I don’t think we talk enough about how Elinor Dashwood consistently mocks and belittles Marianne and does not really stop until Marianne has been thoroughly humiliated by outside circumstances.
They love each other but Elinor has clearly had it up to here with her sister.
Even when Elinor does stop outright making fun of Marianne, her interior monologue varies between snide and sympathetic. And she gets extremely lectury by the end, when, in a sense, she and her view of the world have won.
This is such a moonscape of a book. I love it.
Edward you damp tea cozy didn’t your mother ever teach you how to treat scissors
The prequel trilogy is not devoid of merit.
They're deeply DEEPLY flawed, woodenly acted, and badly written, but they're also extraordinarily beautiful, and they contain sequences and set pieces that match or exceed moments in the OT.
You know how sometimes you’re reading a romance novel and they’re like LET US PAINT OURSELVES WITH CHOCOLATE AND LICK IT OFF ONE ANOTHER and you’re like YOU WON’T BE CLEAN ENOUGH TO GET INTO BED NOW AND IT’S THE REGENCY SO YOU CAN’T JUST SHOWER
ALSO SINCE IT’S THE REGENCY SOLID CHOCOLATE DIDN’T EXIST SO YOU’RE JUST PAINTING THE COMTESSE WITH HOT COCOA AND I REALLY DON’T THINK WARM GRITTY MILK WOULD BE ALL THAT SEXY
And it’s gonna get all over that chair you tied the comtesse to and like, I know you’ve got servants to clean things, but my god, consider their feelings for once.
Fondly remembering the long-ass facebook convo I had like 8 years ago about the concept of the mellified man, where I was like "yeah it's gross but as a notion of self-sacrifice it's kinda beautiful" and someone else was like "here are bible verses about how you're wrong"
(Mellification is where you decide to become a honey-mummy, so you stop eating anything but honey until you die, and then you get put in a coffin full of honey until you're preserved in it, and then your honey-soaked flesh is used to cure horrible wounds)
(AFAIK there aren't any records of this actually happening; it's the kind of thing that gets reported about Foreign Lands by historians.)
She was making a poster for a STUDENT EVENT about Polish design. Visually, it drew from the work of one of the featured designers. Because why not. A proud faculty member posted it on Facebook. Famous Guy Designer leaps in to crap all over it.+
Suddenly, nationally and internationally renowned graphic designers are leaping in to the fray, either for or against what is essentially an act of homage. Famous Guy Designer keeps being an ass. Anticlimactically, the whole discussion pretty much just peters out.
Things to note:
-she did it for free and solely to publicize an event at the school, for the school; no prints were sold
-it was a strong reference but not a direct copy
-it wasn't plagiarism any more than drawing the Millennium Falcon for a Star Wars movie night would be
I can't believe the All This Abundance For $11 guy is for real. I'm swan-diving into the photosphere.
My favorite parts are the replies where people are like WHAT IF I'M FEEDING A FAMILY OF FOUR and he's like THEN JUST SPEND $44 and they're like MONEY DOESN'T JUST SCALE UP LIKE THAT AND THAT'S $44 ON FRUIT and he's like WELL I'VE GOT ENOUGH MONEY, SO WHAT'S YOUR PROBLEM
Or the one where someone says "where's the protein" and he says something about amino acids in a simpler form, and Mama Pechacek didn't raise no nutritionists but I don't think that's a thing.
I know you’re all trying to be helpful. I know. But if a tweet has passed a certain threshold of attention, check the replies because there’s a good chance you’re the third person to say something and the OP is tired of it.
Okay, I obviously have a pretty high tolerance for Fancy Bullshit, being at least 85% made of it myself, but this is somehow a step too far.
Maria Teresa: what do we need to pacify the Hungarians
Maria Teresa: a new chivalric order
Maria Teresa: but what should that order wear
Maria Teresa: we could lock Michael Kaplan in Schönbrunn & not let him out until he makes a watermelon out of bedspreads
Maria Teresa: perfect
I literally want to punch everyone wearing this garbage
I'm actually extremely close to my first goal, but I think I gotta change the reward because my computer literally won't stream anything. What do you want? An elaborate text-based adventure where you can wander?