#mischa 2009

[femcelfanboy]

Does anybody remember Mischa (2009)?

The details r a little foggy in my memory but I remember watching this movie as a kid, the memory kinda jumped out while I was watching Hannibal NBC recently.. it was a Hannibal spin off, focusing on Mischa Lecter and Clarice Starling as the main characters. Mischa Lecter was a cannibal & murderer, much like Hannibal is in the franchise.. I remember she was blonde and wore a lot of really formal clothes. Clarice Starling was a criminal profiler, she had an accent and usually dressed casual. Clarice & Mischa had a pretty romantic relationship in the movie, Mischa being in love with Clarice was mentioned a couple times. I don’t remember everything but I remember some other things:

- It was made by some canadian studio, IDK which one but it didn’t have a very high budget lol

- There was talks of a sequel following Mischa & Will Graham, and a TV series following Mischa & Clarice. Both got cancelled

- I remember a scene where Clarice dreamed of marrying Mischa, she woke up screaming. Clarice worked for the FBI still, but her boss was Frederick Chilton instead of Jack Crawford

- At the end of the movie there’s a scene where Mischa gets arrested and a little girl that looks like Clarice watches

- A cover of “The Killing Moon” was on the soundtrack

- Most of the story could be considered like a scrambled up Hannibal story from what I remember.. I don’t remember much lol

- Clarice was trying to catch another killer, I don’t remember them at all but I know she was trying to catch somebody

- Mischa was a psychiatrist for the FBI

- The movie seemed almost like.. an idea board gone wrong?? The movie comes together well but it’s so messy, taking aspects from all the Hannibal movies & books, probably from some other movies too. It felt uncanny, in a way

This movie was a classic when I was a kid, so hopefully I find some other fans on here!! Maybe somebody can jog my memory on other parts of the movie?? Do your thing, Tumblr!

[zhoufeis]

What just bothers me simply about the discussion of TTPD being all so great is neither the fact that some reviewers literally ignore some of the very gruesome lyrics this album has to offer nor the fact that the whole album has the same tune and I could not tell apart these tracks even if I wanted to, no. After all, we can always argue that tastes are different... arguably. It's something utterly different that's bothering me.

It's three things entirely different.

1) The fact we pretend 31 break-up tracks, written entirely out of the perspective of victimhood, of some love stories are worth calling "The Tortured Poets Department". Mind you, Swift, I like love songs, I like break-up songs, I like them poetically, I like when they touch me. But writing 31 break-up songs (not entirely, right, more like 25 or so) for one album makes me wonder if there is anything deeper... more touching to write about. You stay on the surface describing relationships (romantic as well as parasocial) in which you come out as a victim. But the self-reflection is missing entirely. And if I learned one thing in language classes it's that it's poetically dull if we only ever stay on the surface. We gotta dig deeper. And I'm not referring to some poetic lines to make a song sound more beautiful. I'm talking about true depth, true self-reflection, something that makes you defenseless. Cause all this woman does is writing songs out of the perspective of defense - and victimhood. Never does she actually draw herself as defenseless or vulnerable, always knowing how to use the right words to make her fans defend her.

2) Which leads me to that other thing that really bothers me. Her PR team was more involved in this album than the persona of Taylor Swift could ever be. Or maybe Taylor Swift is only PR at this point. Maybe there is no actual person behind all of this. Cause if there's one thing that's utterly apparent, it is that this album hinges SOLELY on any media drama she was involved in. Everyone out there trying to decipher which song is about whom - is this storytelling? Is this poetry? If I only care about songs and judge them by who they are about? The beauty of music is that it binds people together, makes people feel heard or seen through the text and voice of another person. What she's doing isn't that. She is not binding people together by selling her songs as something that could happen to anyone, no, all of it is always only about one person's story - her own. She also doesn't create fictional stories to write about, things to further the limits of our imagination and tell a story that doesn't even exist, and never will. She doesn't use imagination, she doesn't try to connect to other people, she's trying only to connect people to HER. Can this album even be judged neutrally if everyone just knows about her relationships and is guessing who the songs are about? Is there one person out there like "I have never seen any of the TS relationship drama and the like, and I only like to review this album lyrically and sonically by the lyrics and tune within"? Because she is SO present in everyday media press, it is impossible to miss her relationship drama. So are we actually still reviewing Swift's album as a standalone media for its sound and lyrics? Or are we actually just reviewing TS's terrible love life which she apparently has no responsibility for? And mind you all - she knows exactly what she's doing. Don't even think for a second she doesn't know that you all are following her every footstep. Don't think she doesn't use it to her advantage. (Aside from that, she has been considered a storyteller for so long, but she seems to have a lack of stories she can come up with if the only ones she writes about are her own...)

