I apologize in advance for the raw nature of the performance. I will say however, that is part of the charm.
CW: general loathing of Reality, very Problematic takes from a dumbass traumaqueer who you were never gonna take seriously anyway.
had this film merely been an absolutely one-of-a-kind work which i have no idea how to contextualize or compare to other work, it would have been extremely difficult to write about for obvious reasons. had this film merely been…
Don't burden your soul, for it is an awful sin to deny the divine spark.
aiming to have a single breakthu is setting myself up for failure. but i need to make art again. thru my life the various voices ive heard in art have changed, some have gotten quieter or louder, some humming in the unconscious background and some screaming at me, different periods of my life have been marked by my ability to hear different voices. even in…
A voice for the voiceless.
i have previously proposed that the radio silence vision of scream is not about postmodern deconstruction (nor could it ever have been), but about living in a post-postmodern world where everything has already been deconstructed,,,not so much about media directly, but the way media is thought about and talked about. i thought it was a fairly strong read but i still wasnt expecting the followup to essentially take everything i said and double down on…
im glad that this got mostly positive reviews cuz my boy night deserves the W but honestly i dont even rly understand why, i dont know how anyone who isnt queer and marginalized relates to this at all. this is almost entirely about exploring, understanding, but ultimately refuting a specific kind of misanthropy, one that breeds in marginalized people, one that just wishes we could be alone in the world, one that has to alternate between hiding and fighting. this…
[1]as ive rediscovered my spirituality i increasingly regard metamodernism not with the revelatory enthusiasm i once did but more as (1) a stepping stone to more fully formed beliefs and (2) less as something amazing in and of itself and more a mundanely inevitable survival mechanism for those we live, as we do, in a world that wants to squash everything Human out of being human. all this is to say that if i was gonna completely fall in love…
(kinda spoilery, no details tho)
spiritual torture porn, a transcendental fucking tribulation. one of the most constantly emotionally anguishing experiences ive had with a movie, the feelings this evoked in me were so much closer to my watches of when black birds fly or sucker punch then literally any experience ive had with a night film. tho this is clearly a sister film to the village, more and more similarities jump out at me the more i think ab it.…
