Always frustrating when an article misquotes its own source.
Always frustrating when an article misquotes its own source.
The action sequences kept the series afloat for me. Although, I almost stopped watching after the insult of episode eight, which was almost entirely recycled footage of the first seven.
They could have gone the Cobra Kai route and centered it on a reconciliation between Ralphie and Scut Farkus.
I knew some people in college who took him pretty seriously. One of them even described themselves as a “Mansonist” versus any other religious or philosophical label. It was around this time (late 90s) that Manson published a supposed auto-biography.
Have you heard anything by Wolf Alice? They hit a broad range of rock styles, from lighter to heavier sounds.
The Gods We Can Touch by Aurora comes out later this month.
I think she called the bear Leonard. And after watching the plane sequence twice, it really does play as if the fire started with the bear. My horrible gut reaction was that Misty had somehow sabotaged rescue again. But she no longer seems happy to stay. And then I went the vague supernatural route, as if some…
I’ve also seen the slow dementia process, multiple times. I would like an option for anyone, including myself, to have assisted suicide as an option after the first signs of losing mental control.
Appetition? Not a vocab word that I’m used to hearing at all, let alone in a toy-based cartoon.
It was time-consuming, but a lot of fun. One improvement over a regular Etch a Sketch was the Animator’s erase function. Plus, it allowed you to duplicate the previous frame with a single button and then make small changes from there.
Right, it’s pretty straightforward. The daughter is willing to sacrifice her life for her mother. But the mother is willing to sacrifice her happiness for her daughter.
AOIMSG? I guess it’s easy to keep work classified when no one can remember your name.
Part of it was due to marketing, with ads trumpeting a “real-life” story, when the film was actually adapting a novel’s fictional take.
I was roughly Harold’s age when first seeing this. The film, and its soundtrack, became instant faves of mine. I could relate to the angst, and the need for darker feelings to be acknowledged and discussed without shame. But it was also the right time for me to hear Maude’s advice (and Cat Stevens’) on how to step out…
I’ve had a love/hate relationship with Lavigne’s music. The last song by her that I liked was “Rock n Roll,” which came attached to one of the craziest videos ever.
I doubt the kind of healing she needs can happen while living in the spotlight. Unfortunately, fame seems to be one of her addictions.
We were gradually getting more lore about the lodge, so the timing for this backstory would have been perfect. And meanwhile, Liz had finally become entranced by the lodge, too. I say start the story over as a series of novels.
I wasn’t talking about the model being groped. I replied to a post saying the definition of a model is just a hired, inanimate object. I disagreed with that, in general, but said that in a specific type of music video, being viewed in that way is the norm. I meant being perceived as an object is what the models have…
I’m definitely not on their side. My intentions were to criticize songs and music videos that portray women as objects, or as the original post said, “hired mannequins.” In the case of “Blurred Lines,” even before the incident of abuse on set, everyone involved could probably tell the end result would be dehumanizing.
It was meant as a slam on a certain type of music video which has been around so long that their disrespect of women is common knowledge. Most of the comments to this article are a variation of “surprise, surprise.”