3) Which leads to the entire capitalist thinking behind the release of this album. Not only did she publish 19 different versions of this album to be acquired, no, she also literally had millions of fans pre-ordering her (normal-length) album, only to drop an extended version right after its release. Which means that all these fans had to buy yet another album. And don't think she meant this as a surprise for her fans - she did that cause that's how you make money. Cause that's how capitalism works. And she's part of the problem.

[ancientvamp]

six students take the path less traveled ❀

[space-jesus-stan]

the 2009 citadel theatre karnak has got to be my favourite version of him

[stylestream]

Mischa Barton | Versace dress | The Beautiful Life | 2009

[a1asta1r]

Randomly thinking of what eurovision song would be the Choirs favorite, and I only have four lol (all 2021 and 2022 cuz I remember those the best

Noel: Voilà by Barbara Pravi (placed 2nd in the 2021 finale, Frances submission)

Mischa: Stefania by Kalush Orchestra (placed 1st in the 2022 final, Ukraines submission)

Ricky: SPACE MAN by Sam Ryder (placed 2nd in the 2022 final, United Kingdom’s submission)

Constance: Technicolor by Montaigne (placed 14th in the 2021 semi finale 1, Australias submission)

I literally cannot think of Janes or Oceans pls help

[nostalgiainpages]

Dolly Mag March 2009

The retrospective issue with the "Lazy Beauty" trope here isn't the fact that Mischa was effortlessly trying to be beautiful, but the fact that she was trying to hard that she had a fame inflicted e*ting d*sorder. The poor girl was amongst many young famous ladies who were constantly being put down and criticised by the media. She was coping it pretty hard.

[bejustlikethem]

Mischa Barton

Matthew Williamson For H&M Leather Vest

[kaleidoscopiccc]

more headcannons to add to the pile:

ocean is the only member of the choir that doesnt have her ears pierced because shes scared to death of needles

mischa is banned from the only wafflehouse in uranium for reasons he refuses to explain

noel and ocean made a pact in like middle school to get married if neither of them were married by the age of 30

neither mischa nor ricky are allowed on aux under any circumstances because theyll play nothing but badegg and undertale fan songs respectively

mischa walks around in a t-shirt and shorts in the middle of canadian winter, hes just immune to the cold for some reason

ocean sorts all her stationary in rainbow order, she will explode if they get messed up

noel and ocean get into arguments about the best taylor swift albums constantly during choir

ocean is a lover and fearless stan for life an noels favorite is reputation

constance doesnt even try to make her case for speak now

one time she did and both of them turned to her in sync, yelled "no!", and went back to fighting

penny casually brings up her trauma in the middle of conversions and proceeds to leave the rest of the choir speechless (“oh yeah like that one time i got my entire family and friends arrested in a police raid on our drug commune” “the WHAT”)

ocean has a bunch of sapphic romance books hidden under her bed even though literally no one but her goes in her room

noel was a theatre kid but was banned from all school performances after the nativity incident so he started taking art instead

constance is the same height as (if not a little shorter than) ocean but always wears platforms so ocean ends up being the shortest either way

“100% of people who have sex as teens die, you don't want to die do you?” -ocean oconnell rosenberg, 2009

everyone in the choir needs glasses just to varying degrees most of them just dont wear them for reasons ranging from "yeah thats understandable" to "WHAT THE FUCK RICKY

penny hates pants with all her heart and will only wear shorts or skirts no matter how cold it is outside

constance hates pants almost as much and will wear shorts all the way up to like december

mischa refuses to close any of the apps or tabs on his phone and it literally dies quicker than he did

ocean loves cats but cats hate her, if they dont kill her from allergies, theyll start scratching the shit out of her (she cant be within 500 ft of the potts household without dying on the spot)

noel literally had to lock penny and ocean in the choir room together for them to confess to each other

it took them 2 hours

the others were just outside playing cards the whole time

mischa taught ricky poker during those 2 hours and ricky absolutely wrecked him every single round

mischa rage quit after the 5th time he lost in a row

the piano in the st cassian music room (/choir practice room) has been horrendously out of tune for longer than anyone can remember and no one bothers to fix it (ocean tried once but failed miserably and probably just made it worse)

[ganyulover123]

How old the choir kids are from oldest to youngest

I had my dad help me calculate the choir kids birthday and also figure out what year they were born, it took hours because I don't understand math and dates because it's to confusing, hopefully it's right cuz I went over them way to many times.

