Twenty-something full-time cinephile, fangirl and lover of all things media. Fandoms I have fallen victim to include: Avengers, Sherlock, Ghibli, Teen Wolf, Tom Hiddleston, Lord of the Rings, The Hobbit...
So, in the middle of everything today, we ran across a hellaciously distressed momma mallard and a bunch of her baby ducks that had fallen down a sewer grate. Another guy was already trying to fish them out, so my friend and I called animal control before we tried to fish the rest of them out. When Animal Control got there, we had all of them out and the mother duck quacking very happily. I was surprised - none of us got snapped at or hurt. I was even holding onto a bag at one point that had all of them in it and she just watched me.
let me just tell you briefly about these amazing camera shots and their symbolism:
shot #1: Thor and Loki as kids are equal with their father almost out of reach for the both of them (his face is out of the shot) - though they are standing next to each other, still Odin is the one separating them.
shot #2: Odin still separates them,thy still are inferior, even though they both have grown to match him (you see Odin fully). However while Loki faces him (yearning to live up to his father’s expectations), it it him Odin shows his back, while his left shoulder is pointed to Thor his true son and only heir, who is not able to look at his father due to his conflict towards him. The brothers now start to turn their backs on each other: the beginning of their paths parting.
in case you thought there weren’t enough reasons for this movie to make me cry like a fucking child.
Not to mention the fact that Thor is always, always, on Odin’s right-hand side, the side reserved for the heir. Loki remains on the left, the weaker, less important side.
there was no need for that last comment thank you satan
just relating back to Lunsford’s equality speech before, a prime example of meat on a hook for us ladies. We don’t kick and scream over the fact he is shirtless, but the minute a woman is in her underwear, we all think we’re social justice bloggers.
You want the men in you films to be partially naked so you can get your little perv, so think about the guys going to go see it to! they want to see something as well!
JUST LEARN THAT ALL THESE PEOPLE ARE HOT AND CAN ACTUALLY FLAUNT WHAT THEY HAVE AND GET OVER IT.
it’d be cool to speak like 20 different languages & keep it a secret from everyone & then during a time of crisis, u could speak some fluent russian to some russian guy holding a gun to your head & all your friends will be like daaamn
The best thing you can do is find a person who loves you for exactly what you are. Good mood, bad mood, ugly, pretty, handsome, what have you, the right person is still going to think the sun shines out your ass. That’s the kind of person that’s worth sticking with.
#and chekov is all like 'let me explain to you a thing' #and scotty is all like 'i can't do the thing!' #and bones is all like 'i'm a doctor not a thing-doer' #and sulu is just like 'ooooh myyyyy' (via experimentingwithbackcombing)
# and Uhura rolls her eyes and is like 'When you do the thing don't expect me to rescue your ass' # but then she rescues them anyway # because she's a bamf (via gallifreyburning)