooper

Dale Cooper & Diane Evans

Lucy Moran & Phillip Jeffries

Diane Evans & Laura Palmer

Lil the Dancer & Audrey Horne

American Girl & Señorita Dido

Wally Brando & Harry Truman

Harry Truman & Frank Truman

Señorita Dido & Dale Cooper & Laura Palmer

Laura Palmer & Donna Hayward & James Hurley & Audrey Horne & Bobby Briggs

Harry Truman & Wally Brando & Lucy Moran & Andy Brennan

Laura Palmer & Donna Hayward & Shelly Johnson & Ronette Pulaski

Becky Burnett & Shelly Johnson & Bobby Briggs

Laura Palmer & Teresa Banks & Ronette Pulaski

Donna Hayward & Gersten Hayward & Harriet Hayward

Albert Rosenfield & Dale Cooper & Harry Truman

Bobby Briggs & the Bookhouse Boys

Blue Rose Team & Constance Talbot

the Roadhouse MC & Black Lodge spirits

Laura Palmer/Donna Hayward

Denise Bryson/Dale Cooper

Albert Rosenfield/Dale Cooper

Bobby Briggs/Audrey Horne

Bobby Briggs/Shelly Johnson

Bobby Briggs/Laura Palmer

Janey-E Jones/Dougie Jones

Diane Shapiro/Tommy "Hawk" Hill

Dale Cooper/Harry Truman

Harry Truman/Albert Rosenfield

Maddie Ferguson/Donna Hayward

Chantal Hutchens/Gary "Hutch" Hutchens

Laura Palmer/Donna Hayward

Laura Palmer/Ronette Pulaski

Shelly Johnson/Laura Palmer

Annie Blackburn/Laura Palmer

Margaret Lanterman/Samson Lanterman

Tammy Preston/Cynthia Knox

Dale Cooper/Albert Rosenfield/Harry Truman

Albert Rosenfield/Dale Cooper/Diane Evans

Harry Truman/Dale Cooper/Josie Packard

Josie Packard & Harry Truman/Dale Cooper

Laura Palmer/Ronette Pulaski & Teresa Banks

Albert Rosenfield & Herbert West (Re-Animator)

Laura Palmer & Jeffrey Beaumont (Blue Velvet)

Dale Cooper & Fox Mulder (The X-Files)/Dana Scully (The X-Files)

Diane Evans & Klaasje Amandou (Disco Elysium)

Dale Cooper & Harry Du Bois (Disco Elysium)

Wally Brando & Noid (Disco Elysium)

If you see any duplicates please let me know!

[mysteelecreek]

Jen Talbot Design

[byneddiedingo]

Leslie Howard and Norma Shearer in Romeo and Juliet (George Cukor, 1936)

Cast: Norma Shearer, Leslie Howard, John Barrymore, Edna May Oliver, Basil Rathbone, C. Aubrey Smith, Andy Devine, Conway Tearle, Ralph Forbes, Henry Kolker. Screenplay: Talbot Jennings, based on a play by William Shakespeare. Cinematography: William H. Daniels. Art direction: Cedric Gibbons, Frederic Hope, Oliver Messel, Edwin B. Willis. Film editing: Margaret Booth. Music: Herbert Stothart.

If Shakespeare's Juliet could be played, as it was in its first performances, by a boy, then why shouldn't she be played by 34-year-old Norma Shearer? Truth be told, I don't find Shearer's performance that bad: She lightens her voice effectively and her girlish manner never gets too coy. It also helps that William H. Daniels photographs her through filters that soften the signs of aging: She looks maybe five years younger than her actual age, if not the 20 years younger that the play's Juliet is supposed to be. I'm more bothered by the balding 43-year-old Leslie Howard as her Romeo, though he had the theatrical training that makes the verse sound convincing in his delivery. And then there's the 54-year-old John Barrymore as Mercutio, who could be Romeo's fey uncle but not his contemporary. In fact, Barrymore's over-the-top performance almost makes this version of the play a must-see -- we miss him more than we do most Mercutios after his death. Edna May Oliver's turn as Juliet's Nurse is enjoyable, if a bit of a surprise: She usually played eccentric spinsters like Aunt Betsy Trotwood in David Copperfield (George Cukor, 1935) or sour dowagers like Lady Catherine de Bourgh in Pride and Prejudice (Robert Z. Leonard, 1940). In the play, the Nurse rarely speaks without risqué double-entendres, but most of them have been cut in Talbot Jennings's adaptation, thus avoiding the ridiculous spectacle of Shakespeare being subjected to the Production Code censors. (Somehow the studio managed to slip in Mercutio's line, "the bawdy hand of the dial is now upon the prick of noon.") Some of the other pleasures of the film are camp ones, such as Agnes deMille's choreography for the ball, along with the costume designs by Oliver Messel and Adrian, which evoke early 20th-century illustrators like Walter Crane or Maxfield Parrish. No, this Romeo and Juliet won't do, except as a representation of how Shakespeare's play was seen at a particular time and place: a Hollywood film studio in the heyday of the star system. In that respect, it's invaluable.