Oldest to youngest

Mischa: Born Sunday, August 18, 1991, on September 14, 2009, (which was the day they went on the cyclone) age was 18 years, 0 months, and 27 days

2. Constance: Born Thursday, November 14, 1991, on September 14, 2009, age was 17 years, 10 months, and 0 days

3. Ocean: Born Sunday, December 22, 1991, on September 14, 2009, age was 17 years, 8 months, and 23 days

4. Noel: Born Thursday, March 5, 1992, on September 14, 2009, age was 17 years, 6 months, and 9 days

5. Penny/Jane: Born Tuesday, April 7, 1992, on September 14, 2009, age was 17 years, 5 months, and 7 days

6. Ricky: Born Friday, June 5, 1992, on September 14, 2009, age was 17 years, 3 months, and 9 days

This is for the people who have been wanting to figure out what year they were born and who was oldest and all that

[toooliix]

listen i may be a mischa girlie at the end of the day but look at 2009 ricky slaying their little heart out

gotta be one of my favorite genders

[hiyahezralamb]

i saw someone else do this so rtc characters as stuff i’ve said 🔥

astrid: what the canadian fuck

ricky, after penny says some spooky ass fact about animals: so kawaii! :3

mischa: we gettin jatipsy..we gettin jadrunk 😈

noel: it’s 12 am and i just ate an uncooked poptart..on the other hand, the mental health crisis hotline hasn’t answered my texts-

constance: that’s not very japarty of you 😕

jane: no, i’m actually legally 428 years old, i’m legally old enough to drink

trishna: he isn’t kenworthy!

noel, correcting trishna: he’s not kenough 😔

ocean: guys, stop swearing! it gives you lung disease!

corey: no homo, but damn 😍

astrid, playing altitorture on roblox (yes i know that game didn’t exist in 2009 shut up /nm): IF YOU FALL ONE MORE DAMN TIME I SWEAR TO FUCKING GOD

ezra: it’s only illegal if you get caught :3

ricky: we’re going to zolar, hooray! 🔥🔥

hank: shadow wizard money gang- uh- i forgot-

penny, seriously struggling to type: HIE. HLEP. HELOP. YELP. OMG. HE,OP. I GKBE ZUP.

corey or mischa, could be either one tbh: yo what is up guys it is currently 3 am and we are summoning the among us imposter (gone wrong) (gone silly) (among us took my grandmother’s urn)

constance: i’m currently grinding hamilton simulator, this is fire 🔥🔥🔥

[zoeyslament]

10 Letters to Mom - Mischa angst

Mischa is instructed to write letters to his mother as if she were still alive to cope with losing her. He doesn’t write often, but the letters convey a lot.

Letters from Mischa Bachinski to his late mom, translated from his slightly broken English by Ezra Lamb, St. Cassian’s student, in memory of the boy, lost to the September 14th accident.

Letter 1: Dated September 9th, 2008

Dear mom, 

The counselor says I should write to someone I love to practice my English. And so, I am writing to you. Perhaps I will burn these letters by firelight, in hopes the smoke will travel up to you. 

Canada is not as nice as I thought it would be. Classes are terrible. In maths I have to sit between a snotty ginger and a strange poet boy. It makes no sense, how all of these people exist together in this tiny town. Home is no better. I do not think Chris and Carly like me that much. No, I will not call them mom and dad. 

I still miss you. Part of me still yearns to be a helpless boy again, still in your arms. 

I miss you. 

Love, your son, 

Mischa

Letter 2: Dated October 24th, 2008

Mom, 

I was suspended. I’m so sorry. I promised you I would be your good son, your small boy always. But I got angry. I was spiteful, and I wanted a drink, a drink always makes things better. And I only knew one way to get one. 

I know you said that churches are sacred and not to be crossed, but I heard the ginger from maths say she knew the pastor, knew where the communion wine was kept. I milked every last bit of information from her, promising to join her stupid choir. It doesn’t matter, I need the alcohol. 

