#waking life movie

[cinesoleil]

Waking Life (2001)

[sostienetati]

“Things have been tough lately for dreamers. They say dreaming is dead, no one does it anymore.

It’s not dead it’s just that it’s been forgotten, removed from our language. Nobody teaches it so nobody knows it exists. The dreamer is banished to obscurity.

Well, I’m trying to change all that, and I hope you are too. By dreaming, every day. Dreaming with our hands and dreaming with our minds.

Our planet is facing the greatest problems it’s ever faced, ever. So whatever you do, don’t be bored, this is absolutely the most exciting time we could have possibly hoped to be alive. And things are just starting.”

Waking Life (2001)

[wordsofhoneydew]

It’s Wednesday!!

hello friends!! i haven’t been writing nearly as much as i want to but i just started a new installment for ‘your body comes back to me in dreams’ :D you can read the first one here<3

thank you to @nocoastposts @magicandarchery @captainjunglegym @hgejfmw-hgejhsf for the tags!!

Henry stands in front of him, a hand rubbing small circles on his chest, right over his heart. “Hello, darling. I’ve missed you.” He smiles up at Alex with so much love in his eyes, the gleam in them never faltering, but magnifying each day. It’s something Alex will never grow bored of.

Alex breathes sharply out of his nose, as he feels Henry’s touch purge him of all the tension in his body. “I missed you too, baby.” He smiles warmly, leaning into Henry to plant a kiss on his cheek and feeling his heart swell when it serves a small laugh from his boyfriend.

Henry’s hands reach to the collar of Alex’s coat, going to slip it off his shoulders until Alex stops him. “You don’t have to do that,” he grabs one of Henry’s hands to place a tender kiss on his knuckles. “I’m more than capable of taking off my coat, sweetheart.”

”I don’t doubt that for a second,” He pauses, biting his lip as he traces his hands under his coat and over Alex’s broad shoulders, maintaining eye contact. Alex feels a shiver go down his spine when Henry whispers, “Just want to take care of you.”

Alex moves them to the couch, Henry settling down on his lap with his knees on either side of his hips. Henry’s hands return to his shoulders, beginning to massage the knots in his muscles. Alex leans his head against the edge of the couch and lets out a low moan as he feels Henry’s skillful fingers knead their way across his tendons.

“How does that feel?” Henry says, mischief patent in his voice.

Alex groans. “Feels fucking good.”

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[samd1o1]

Do They Look Bonita?

They're going on a date.

(Eddie is there too dw).

Spot dress obviously inspired by his spots, but for Venom this Barbie dress reminded me of his glow sticks from LTBC.

They sit on my desk and watch me rage at League of Legends.

BONUS: These hats were obviously too big for them so Pavitr and Spot Funkos can have them.

[chiwithekiwi]

no but i genuinely would be fascinated to see miguel drop his mentality of "the ends justify the means" and him and miles seeing eye to eye only for him to realise that miles is the exact kind of kid that he would have hoped his own daughter could have been. him facing miles after realising the extent of the horror that he inflicted upon him in not just his actions but his words. miles looks at him and sees a man beyond his limits and cannot hold any of it against him despite knowing that he has every right to hate him for what he did to him. miguel wishes he would hate him, because that would at least make the remorse easier to manage in knowing what he did to someone else's child

[bigbronintendo]

"Wake the f*** up, hedgehog..."

I know I'm late for this moment but

KEANU IS VOICING SHADOW 😭🙏

I'm just so overly hyped for Keanu's performance, it was such a miracle last week. we knew we wanted something in our hands this month and God said yes ❤️❤️🖤🖤

[echthr0s]

[letterboxd log 2024 | 24+28/?] ⪀ Lisa Frankenstein, 2024; dir. Zelda Williams

[texaschainsawmascara]

Waking Life (2001)

[cassketti]

Bernard balls (nerd)

[carnivalcarriondiscarded]

I don't know much about 'lights out' but I am curious, are the neighbors whom are asleep aware? Like aware that they are asleep? Or is it a possessed/simulation kind of deal? How do they wake up? ...If they wake up, that is.....

⁷. .⁷

they are Not Aware that they're asleep! they're all in dreams tailored to suit them specifically - wonderful dreams, the kind you don't want to wake from! or the kind where if you do wake up, you immediately go back to sleep to continue the dream. for example, Frank dreams of a huge meadow filled to the brim with beautiful insects & flowers for him to study and enjoy

and they do all eventually wake up! every single one of em! dreams can't last forever...

[averageludwig]

The way I draw Demoman 24/7. you did think this is my full time job of 12 years or something jesus christ. 3 illustrations open and its just him, 8 google tabs references for him too. someone has to stop me

[dirtytransmasc]

soft concept for ATSV:

its after the events of the movie, things have smoothed out, the teens are for the most part living their best lives, Miguel is working on... it... and getting his relationships with the kids to at least how they were before he decided to try and fight a 15-year-old, things aren't perfect, but its better.

movie night. kids are piled up on the floor, Peter B. and Miguel have somehow been dragged into it (read: peters happy to be there, per usual, and Miguel is more than happy to be involved, even if he would never admit that, not even to himself). the movie's long been over, credits rolling, all the kids are fast asleep, and both of the older spiders know they can't just leave them on the floor.

que Peter and Miguel doing what every tired parent has done after a movie night, carrying their kids to their beds, or in this case, back to their own dimensions.

the tentative "we should get them home" comment from Miguel breaking the quiet that had settled over the group. the near silent argument over who's taking who where between Miguel and Peter. the awkward manner of picking each one up, each of them tall or lanky or otherwise awkward to hold, seeing as none of them are little kids, some are barely even teens anymore.