[hallmark-movie-fanatics]

2024 - Leo Award Nominations & Winners (Hallmark Nominees/Winners)

Completely forgot about the Leo Awards this year, but here's a list of Hallmark movies that got some nominations. I've only listed the Hallmark nominees/winners.

Best Television Movie Round and Round (Winner) 3 Bed, 2 Bath, 1 Ghost A World Record Christmas Curious Caterer: Grilling Season Mystery on Mistletoe Lane

Best Direction Television Movie Game of Love - Jason Bourque (Winner) Heaven Down Here - Anne Wheeler Round and Round - Stacey N. Harding Sealed with a List - Lucie Guest

Best Cinematography Television Movie 3 Bed, 2 Bath, 1 Ghost - Tyler Walzak Aurora Teagarden Mysteries: Something New - William McKnight Game of Love - Justin Sebastian Holiday Road - Nelson Talbot, Graham Talbot

Best Picture Editing Television Movie Round and Round - Chino Saavedra (Winner) 3 Bed, 2 Bath, 1 Ghost - James Ilecic Aurora Teagarden Mysteries: Something New - Jason Irvine Holiday Road - Gordon Rempel Sealed with a List - Jason Pielak

Best Musical Score Television Movie Haunted Harmony Mysteries: Murder in G Major - Jeff Tymoschuk (Winner) Gilded Newport Mysteries: Murder at the Breakers - Hal Beckett Holiday Hotline - Jeff Tymoschuk

Best Production Design Television Movie Gilded Newport Mysteries: Murder at the Breakers - Trevor Belcourt (Winner) 3 Bed, 2 Bath, 1 Ghost - James Robbins Sealed with a List - Heather Coutts

Best Costume Design Television Movie Gilded Newport Mysteries: Murder at the Breakers - Kristi Kinghorn, Sarah Runnalls (Winner) Mystery on Mistletoe Lane - Jaralin Detienne Sealed with a List - Katrina McCarthy

Best Make-Up Television Movie Sealed with a List - Jen Hall

Hairstyling Television Movie 3 Bed, 2 Bath, 1 Ghost - Mary Renvall, Becky Petkau Curious Caterer: Melissa Neilson Game of Love - Angelique Lee Coulombe

Best Casting Television Movie Holiday Road - Errin Lally, Annalese Tilling Mystery on Mistletoe Lane - Annalese Tilling, Errin Lally

Best Supporting Performance Television Movie Riley Davis - Curious Caterer: Fatal Vows Nathan Witte - Gilded Newport Mysteries: Murder at the Breakers Princess Davis - Holiday Road Amélie Will Wolf - Love in Glacier National: A NAtional Park Romance

Best Lead Performance Television Movie Katie Findlay - Sealed with a List (Winner) Nadia Hatta - A Winning Team Ali Liebert - Friends and Family Christmas Sara Canning - Holiday Road Pascale Lamothe-Kipnes - Never Been Chris'd Evan Roderick - Sealed with a List