3 whole boxes I stole before she ratted me out to Father Markus. 

I drank it all in one night. And the next morning, Saturday, as I lay there, hungover in the basement, I wondered how I was ever going to make my life worth it for you. I still do not know.

I’m sorry, mom. 

Love, Mischa

Letter 3: Dated November 17th, 2008

Mother, 

I have a new hobby. I think you’d be proud—I am learning to sing. Not opera, or the god-awful jazz that poet boy listens to during study hall, no, this is the good stuff. Real, bonerfied rap music. (note: I know it’s supposed to say bonified, but Mischa would think boner-fied is hilarious, may he rest in peace —Ezra)

I even created a channel on this thing called the YouTube—it is called “Bad Egg” because it is an egg, that is bad. Bad is a good thing, it means cool, or that is what the football boys think. Maybe this new thing will turn out well. I am raging, mother, for you and for Ukraine. And when I rage, I rap about money in autotune. 

I will inspire the world. My life will have meaning once again. 

Love, Mischa

Letter 4: Dated December 30th, 2008

Mom! 

I have got the biggest, greatest news. I have found LOVE! Me, your silly boy, your little child that you raised all by yourself, is engaged!

Ever since my YouTube channel was born, a certain beautiful woman has been leaving kind comments on my YouTube comments wall. Her name is Natalia, and last night she had the courage to message me. She announced her love for me over the internet, and it is a truly beautiful thing. She even sent me picures, and she is the most gorgeous woman I have ever met. 

I wish that you could have lived long enough to meet my perfect Talia, for when I look into her almond eyes, I do not see the boy I am, but the man I must become to possess her. I am growing up, mama, but I promise I will always be here, and that you will always be in my heart.

Love, Mischa

Letter 5: Dated January 31st, 2009

Dear mom, 

I want to tell you about choir. 

Most of the school is scared of me, they think I am some bad boy who lives in the woods. But the choir seems to just have it out for me. Annoying ginger is the leader: she is stuck-up, and a real pain in my you know what. Her real name is Ocean, which I suppose fits, because she is salty and rough and probably drowns people. Poet boy is there too, his name is Noel, and he is the least insufferable of the group. He is gay, which is fine, but funny because if he were a girl, he would so be my type. He is nice, but odd. Then there is a boy named Ricky. This month, Ocean decided she needed to prove that choir was accessable for all, so she got boy who cannot speak to join. I never know what he is thinking. He is scary. Last, there is Constance. Sometimes she cries in the corner when she thinks the others do not see. I see. I wonder if she is okay. I hope she knows I am not okay. I hope she knows she is not lonely. 

I thought choir was going to be the bane of my existance. But…I think it has grown on me. 

I miss you. I love you. 

Love, Mischa

Letter 6: Dated March 6th, 2009

Hello mom, 

Yesterday was Noel’s birthday, so Constance brought in cupcakes for everyone. They were red velvet, and very tasty, much better than Carly’s cooking. Carly is no replacement mother, and her basement has cockroaches. I sleep with the roaches. Perhaps I will name them.

I continue to make videos, and to make love with Talia when I can. I hope I get to meet her some day. In fact, I know I will. Mom, I want to come back to Ukraine. I will meet Talia, and we will love each other in person. 

Tomorrow, we are singing at a local soccer game. We are singing some song that Father Markus wrote for us. I do not want to be on stage. I guess I will have to get comfortable with it. 

It‘s getting late, almost time to meet Talia. I love you mom.

Your son, Mischa.

Letter 7: Dated May 15th, 2009

Mom, I have a dilemma. 

Please, tell me you wouldn’t be upset if I told you that I think maybe I like boys?

Last night, Ocean hosted a choir get-together at her place. It was small and cramped. She and Constance ended up sharing the sofa, Ricky took the armchair, leaving myself and Noel on a blow-up air mattresss. I tried so, so hard to give him space, but I’m not a small guy, and somehow we ended up nestled together under the blankets, somehow I ended up lost in his eyes and staring at his lips-

It felt like betrayal. Like if Talia knew, she would have my head. She wants me to be loyal.

But how can I be loyal when Noel watches me with those stupid baby cow eyes? How can I stay at her side when Noel is right there?

It’s so confusing, mom.

