#the rider

[mike-mills]

The Rider (2017) dir. Chloé Zhao

[zichiwatchesyou]

He is so smol and cute omgomgomgomggomgomgomgomgomgomgomgomomgomgomgomgomgomgomgomgomgomgomgomgomgomg

[sillywoyscreenshots]

I love this one he’s so cute

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[389]

Brady Jandreau & director Chloe Zhao of The Rider (2017)

[chernobog13]

Frank Frazetta’s cover for the Edgar Rice Burroughs novel The Rider.

[cinematicmasterpiece]

the rider (2017)

[7thartheaven]

"I believe God gives each of us a purpose. To the horse, it's to run across the prairie. For a cowboy, it's to ride."

The Rider (2017), Chloé Zhao

[lostalleycat]

Songs My Brothers Taught Me (2015)  The Rider (2017) Nomadland (2020)

dir. Chloé Zhao

The breathtaking golden hour in Chloé Zhao’s cinematic universe. She is known as a director who relies heavily on natural light and across these three acclaimed motion pictures, she managed to capture it, especially at dawn and dusk—which she called “magic hour”, gracefully and indeed magically.

[manitat]

2017: The Rider

[angelic37]

Christopher Eccleston spam → part 7/∞

The Seeker: The Dark Is Rising. 2007

[john3blaze]

Zarathos

[joyland2022]

hiring chloe zhao to make a superhero movie was an unbelievable shot in the dark for marvel. multiverse of madness was the bat coming at the hornets nest, but the eternals was the bird pecking at it to build a nest on the branch. at least sam reimi makes movies about the supernatural and the bombastic and the comedic. zhao makes movies about south dakota and the environment and native americans and the displaced and wealth and people living their little normal lives with their little normal dreams. and then people got mad she couldn't bring the marvel style and her sensibilities together as if those two things possibly could coexist well.

[aliciaphen]

Last of the film studies from The Rider (2017) ft a white horse during blue hour

[lukahdrawsshit]

I looked as the voice had said, and there was a pallid horse. And he who sat upon it, his name was Thanatos, the sound of lamentations. Authority was given to them to kill with sword and with famine, with sickness and with the violence of beasts. Behold, I saw a Pale Horse, and the rider is Death.

- I spent way too fuckin long on this piece RIP I was trying to get it done during October for Spooky Season (I've been working on several pieces that I was hoping to get done in October actually) but alas, plans did not go my way smh

Anyways, this was done for the theme "The Rider Is Death" if that wasn't abundantly obvious, and I'm mostly happy with how it's come out!

[erstwhile-punk-guerito]

[poorlytunedukulele]

"I came as soon as I got your message," Veera said. Her voice was gentle. "I was in the Infinite Forest. Are you-"

"No," Azra said frankly. "But there's work to do."

Veera still pulled her into an embrace. Azra squeezed back, half-expecting the tears to start flowing. But her eyes stayed dry. Part of her longed to mourn, but she'd tamped it down with brutal force. There would be time for tears later.

When Veera pulled back, she looked uncertain. A peculiar kind of agony flavored the air with bitter ash.

Azra sighed. She was already tired. But she drew herself together and set her jaw. "The plan right now is to take out these Scorn Barons- Uldren's support crew. They've scattered for the moment, but they're focused on causing chaos and not too much on hiding. I've already tracked a couple of them down."

"Right," Veera said. "Who is next?"