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This first edit of old classic passing Tuesday Mary Jesus Joseph Angels in heaven Princess Pocahontas, Lallie Charles Cowell Portrait, Lou Conter, Amber Rene Hagerman, Opal Jennings, JonBenèt Ramsey, Kelly Ann Fleming, Judith and Maria Barsi, Heather Michele O'Rourke, Lucille Ricksen, Judy Garland and Terry, Dominique and Dominick Dunne, Samantha Reed Smith, Pal, Bessie Barker, Darla Jean Hood, Mona Lisa, Mary G Stinson Smith, Grigori Rasputin, Julia Ann Beauchemin Stinson, COL Thomas Nesbit Stinson, Lydia Ruth Talbot Theobald, Arthur James Talbot, Alton Elbren Theobald, George Eli Talbot Sr., Benjamin Grant “Cotton” Theobald, Crystal Theobald Whitehead, Charles Arthur Theobald, Thomas Benjamin Talbot, Margaret Alice Wiggill Talbot, Eli Wiggill, Rosanna Maria Wiggill Talbot, Isaac Wiggill, Ann Brown Hammer Wiggill, Frances Amelia Wiggill Lowe, Ailsa Georgina Booth-Jones, Edward Booth-Jones, John Percival Booth-Jones, Millichamletton Percival Booth-Jones, Jeremiah Francis “Jerry” Wiggill, Eli Francis Wiggill, Priscilla Jane Talbot Wiggill, Victoria Adelaide Wiggill McLean, John Richard Wiggill, Lavina Ruth Wiggill Ellison, Sarah Good, Salina Talbot Dutson, Charles Henry Talbot, Charles Stuart Talbot, Roseanna Maria Talbot Anderson, Ellen Graham Anderson, 1SGT William Alexander Anderson, Mary Louisa Blair Anderson, Ruth Floyd Anderson McCulloch, Anna Aylett Anderson McNulty, William Dandridge Alexander Anderson, William Dandridge Alexander “Alex” Anderson, Judith Nicoll Anderson, Henry Wayne Blair, Col William Barrett Blair, Mylinda Elizabeth “Mindy” Baker,Michael L. Baker, Carla Jean Eves Baker,Sandra Jane Burch, Patti Jo Baker, Jessie Benton Stinson, Jack Chesbro, Mabel A Shuttleworth Chesbro, Prince Sigismund of Prussia, Ruth Naomi Steward, Truman Cox Steward, Alice Christine Steward Wear, Charles Corwin Steward, Helga Susanne Goebbels, Hildegard Traudel “Hilde” Goebbels, Helmut Christian Goebbels, Holdine Kathrin “Holde” Goebbels, Hedwig Johanna “Hedda” Goebbels, Heidrun Elisabeth “Heide” Goebbels, Harald Quandt, and so much more I'll add Gracie Perry Watson in the second row of edits

[defensivelee]

The Lamentations of Mistress Morley: The Fighting Dogs

The Princess Anne returns! Of course here is the AO3 link. This takes place the night after Monmouth's return in The Tenth Hot Spring. Anne hears about it and certainly has things to say about the Disciples' new prisoner...

CW: physical abuse, domestic violence, addiction, smoking, drinking, gambling, objectification, destruction of personal property, non-consensual touching, implied/referenced genocide, and implied/referenced DRUNK DRIVING BABEYYY!!

“I hate it here.” Anne paused before the doors of the club, where she could hear music inside. The protection spirits that guarded the place watched her from their positions within the lion statues hanging from the roof; she couldn’t see them but sensed from the glowing ruby eyes that they were there.

“Well, John made it sound very important,” Sarah said beside her. “Could it be? Why would Monmouth return? He has no master anymore, Charles is dead.”

“I’d want revenge, too, if I were him,” Anne said. She lifted her head to show the spirits the tattoos on her neck before opening the door. “You saw the state Charles was in. To think, James would do that to his own brother...” She shuddered. “Well, you don’t want to think about it.”

“But nobody here is that stupid, surely.” Sarah followed her in, flicking her tail distastefully when she saw the scene up ahead.

There was James, sickening James, waving his cigarette about as he spoke to the Disciple men sitting around him, a few of them absently playing cards on the coffee table (which was currently being used for everything but coffee) before him. To Anne they looked more like remnant servants than humans, looking up at him with wide eyes as they were. She could tell from the irritated twitching of their tails that they were more bored than anything, but on they listened.

Beside James on the sofa was Marly, dressed in his Ally attire, resting his head on the Overlifer’s shoulder and occasionally chiming in with his own remarks. He sat up as Anne and Sarah approached, and James glanced at him before turning his head to Anne.

“Ah, it’s just you,” he said, looking from her to Sarah. “And Miss Jennings, too. Have a seat, I’m sure the boys can make room for you.” He raised his voice. “Ah, Talbot, be a doll and bring us more drinks, would you?”

“That won’t be necessary,” Sarah began, but James waved his tail dismissively.

