Wh-what did she do? Where is the sword??? WEHY DOES SHE HAVE A MINION????
OK, so.
I have rewatched Nope in a quiet room with no interupptions as God (Jordan peele) intended and I have some new opinions on some characters specifically Jupe so buckle up motherfuckers cause this is all I'm going to talk about for quite awhile!
The first time I watched the movie I hated Jupe and thought he was a egotistical moron who doomed himself and everyone he loved for another chance at fame but on the second rewatch I realized that I felt nothing but pity for him.
Jupe was a traumatized child til the very end and was never able to move on from the Gordy's home incident. He had to believe he was chosen or special because if he didn't then that meant he survived unscathed for no reason other then a tablecloth and and good timing and that truly would have broken him more then the truma ever could.
From that point on that was all he was because he could never move past it to the point where he got all the pieces of his personality and brand from before the Gordy incident, because he genuinely did not know how to move away from it, so he just...didn't. He recycled these pre written parts from his past to be his future, the western theme and the over the top cowboy persona, for God's sake the costumes his kids wore were just old camera reels on monkey bodies (a detail I never would have pieced together with scrolling through the nope tag)
The parallels between childhood Jupe looking at Gordy through the tablecloth to adult jupe looking at Jean Jacket was the final moment where I decided he wasn't a character meant to be hated, he's a character meant to be pitited. He has always been a scared kid both outrunning his past and chasing it in this never ending cycle who finally found out that he wasn't chosen or special or magic. He was saved by a table cloth once, but once was all he got.
I need some opinions and experiences that are not my own. I've been thinking about gender a lot lately and how I feel about how I present (For context I am a cisgender woman) and experience being a woman.
I have no fucking clue what that means.
I obviously have heard trans folk talk about how they just "felt like a girl" and I've always respected that 100% but it only just now occurred to me that I'm not sure if I've ever "felt like a girl". I'm not saying I feel like a boy, honestly I'm not sure I've ever felt like an anything!
I was born a girl, raised as a girl, and have always checked "female" on medical forms but it only just now occurs to me that I've never looked past the surface of this. I am a girl cause a couple people told me I was and I was cool with that but I wonder if I would feel the same if people had told me I was a boy.
I don't really know what this means or how to further look into this but I think getting other people's stories and experiences will be a good first step. Anyway if you read this please comment and help me figure out my gender fuckery that's currently ping ponging around my head.
I JUST GOT ANOTHER ONE WJAY THE FUCK IS HAPPENING
Someone tell me why the fuck i just saw an ad on hulu for this fucking trash heap of an app??????
Being seen can make you rageful
Being seen can make you feel loved
Being seen can be about exploitation
Being seen can be about understanding but not intruding
Being seen can be both the most wonderful and most horrifying thing to ever happen to you, and it all depends on who sees you
Nope has caused a physical shift somewhere deep in my soul and I am not ok
I work in a daycare and we had school photos done recently and one option for parents is sibling portraits.
Well this one year old little girl HATED the photographer and this is my artistic rendition of their picture
I have never seen an angrier child in my life
I keep seeing more and more super dope fanart and its making me want to re-read the raven cycle and hyper analyze ever interaction like it's my reason to breath
Have...have I been eating rotisserie chicken wrong? How else are you supposed to get all the meat if you don't use your hands?? Am I supposed to just leave perfectly good chicken on the bone just because a fork or knife can't get to it????
"if you're going to eat that rotisserie chicken please do it in an area where none of us can see" you hate me. you hate me because i have different eating habits than you and you want me to STARVE