-Mischa

Letter 8: Dated June 19th, 2009

School is finally out, mom. I spend every day scrambling for ways to make a quick buck so I can buy cheap vodka. It’s a bad habit, but hard to kick. I wish I could kick it, I do…

But instead, I beat a kid for a 20 dollar bill from his enemy, sold the foster folks’ antique china, and now am in even more heat with them. They cry at my presence and shoo me away like fly.

I do not mind. At least I do not have to go to school and see Noel and his stupid sparkly eyes and his stupid beautiful face. I will spend this summer with Talia, like I’m supposed to.

Letter 9: Dated August 18th, 2009

It is my birthday. I woke up to a box of cupcakes sitting on the floor above the basement stairs. Carly says they were left for me by the Blackwoods. I opened the box, and they were chocolate with vanilla icing, but found strawberry jam in the center when I bit in, a pleasant surprise. There was also a note. It said “happy birthday Mischa! Love Constance, Ricky, Ocean and Noel”

I smiled when I saw it. I hated being in the choir, but it might just be one of the better parts of my life now.

I am 18 now, and that means I can do lots of things. Hopefully one of those is coming back to Ukraine. I miss home, I miss home, I miss home.

I do want to see Talia, but part of me wants to bring Noel home with me. You’d love him, mama.

Your son (now an adult), 

Mischa

Letter 10: Dated September 14th, 2009

Mom, 

This letter will not be too long, because I am singing with the choir at the Fall Fair this afternoon. It is 6:00 am and I am scrawling some quick words across this paper. Tonight I will tell Noel how I feel. I will tell him I love him and that I have eyes for him. I will tell him soon.

Tomorrow, I will write again and tell you how it goes. 

I can’t wait to have him in my arms, mom.

Your son, 

Mischa

[jaysorta]

Sketch dump baby!!!

I realised that rtc takes place in 2009 and I gave Savannah sidebangs… she def straightened tf outta them

Sillies I posted on Twitter

Mischa is both transfem and transmasc at the same time I don’t make the rules sorry (og transfem design by @drop-the-curtain-123)

That is all I have!!! I got a stupid amount of assignments next week so pray for me plz okay bye :)

[mischas]

i wish i could celebrate this mischa and ben thing the way i did when jennifer aniston and david schwimmer admitted they crushed on each other while doing friends but ughhhh it's honestly REALLY annoying to me that they had to be yeaaars apart in age bc i genuinely thought they were adorable back then, but also she was still so young too, it's not like their age gap was in lieu of she was 25 and he was 33 or whatever if you get what i mean. and i can also acknowledge that they had great chemistry (of course) but ://// sigh

I'm taking a day or two to bask in being right because it makes everything slot into place when it comes to Mischa's on-set treatment that has been on my mind since 2021 (if not 2009 when I first watched the show). Everything fits now and it makes every single higher-up look horrendous. It also makes the book look even more farcical than it already did.

The Jen/David revelation was so cute! Yeah it's usually every shipper's dream to get the revelation I got yesterday. I'm still processing. I think... I think there was a lot of rightful pearl clutching going on yesterday but a lot of this was actually (now we know) accurately reported on in the press in 2003/2004. And I don't have access to that much more publicly available info than most people but even I knew back in the 2010s as a high schooler that their chemistry was fire in s1 and nothing in s2/s3 with the exception of some eras. And chemistry doesn't just change from vibes. So yes I'm being annoying about being right but this was out there. And it's really not ~that~ shocking for 2003. I'm most shocked Mischa said it aloud. I thought she'd hint at it until I reached middle age.

B** deserves a million lashings but so does Patrick Rush (casting director), Josh, Stephanie, Bob, McG, and all those faceless execs who knew and encouraged it for a time. I'm very, very mad that MISCHA ended up being ostracized for it in both the script and on-set dynamics. Jesus H !!! That is so beyond messed up and I am unraveling it in time. The book is a piece of garbage for countless reasons but now I have to reevaluate basically every section to see how they covered this gaping hole up. Execs being called to set, Steph talking shit about Mischa's later boyfriends, the unbelievable way they constantly talk around her, the sober coach, the reason why Josh kept RM apart for so long in s2, M/B chemistry tests never once being mentioned, etc.

[stylestream]

Mischa Barton| Osman Yousefzada gown | British Academy Television Awards | 2009