“Come, what else are we all here for?”

“We’re here to see Monmouth,” Anne cut in. She had no time for this. “I know he’s here.”

James’ eyes widened in fury. “Now where did you hear about that?”

Shit. Don’t look at Marly, don’t look at Marly—

She glanced helplessly at him anyway, and James turned to him with a lash of his tail. “You?”

“Mary- Mary texted me!” Anne rushed to say. “She was there, yes? She told me what had happened.”

It was Mary who had shot Monmouth. Anne had found it difficult to believe at first as Sarah had read her the messages from Marly, but standing in front of James, the tip of her tail shaking, she realized that right now, she could shoot anyone her father wanted her to. Mary had loved Monmouth very much, but if James had ordered it...

The Disciples always come first.

She inhaled sharply, turning away. She felt Sarah twine her tail around hers.

“Mary?” James snorted but said nothing more on the matter. “Well, you’ll see the dog tomorrow during his execution, or his escape, whatever the outcome of his fight with Marly is. Why would you want to see him now?”

“I haven’t tortured anyone since Eastern Kingdom, give me a break,” Anne snapped.

“I thought you didn’t like torture.”

“If- if they deserve it, then of course I do,” she said loftily.

“Nice try, Anne, but your sister has more of a stomach for it than you do,” her father said. He took a long drag from his cigarette and motioned outwards. “I’m not letting you part with him, if that’s what you want to do. He’s a spirit, not family. Have a drink here or get out. That goes for you, too, Sarah,” he added, his tail coiling protectively around Marly’s waist.

Sarah opened her mouth to say something, but Anne batted her tail at her friend’s face. “Okay,” she said. “We’ll stay.” She wasn’t so bad at the cards, she liked to think, especially when everyone else was too high or drunk to realize that the stakes were getting higher and higher.

“I hadn’t really planned for this,” Sarah mumbled as she sat down beside Anne. “What are we doing?”

“Give him an hour and he won’t even notice when we slip out,” Anne whispered back. “Hopefully.”

The aforementioned hour felt too long, perhaps because of the stench of the smoke in the air and the mindless conversations all around her. She really didn’t want to, she told herself she wasn’t going to do this again tonight, but with James watching her and laughing as if everything he’d ever done was nothing at all, she found herself lighting her own cigarette, ordering the same drinks her father did.

“Don’t drink too much, you’re still playing, aren’t you?” Sarah nudged her in the side with her tail.

“I’m not going to lose. I don’t ever lose.”

The heat here became stifling; it became unbearable as she watched her father drink and blow smoke into Sarah’s face and kiss Marly all over his neck— and still he would not shut up. His voice sounded fainter to her now, but he was always there, whispering behind her.

Oh, Ferocity, save me. She was unsteady as she finally stood, having beat these boys at what they thought they were so good at, though she couldn’t tell if the sickness in her was because of the drinks or simply because she hadn’t eaten. She could feel Sarah’s hand in hers, and then she saw the flickering lights above and heard her friend say, “Come dance a little, pass the time.”

“Why...why should I?”

“You think I want to see your father with Marly?”

Anne groaned. “Sorry...sorry for all of it. Everything.”

“None of this is your fault.” Sarah brought a hand up to Anne’s face. “Calm down, everything will work out.”

So they did dance, Anne with a cigarette still in her fingers, which Sarah took from her occasionally. Anne had no idea what she was doing, truthfully she thought she was just tripping over her own tail, but then she heard Sarah laugh and it was alright. Out of the corner of her eye she saw James lean in towards Marly with the smile she’d come to hate.

By the time they were done she swore she was about to faint. She yawned, collapsed back on one of the chairs. She ran her fingers through her hair, and she heard Sarah murmuring beside her. But it all seemed like nothing to her.

“Anne, did you hear me? Anne!”

“What?” Anne looked up, and Sarah flicked her tail at Marly. The Ally was making out with James, who smacked him on the thigh and brought him closer still. Marly seemed to tense for a moment but said nothing.

“Oh,” she said. She didn’t even really mean it, though.

“Let’s go see Monmouth now,” Sarah huffed. “James looks pretty busy to me.” She whisked past Anne with a lash of her tail, and Anne followed her, still staring at her father. He didn’t even look up as she left through the doors in the back.

If that was George...

