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t-800 · 1 year
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Kyle MacLachlan in THE HIDDEN (1987)
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I'm currently reading book 39 and the whole buffalo issue is making me curious if you think any animals could actually use morphing technology to their advantage. The species that comes to my mind first are crows, I think they would have a very enjoyable time committing crimes with it
Hmmmm. Crows with morphing would terrorize the planet, but maybe better than ants?
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huariqueje · 5 months
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Corner Left III   -    Anette Harboe Flensburg , 2022.
Danish, b. 1961 -
Oil on canvas,  120 x 80 cm.   
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389 · 7 months
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The Hidden (1987) Jack Sholder
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filmauteur · 10 months
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The Hidden (1987) dir. Jack Sholder
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schlock-luster-video · 2 months
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Wishing a happy birthday to cult film icon Kyle MacLachlan!
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Preliminary Bracket!
Fed on Fed violence!
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natnat98 · 1 year
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haven’t seen anyone talking about this movie so i decided to do this myself
here’s a compilation of lloyd taking pills incorrectly lol i adore him so much
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movieposters1 · 2 months
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horrororman · 6 months
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The Hidden was released on October 30, 1987.
#horror #scifi #sciencefiction #thriller
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cressida-jayoungr · 1 year
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Coeli's Picks: Red, part 2
(Multiple movies listed left to right.)
One Dress a Day Challenge
January: Red Redux
Mirror, Mirror (2012) / Julia Roberts as Queen Clementianna
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Blake's 7 (s2 e11, "Gambit") / Jacqueline Pearce as Servalan
Belle de Jour (1967) / Catherine Deneuve as Séverine Serizy (Belle de Jour)
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Crimson Peak (2015) / Jessica Chastain as Lady Lucille Sharpe
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Death Becomes Her (1992) / Goldie Hawn as Helen Sharp
Cruella (2021) / Emma Stone as Cruella de Vil
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The Muppet Show (s3 e15) / Lesley Ann Warren as herself
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Hello, Dolly! (1969) / Barbra Streisand as Dolly Levi
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Funny Girl (1968) / Barbra Streisand as Fanny Brice
This dress is really amazing--it's a vintage Fortuny Delphos dress!
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Anna Karenina (2012) / Keira Knightley as Anna Karenina
The Tale of Tales (2015) / Salma Hayek as the Queen of Longtrellis
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The Hidden (1987) / Claudia Christian as Brenda Lee Van Buren
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"Character is a stripper - note the back of the dress, or rather the lack thereof!"
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t-800 · 1 year
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THE HIDDEN (1987) dir. Jack Sholder
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andalitean · 2 years
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This is actually one of the funniest things Jake has ever said and i know for a fact marco is upset hes not in the position to say it back
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Best Kyle MacLachlan movies and performances:
1. Blue Velvet - David Lynch (1986)
2. Twin Peaks: Fire Walk with Me - David Lynch (1992)
3. Giant Little Ones - Keith Behrman (2018)
4. The Hidden - Jack Sholder (1987)
5. Justice League: The New Frontier - Dave Bullock (2008)
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thequeendomhq · 10 days
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NAME. Valdís “Unnr” Wavebreaker AGE & BIRTH DATE. 29 & October 31st, 2995 GENDER & PRONOUNS. Female & She/Her NATIONALITY. Unknown SPECIES. Witch FACTION. Raiders of the Veiled Sea OCCUPATION. Captain of the Rán’s Armada FACE CLAIM. Hannah John-Kamen
biography
It starts with a spark that turns into a blaze. 
But even before then, there is a story to be told. 
Against all adversity, she survived — the nameless orphan, the lost child —. Through the unforgiving waves that had drowned many, past Rán’s treacherous net. Too stubborn to die, too young to remember a life other than what laid before her: one of cruelty underpinned by a brief act of kindness, one of silence echoed by the tides.
No parent, no shelter, no home. 
No name. 
Hunger rumbling on her belly, the waves echoing on her head; desperate eyes taking desperate measures to survive in a world that had long turned its back to the nameless street urchin, the parentless thief. Greedy fingers grasped at the edge of the table, swiping food when she could, getting pain when she could not. 
Desperate times lead to desperate measures, and there is no one as desperate as those who have been forgotten by a cruel world. 
From the market, a girl graduates to bigger scores. She risks her freedom and life for the desperate dream of a warm meal and a heavy stomach. She risks her secrets for a roof above her head on the harshest of winters, on the strongest of storms. 
The thing about risks?
They don’t always pay off. 
Deft fingered as she is, cunning as she has been forced to become, a girl is just an urchin amidst many. Her risks are not worth the reward, and she is soon caught as she attempts to reach for the stars. It would be a common story of crashing and burning — 
If she had been the one burning. 
A girl is not burned by her attempts, she burns those around her instead. Nothing too dire, nothing too deathly, just a spell of scorching, just a wave of heat. Not enough to kill  —  for fire has never been the element of the sea —  but enough to mark a girl for what she has always been but never known: a witch, a weaver of the tapestry. 
It is enough for her to escape from the border guards’ pursuit, but not enough to escape from the Damocles sword hanging over her head. A girl had been marked by her magic, and there is only one fate for a street urchin on the streets of Ishraed with such a mark: a one way ticket to the coal mines. Perhaps, a girl would have survived. Perhaps, a girl would have lived to tell the tale. It will never be known, for instead of chains the world gave a girl a gift beyond anything else she had received in her short life so far: the world gave her an act of kindness in the form of a druid going against law and kingdom and their safety to give her hers. 
From one moment to another, her luck changed just as the tides. A girl is placed into a ship heading towards a distant shore, towards a new adventure.
It’s more than the girl has ever gotten, more than she has ever stolen. 
Freedom. 
It’s a door to a world she had never dared to dream of, a door slammed open by the sound of a canon and the boarding of a ship. 
Tiny and malnourished, magic hidden underneath her skin, a girl is not much of a treat. Tiny and malnourished, with a knife instead of a tongue, a girl is amusing enough not to be tossed overboard. 
A girl is christened upon the waves, a name given by a ship mate that tires of calling her for her duties and receiving echoing answers. 
Unnr the Deck Scrubber is born on the cresting waves, a lifetime away from the city that raised her into a survivor. 
Names are power, and being named gave a girl something she had not dared to hold before: ambition. No longer just another orphan amidst many, no longer a nameless child in the streets. She had survived the storm, survived the ravaging of the sea.
It was time to do more than just surviving. 
Unnr wanted to be known, she wanted to live. 
From deck scrubber to apprentice to pirate to more. Grasping hands, greedy hands, they never stopped reaching; she never stopped moving. Magic coiled in her bones, water and lighting singing in her veins. Magic —  like the sword she pilfered, like the pistols she won  —  was just another weapon in her arsenal, just another blade to polish and practice until it struck true. Stubbornness and determination built, combined and manifested. 
A storm taken shape, a natural disaster in the form of a woman. 
It took years, it took blood, it took tears. 
She was christened once more upon the waves of a ravaging storm, the bloodthirsty former captain not bloodthirsty enough to stop her from seizing his ship. She was christened once more in the middle of a raging storm, the name Unnr discarded as a childhood fancy, as an obstacle to overcome. 
Valdís Wavebreaker was born fully grown, bloodied and grinning as her crew cheered.  
Valdís Wavebreaker was born a pirate, a swashbuckler, a thrill-seeker.
A survivor and conqueror alike, she did not stop at one ship. 
She built an armada. 
Rán’s Armada.
personality
+ cunning, observant, charismatic – hedonistic, short-tempered, gullible
played by ori. est. she/her.
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