I don't care if anyone has pointed this out before but I have clung to this for years and nobody cares. Now, Back to Future is a great movie and it's well known that is has some plot holes (like a lot) but istg, this one is such a plauge on my mind and I cannot not bring it up EVERY TIME I WATCH PART 3.

The whole plot is that they have to use a train to push the delorean because they had no gas because the fuel line was severed. Can't fill it up because there's no gas in the 1885. . . BUT THERE IS!!!

In all my time watching this, no one but me has realised there's two deloreans in 1885, the one Marty arrived in AND the one Doc arrived in that's now stored in the mine. AND BOTH OF THEM COULD BE USED.

If they wanted to use Marty's delorean, they just bust Doc's delorean out of the mine 70 years early and siphon the gas off or they use Doc's which had most of the circuits fried and just use the new one's they attached to Marty's before he left 1955.

I'm sorry but now that I'm finally using Tumblr again I just need someone to validate this shit. Rant over.

IT WAS ERIC AFTER ALL!!!! I'm so glad we got to meet him (before Vil snaps him away with those Infinity Gauntlets) (can't wait to see what happens when we get the matching Infinity Tiara to go with them, there will be no survivors)

(sorry to be so slow/rough lately, just got a lot of stuff on the ol' brain at the moment! alas, if only I could spend all my time drawing incredibly stupid characters I mean I do but)

Michael has a hard time retelling FNAF sister location

CONSTANTINE (2005) dir. Francis Lawrence

I'm still not over the fact that in the book, Aziraphale and Crowley are supposed to look 30 and 24 years old...

This is what they would look like

That's David in 1995 in The Bill and Michael in 1997 (not quite 99 like it's supposed to be) in Wilde.

Those are children! Mere babies!

things critics hate, apparently:

people having fun

movies that are good as fuck and that ignite a viscerally emotional reaction from an audience of thousands and thousands of people

movies that are good

movies

anyways go watch fnaf

THE HUNGER GAMES: CATCHING FIRE 2013 | dir. Francis Lawrence

Tell me I'm wrong.

who up being big and small and big and small and big and small again

it's probably for the best that he doesn't make eye contact

like... did you see his eyes?? this puppy/wetcat/big/pigeon/etc eyes that can just woosh your thoughts

forever obsessed with dynamics between vampires, specifically that of a maker and fledgling, as a way to explore abuse. the creation of a vampire itself can so easily be a literalization of the lasting impacts of trauma and also much more simply the ways a perpetrator might shape their victim’s very identity. the extremes of isolation in the way that the new vampire, in most narratives, must cut all ties to their mortal life, or else go through an elaborate charade to maintain the facade of humanity, while forever still being removed from it. and the sheer dependence and vulnerability of being in an entirely new state of being, wholly uncertain of what it entails, and relying on another person to define… everything.

Love, (2015)

Dir - Gasper Noe

"Nice Granny bag, Little Jack"

It's a small moment but I love the scene where Kitty insults Jack Horner's bag because even in a serious and worrying moment, Puss still found her comment funny and even smiled a bit.

Chani, anytime she hears someone refer to Paul Atreides as Lisan al Gaib or Mahdi:

Meanwhile, Lady Jessica & her psychic unborn baby hearing the same thing:

Recently Youtube's algorithm really wants me to watch Schindler's List and I never had so the other night I sat down and actually watched it.

Having a lot of thoughts about it but a major one I keep coming back to is how even an immensely and deeply flawed human being can go against "just following orders" and instead put in the work to actually help.

It may never be fully enough. It may never save as many as you'd hoped. But when you have a choice to either follow orders or save your fellow humans in front of you, I hope you choose the latter.

Schindler died in poverty. He was not a renown war hero nor was he at all famous or widely beloved. But he saw that he could help, even in some small way, and so he helped.

He was a Nazi who saw what the Nazis were doing to Jews and said no more. Enough. If I can even spare those under my charge, maybe a few extras, then at least I will have tried to do something about this.

I think a lot of people do not fancy this type of activism. It is messy, dangerous, and often completely thankless. Schindler survived as long as he did after the war due to those he saved helping him with donations. He was not popular in his hometown due to his association with Nazis, he was not popular in Germany, he was not popular in Argentina. His businesses all failed. His wife left him. A movie about his deeds was released several years after his death, where he would receive none of the benefits. He went to prison multiple times for simply refusing to hate Jews.

I think a lot of people like to think they're activists, but are sorely unprepared for doing this type of work, and then in truth become activists in name only. This is hard work. But without him, another thousand or so people would be on that death toll.

He took his position of extreme power- a Nazi owning a factory almost entirely operated by Jews, making oodles of money off that cheap slave labor- and said you know what? No. I'm not doing that. I can't save everyone, but as long as they are within my factory, you will not kill my workers. As long as I'm here you aren't harming one hair on the head of any Jew under my care. You're not sending or keeping them in Auschwitz. You're not randomly executing them for entertainment. They're people. You're not murdering them.

"Just following orders" they say. But they didn't have to. They could have helped. They could have did what he did, look around and say "what the fuck am I doing here", and stop. He did. They could have. They didn't.