Well, she was glad it wasn’t, and that was what made him so perfect. Perhaps she should have felt worse that Sarah was braver than she was.

“I don’t know how you can stand it,” she called after Sarah. She paused to take a breath before descending the stairs. The air felt clearer here, the lights not as glaringly painful as they were inside the club. She could still hear the music, people pushing against the door, but that only guaranteed that no one would come down here. 

No one was supposed to come down here, not unless James allowed it.

“What, Marly and James?” Sarah shrugged. “Yeah, I don’t know either.”

“You should kill him.”

“Maybe I would if I had met John sooner.” She looked down with a miserable sigh. “But James had him first.” Her voice broke, only slightly. “Marly has been his Ally for longer than he’s been my partner. Makes me some kind of homewrecker, in his eyes.” She shrugged her shoulders, forcing a laugh.

“There has to be something we can do,” Anne urged.

“Yeah, when you kill James and Mary and you become our leader and everything is okay again. For now...” Sarah shook her head helplessly. “You think I’ll fight an Overlifer on his choice of whores?” She spat the word out sardonically.

“Just because Overlifers can fuck who they please doesn’t mean we should let them,” Anne said. “Nobody is entitled to anyone else’s body just because of their divine right or whatever.”

“Then what’s the whole point of their power?” Sarah asked, bewildered. “Look, Anne, I’m just grateful that he lets me be with John at all. He could have killed me, you know. He could have punished John for it. But he didn’t!��

“You don’t deserve to see him like this—!”

“You don’t think I know that?” Sarah cried, taking Anne’s hand and squeezing hard. “Promise me we’ll kill your father, Anne. John knows the danger he’s in, but nothing can take him from James save for James himself.”

“And if he dies...”

“Then all will be well.” Sarah bowed her head. “And John will be okay, after all.”

There wasn’t any reason he shouldn’t have been okay in the first place! He was never supposed to be here!

“I’ll fix everything,” Anne vowed, mostly to herself.

But Sarah heard. “I already told you that none of this is your fault, Anne. You don’t have to feel like you have to do all of it yourself. You have me.”

“If I’m going to become an Overlifer, then I have to show everyone that I’m worthy of it.” She shook out her tail. “Ugh, this would’ve been so much easier if Monmouth could have just done things right and killed James for us. Then we would have Mary left to deal with, but at least Marly-”

“I don’t want to talk about him,” Sarah interrupted. “We’re here for Monmouth.”

Anne sighed and left it at that. She pushed open the doors in front of her, taking a spell from her pocket and blowing on it. The slip of paper disintegrated into flames, and, much to her surprise, the candles down the hall lit up.

There were cages upon cages that held dozens of dwaallicht spirits in them, all growling and whining as Anne stepped inside. Some of the larger cells had handler spells scrawled over the walls; she guessed those were for any captured Allies. Shamefully they had none at the moment. That was a shame, they certainly found more purpose in the fighting rings where the Overlifers liked to pit them against each other, and where Marly would be fighting tomorrow night.

She supposed just a bit of her father’s bloodlust had grown on her.

“Monmouth!” she called. “It’s me, Anne!” After a moment of silence save for the nervous growls of the other spirits, she whistled. He always responded to that more.

There was a weak bark, and Anne saw then that he was lying in one of the upper cages, his head forced up by the heavy chains around his neck, tangled around the wires of the cage. He wagged his tail slightly as he met Anne’s gaze.

“Monmouth,” she breathed. She hadn’t expected the relief that came to her in that moment, seeing him alive. “I- I didn’t think I would see you again. Hold on!” She climbed onto the wires of the lower cages, steadying herself with her tail as she leaned in closer towards Monmouth. There were symbols scratched out into his chains, she realized— not Infernal, but something else entirely.

Wait, is that...Messianic? There were very few characters that had survived from the language of the angels before they had all gone extinct, and two of those were in use here. The other ones she had never seen before.

I don’t think anyone has ever seen this before. She narrowed her eyes. Is this real?

“Hey, Sarah? Can you look at the chains on the other remnants?”

“Alright. What am I looking for?”

Anne swallowed. “M-Messianic.”

Sarah was silent as she bent down to look at the chains of the other spirits, and then Anne heard her hiss, “Heresy!”

“Well, is there?”

“Are you kidding me? It’s all over their collars!” Sarah fumed. “James can rot, but if he catches the cunt who did this, you won’t see me complaining about the beheading. How does anyone even know about this?”