Miguel having to suck it up and take Hobie cause he's too tall and too much for Peter to manage, complaining even as his heart melts ever so slightly at the peaceful look on the kid's face. Peter taking Gwen so they don't have to portal twice, barely holding back a smile when he watched Miguel soften hopelessly. Miguel offering to take Miles home, looking almost... ashamed for asking, but Peter just gives him the go ahead, and watches as the older spider picked up the much smaller kid like he was nothing, tucking him close to his chest and portaling off to leave him in his bunk, hushing him as he flutters in and out of sleep.

the two tucking them in, peter with much more pep and giddiness, and admittedly, more picture taking, but surprisingly, Miguel being much more tender and careful, making sure blankets were pulled all the way over and pillows were fluffed and that he didn't accidentally wake any of them up. gentle parting goodbyes in the form of tussling hair, double checking windows and doors are locked, and wishing them sweet dreams.

after Peter takes Pavitr home, completing the task of putting the kids where they ought to be, Miguel has to sit through all of Peter's gushing and photos, murmuring something about him looking like a creep with photos of random kids sleeping in his phone, before lurking off to his office to reflect on the night and the ruckus he just went through for kids he was hell-bent on convincing himself he didn't care about. Peter going home to MJ and his daughter, contented and tuckered out, already plotting how to use the photos like crypotnite. Miguel cherishing the memories of the night.

thats it. thats the idea. the mental image is better then the idea on paper, but you get the jist.

inspired by this fic

[eyeamthat]

You haven't met yourself yet. But the advantage to meeting others in the meantime...is that one of them may present you to yourself.

Waking Life (2001)

[brookriver-mudlark]

Shot-by-shot commentary of one scene from Transformers: The Last Knight

A few months ago, I remembered this movie was a thing, and looked up a clip to see if I'd be able to sit though it just for Optimus.

The short answer is no.

The long answer is that this single scene has driven me insane.

Bear in mind, i have very little context for this scene, so i will primarily be riffing on it from a cinematography angle. Buckle up!

Let's start with this...beautiful? aerial shot of gray metal guys running on a gray metal slope, their considerable scale reduced to that of ants on a plate by the speedy camera.

These two climb out of the structure. Their spatial relation to the rest of the scene is never established.

Aaand now the metal guys are running down from the other side of the screen. Did the camera keep spinning between shots?? Anyways, they start pummeling Optimus.

Cut to Optimus being pummeled from the front. With a bit of planning, this could have been continuous with the previous shot, but...oh boy. Oh boy. Let's not start with that just yet.

Don't forget, girl is here! (This is the last time she shows up in this scene.)

Oh right, Cade was in the corner of the last shot. He gets up, starts running in the opposite screen direction of where Optimus was in relation to him earlier,

...and immediately slips and falls in the next shot. You get to enjoy the moment in lovely slow-motion.

Optimus then explains what is currently happening in the scene for the benefit of anyone staring slack-jawed at the screen by this point.

Then the knights go back to beating Optimus up. One guy takes an axe to his back edged side down, and it doesn't do jack except knock him flat.

Also, Cade is here.

This guy finally comes to deal the killing blow.

What follows is a series of barely connected slo-mo jump cuts of the device on Cade's arm unfolding,

followed by a fast series of time-breaking cuts to show a single sword strike,

oh my god they keep cutting

wait WHO IS THIS, WHERE WAS HE ...oh my god, i scrubbed backwards, he's supposed to have been near Cade the whole time, what

Then there's a dramatic spinning shot, which would have been a cool moment to show the walking props knights holding their swords up in abrupt reverence, but instead we mostly just watch Cade look around in confusion while Optimus grovels.

We interrupt the spinning to inform you that this scene was filmed during golden hour.

Back to spinning. I guess you don't have to worry about the 180 degree rule if your scene spans the full 360, huh?

Cade looks over at Optimus, and Optimus looks back. ...Followed IMMEDIATELY by a fast pan of planes flying behind some knights; my eyes

Optimus keeps talking. His speech is about as continuous as the shots.

We finally get a quiet moment to hold on that last shot for a while, and listen to Cade give a pep talk to a war general who's seen countless human lifetimes' worth of pain and loss.

And that's all that Optimus needed to pick himself up.

We get a triumphant shot of Optimus straightening up, rallying his brothers in arms to rise up against Quintessa...

And for one moment, perhaps your brain can feel a glimmer of joy within the soup of semi-consciousness it's now sinking into.

...

If I watch the whole movie, I will die.

That's all, folks!

[arrowsperpetualcringe]

i cannot believe how unbelievably trans the team on your name made Mistuha on ACCIDENT

HOW DID YOU MAKE MITSUHA SO TRANS MASC HOLY SHIT