“And it works, too,” Anne said, looking down at Monmouth. “Only angel spells could inhibit the magic of the devils and the dwaallicht spirits.” Her tail twitched thoughtfully. “I’ve never heard of any spirit managing to leave this place. There has to be a reason for it.”

“Are you saying this is on purpose?” Sarah asked incredulously. “James is a lot of things, but to mess with Messianic spells is beyond even anything he would do.”

“He killed his brother. Didn’t he, Monmouth?” Anne reached through the cage to hold her cousin’s hand. “I believe you. There’s nothing I would past him at this point.”

“I was going to kill him,” he whispered.

“We’ll finish the job,” she said solemnly. “Can you move?”

“Hardly.” He flicked his ears back. “Is...this what sickness is?”

“It might be pretty close.” Anne looked back down to the other spirits, all of them with that same, unnaturally dull look in their eyes that Monmouth had. She jumped down and shook herself out. “This is James. Look around, we have real proof that he is a traitor, even if he’s defended by the Law of Honorable Succession.”

“Hold on, Anne,” Sarah said. “James has definitely not been the only one here. These fights have been going on since before Charles even ruled. They had to subdue the spirits and Allies somehow. Chances are, some people already know about this. Maybe even some have guessed.”

“Then why stay silent?”

“Wouldn’t you?”

“I—” Anne paused. “No, and you wouldn’t, either. You just can’t about something like this.”

“Well, maybe we wouldn’t,” Sarah admitted. “But you can’t really blame anyone for not saying anything.”

“Wonderful,” Anne said. “Let’s tell everyone right now.” She climbed back up to Monmouth. “But we have to get him out of here first.”

“Wait, right now?” Sarah’s eyes widened. “Shouldn’t we get George first, or—”

She was cut off by shouting from the stairs, and Anne froze, recognizing the anger behind the voice immediately.

“Who else would have told them if not you?! If they are down here, I will actually fucking kill you.” The words were heavily slurred, echoing throughout, but it was still clear to Anne; it was James. “Mary couldn’t have fucking told anyone, she was high as shit.”

I have to get out of here. 

But she couldn’t move, and it was Sarah who pulled her down just as James and Marly stepped through those doors.

“I said no one could come down here,” James breathed. “Anne.”

Just confront him now. Anne swallowed, finding she couldn’t speak, either. Her tail jerked up and down behind her.

“Care to explain the Messianic you’ve used here?” Sarah growled for her.

“Sarah, please don’t,” Marly said, but James lazily waved his tail upwards to silence them both.

“You talk as if you think you are threatening me,” he said to Sarah.

“I’m—” She looked from him to Marly, then bowed her head. “Of course not. Sir,” she added. “I was just wondering why.”

Anne stifled a sigh of relief, and James turned his head to her.

“It was you, wasn’t it?” He stepped closer, curling his lip back in a snarl. “Always you, always defying me. I knew we should have stopped at Mary. She was always better at this from the very beginning. Does no one here know respect?”

Still, she said nothing. She knew that if she spoke, he’d interrupt her anyway.

“You insolent girl!” he spat then, taking her choker and pulling her towards him so roughly that it snapped in his hand. She stumbled and fell into his arms, where he gripped her horn, forcing her head up. “And you accuse me of treason?”

“I- I haven’t—”

“Oh, you don’t know when I’ve had enough, do you?” James shoved her back by her shirt collar, and she fell hard on the ground, her head hitting one of the cages.

Ow! She winced, biting back a cry when he slammed his foot down on the tip of her tail.

“If you tell anyone what you saw here, trust me, I will find out,” he snarled. “And I will not be as forgiving. I still have Mary if you need to die.”

Oh, this is forgiving? Anne sneered, and her father raised an eyebrow.

“Are you laughing?”

“How could I?” Even so, she grinned defiantly up at him. “How could I ever laugh at our glorious leader?” There was that old resentment stirring up within her again; she’d been so young back then, less sure of what would happen if she stood up to him. She missed that fearlessness.

And she knew why she had lost it in the first place. James smiled right back at her and took one of his switchblades from his coat pocket.

“You- you’re not going to fucking stab me,” she blurted. She wasn’t sure if that would stop him; mostly she was just bewildered. He’d never used anything but his fists on her.

“Watch me,” he said, flicking the blade out. At that point both Sarah and Marly rushed towards him, Marly in particular shoving him back.

“Alright, you’ve had enough fun tonight,” he said, glancing at Sarah and giving her the slightest shake of his head. “You really shouldn’t drink after a bad day, James, you know how you get.”

James didn’t seem to notice the gesture, merely stepped to the side and narrowed his eyes at his daughter. “I meant what I said.”

“She knows, sir,” Sarah said, walking over to Anne. “We won’t tell anybody.”

“So there’s no need for- for any of this,” Marly said. He took James’ hand, and James stared right at Sarah as he wrenched his hand away from Marly’s grasp and buried the knife into his Ally’s thigh.

Sarah gasped, brought a hand over her mouth. “John—!”

What the fuck? Anne blinked wearily, fixing her gaze on the choker her father had torn from her neck. Oh, it did make her angry, all of this did, but she was just relieved the pain was only in her head. Maybe that was bad.

But I’ll make up for it, right? She looked up, seeing Monmouth watching with wide eyes. But he said nothing, when before he would have been shouting at James.

“Well, James- sir, that was- shit—” Marly bit his lip, leaning against Sarah when she came up behind him. “A little excessive, no?” He took a shaky breath and turned around to drop his head against Sarah’s shoulder. “I’m so sorry,” Anne heard him mutter.

James rolled his eyes, looking down at the blade he had left in Marly’s thigh. “It doesn’t hurt, does it?”

“What the fuck,” Sarah began, but Marly lifted a hand to her lips to shush her.

“Do- do you want me to be honest?” he asked.

“I don’t fucking care,” James said. He glowered back at Anne. “Looks like I have to drive these two to the hospital. Again. You get home on your own.” He spat at Marly’s face as he turned around. “Useless bitch. When we get there, say it was a fight—”

Anne watched them go, her heart sinking. There was never any point in freeing Monmouth, she supposed. His fate was already sealed. Hers was, too.

“Don’t actually drive,” she called after her father.

He barked out a laugh but didn’t turn around.

Anne waited for them all to leave, then fell back on the floor, leaning against the cages and the spirits as she wept into her hand. What a mess she always made, and what a waste of time. Her neck was exposed, now; she could feel it as she ran her fingers across the R. She wanted to claw it off.

“You’re too brave,” Monmouth murmured once she had quieted down.

“Yeah, well, so are you,” she said. She stood and wiped at her face, taking a deep breath. “Goodbye. You weren’t so bad to play house with.”

“You’re...not...freeing me?”

“There’s nothing left for you.” Anne took another cigarette from her pocket and lit it as she walked out. She couldn’t wait to pass out here.

[shadowsofhaddix]

Hear me out... autistic Luke and Trey, ADHD Mark, and AuDHD Jen. That's all.

yes absolutely!

[gogmstuff]

Early 1800s Directoire fashion -

Top left:  ca. 1800 María Luisa de Borbón y Vallabriga by Francisco de Goya y Lucientes (Galleria degli Uffizi - Firenze, Toscana, Italy). From Wikimedia; increased exposure 2030X3490 @72 833kj.

Top right:  1800 Condesa de Chinchon by Francisco de Goya y Lucientes (Museo Nacional del Prado - Madrid, Spain). Probably from Wikimedia 2015X3051 @310 1.6Mj.

Second row:  1801 Fru Elisabeth Sophie Chrystie, f. Krefting by Jens Juel (Nasjonalmuseet - Oslo, Norway). From their Web site; fixed spots & edges w Pshop 4928X6214 @150 6.7Mj.

Third row left:  1801 Sophie Crouzet by Louis Hersent (Cleveland Museum of Art, Cleveland, Ohio, USA). From their Web site 2206X2752 @144 5.8Mp.

Third row right:  1801 Marie Joséphine Charlotte du Val d'Ognes by Marie Denise Villers (Metropolitan Museum of Art). From their Web site 3020X3780 @300 3.2Mj.

Fourth row:  1802 Madame Philippe Panon Desbassayns de Richemont (Jeanne Eglé Mourgue, 1778–1855) and Her Son, Eugène (1800–1859) by Marie Guillelmine Benoist (Meropolitan Museum of Art). From their Web site 2934X3795 @300 5Mj.

Fifth row left:  1803 Friederike von Helldorf by Anton Graff (location ?). From twitter.com/Make_u2_happy/status/1327328578569179136/photo/1; fixed 3 spots and suppressed veiling reflection lower left w Pshop 1636X2048 @72 694kj.

Fifth row right:  1803 Lady Airey, née Catherine Talbot, femme de Sir George Airey, officier anglais by Richard Cosway (Musée du Louvre - Paris, France). From their Web site; fit to screen 804X1200 @72 342kj,

Sixth row:  ca. 1804 Louisa Montagu, Viscountess Hinchingbrook by Thomas Lawrence and studio (auctioned by Christie's). From Wikimedia 1951X3200 @33.81 817kj.

Bottom:  1804 (published) Lavinia (Bingham), Countess Spencer by Charles Turner after Sir Martin Arthur Shee (National Galleries of Scotland - Edinburgh, UK). From their Web site 1920X2552 @300 2.6Mj

[angelariasdominguez]

§ 3.491. Así acaba nuestra noche (John Cromwell, 1941)

 

Una cinta casi propagandística muy en la línea del Hollywood de aquellos años en los que el cine se puso de parte del bien y contra el mal. 

Es la adaptación de una novela de Erich Maria Remarque, guionizada por Talbot Jennings. Tengo una ligera idea de que esta misma historia ya la he visto en otra ocasión. La película es la primera vez que la veo, pero la historia ya la he visto, quizá haya otra versión de la misma novela. La novela se titula "Flotsam", y, al parecer, no ha sido llevada al cine más que esta vez. De todas formas las líneas matrices de la historia se repiten a menudo.

La idea de mezclar varios relatos de varios personajes tampoco es nueva.

La cinta es algo lenta, se detiene en pasajes no demasiado importantes y por momentos no sabes a dónde va. Pero es buena, interesante, y emotiva.

Lo de Fredric March es un escándalo. Sirve para todo. Tiene porte, presencia, inteligencia, emotividad. Me encanta. Margaret Sullavan quizá haya vivido ya sus mejores años. Se acompañan de una Frances Dee (no conocida por mi) y por otro intérprete de esos de tono mayor: Glenn Ford.

Tiene gracia, se deja ver pero es un poco larga. Como si tuviera muchas cosas que decir y no las dijera. No creo que fuese una cinta muy celebrada en su momento. No encaja en el canon de los gustos de la época y como película de propaganda no funciona.

Me recuerda a Borzage, Tres Camaradas y Tormenta Mortal, principalmente, porque está en los dos fantástica. Una actriz muy reconocible que se casó con Henry Fonda y William Wyler, además, luego de éstos, con otros dos hombres.

[loremori]

Martin Freeman (239/366)

🎬|The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy (2005) Directed Garth Jennings Writer Douglas Adams (novel)|Karey Kirkpatrick Music Joby Talbot

“Would it save you a lot of time if I just gave up and went mad now?”

[ulkaralakbarova]

Will is looking for an escape from his family when he encounters Lee, the school bully. Armed with a video camera and a copy of Rambo, Lee plans to make his own action-packed video epic. Credits: TheMovieDb. Film Cast: Will Proudfoot: Bill Milner Lee Carter: Will Poulter Mary Proudfoot: Jessica Hynes Didier Revol: Jules Sitruk Joshua: Neil Dudgeon Lawrence Carter: Ed Westwick Grandma: Anna Wing Jess Proudfoot: Tallulah Evans French Teacher: Emilie Chesnais Geography Teacher: Paul Ritter Science Teacher: Adam Buxton Brethren Leader: Adam Godley Brethren Boy: Asa Butterfield Metal Work Teacher: Edgar Wright Lawrence’s Henchman: Adam Paul Harvey Rambo Double: Atila Emirali Nurse: Louise Jennings Film Crew: Associate Producer: Peter Nadermann Associate Producer: Michel Reilhac Associate Producer: Meinolf Zurhorst Music: Joby Talbot Director: Garth Jennings Executive Producer: Hengameh Panahi Associate Producer: Christian Baute Line Producer: Jane Robertson Director of Photography: Jess Hall Executive Producer: Benjamin Goldhirsh Producer: Trevor Evans Executive Producer: Bristol Baughan Editor: Dominic Leung Producer: Nick Goldsmith Sound Effects Editor: Joe Mount Movie Reviews: