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#Dead poets
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“I did my time” Neil did his time (jail) during all the years spent under his father’s control. He did his time, he should be able to be happy and run away now, right?
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73647e · 20 hours
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Todd Anderson, an interesting case of the younger child. He's fits the common stereotype of seen as a baby by his parents and older brother, while also being the furthest from the favorite. Where most youngest sons Todd knew at school, Balincrest and middle + elementary school, were their parents' favorite, Todd was no where near the same level of standing in his own family.
He was surprised to see the constant fretting of mothers and the encouraging words and claps-on-the-shoulders from fathers at Balincrest. His own parents never extended the same kindnesses to him.
When he was small, he remembered hearing his mother asking his father, an endless well of concern apparent in her voice, if he thought that Todd was too sensitive. She asks him if he thinks that she coddled him too much for a little too long. He hid at the top of the stairs and listened to his father's resounding answer that he would grow out of it.
Clearly he hadn't. And though his mother never got over her reservations of baby-ing him, causing her to be colder than she was in his childhood, his parents still thought him emotionally immature. Time and time again, he could sense their need and want for him to just "grow up". He didn't understand what he could possibly do to satiate that want in them. He was grown.
Todd often wondered how his life would've been if he were not the last of his parent's children. What if he had a younger brother, a younger sister, which through their simple existence, pushed his current troubles and insecurities onto them. Of course, he didn't wish his hypothetical sibling to experience the same things as he did, that would be cruel. It was just a thought experiment. Would he be different? Would he have been better?
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puckspoetry · 1 day
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DPS: “Tortured Lovers”
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I saw someone the other day say that Todd and Knox are both tortured lovers and I found that super interesting. I don’t think it’s a reach at all, I think they both represent the spectrum of love and heartbreak with their own respective relationships.
I think Knox and Todd both start out quite similarly in that they are both in love with someone they can’t have. Knox was in love with Chris who had a boyfriend and no real interest in him. Todd was in love with Neil which was doomed to fail one way or another.
They were both tortured for the exact same reason, they couldn’t be with the person they loved but I think they also represent the different kinds of tortured lovers if that even makes sense. They both start the film enamoured and eventually form relationships (one cannon, one heavily implied) and they behave similarly. Todd and Knox are mutually tortured lovers, both resorting to pining and hoping. But their biggest split is during the play.
The play, obviously, changes the entire film. Knox gets the girl, whilst Todd still watches and ultimately, Neil kills himself. Both of their relationships end so differently but they’re still tied together by the title of “tortured lovers”. Todd has to live without Neil, but Knox has to be with Chris quietly.
I just want to take a moment to kind of highlight Knox secretly being with Chris because even though it’s only a short clip of them together, it reminds me vaguely of Neil and Todd - the prospect of hiding away behind a crowd with the person you love so you don’t face negativity.
In a way, Knox and Todd remain as tortured lovers throughout the entire film but with entirely different endings to their stories. I think that just goes to show how succinct the film is in capturing all angles of love under one umbrella.
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I posted this as a reblog with the original post but for some reason Tumblr crashed and deleted it so if the op sees this, hello thank you, this is dedicated to your post.
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archxangels · 1 day
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the love was there, between neil and todd. from the moment they met. even if todd didn’t realize the weight of it until neil passed.
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toddanderrperry · 4 hours
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ATTENTION DPS FANS: i’m rewriting the Dead Poets Society book right now! I just finished the first scene in the chapel with the four pillars and where Neil and Todd talk to Nolan with their parents. I’m taking script from the actual movie and book but improvising it. This will transcend the book, END HAPPILY (no neil death, no fired keating, no expelled charlie), and go on through their sophomore, junior, and senior years because I want this to be very long! It will be Neil/Todd-centric with ships of Knox/Chris, Knox/Charlie, and Meeks/Pitts. It will be on ao3 under when I publish it the first chapter. I just need Neil and Todd to meet first!
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silverliningspidey · 23 hours
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guys i ordered the dps book should i b scared
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cowboylexapro · 24 hours
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joytri · 10 months
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Neil said, "I was good. I was really good."
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poetic-gays · 3 months
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The Tortured Poets Department in question
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so i'm in the middle of a dead poets society breakdown/spiral/hyperfixation/etc, and something I really love about the movie is how nothing changes, if that makes sense. it's a story about a system, and it says, "this is the system. this is who it hurts. the end." there's no happy ending. there's no fix. the characters are left broken by the corruption around them, and by the time someone stands up for what's right, it's too late, the damage has been done, the people have been hurt, and nothing can undo it.
i think that's what i find so fascinating about it. in a lot of modern movies and tv shows, when confronting conformity and the systems that perpetuate it, they tear it down somehow. they make history, if that makes sense. dead poets society isn't history. nothing astronomical happened, truly—it's just a blip in time, a sequence of short events that really weren't important to anyone or anything. it won't be in any history books. no one will remember it fifty, sixty years down the line.
but it happened. and it mattered. and now that you know, now that you've been warned, it's time for you to make history:)
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olskuvallanpoe · 2 months
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one of the best parts of dead poets society is that the poets aren’t even the cool kids at WELTON imagine how unpopular they’d be at public school
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This is them btw
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tragediesnotspokenfor · 3 months
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PLEASE THESE PICTURES. I CAAANN'TT
WHY IS MEEKS WHY IS HE 🧍‍♂️🧍‍♂️
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professor-scribbls · 3 months
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No rizz, just big brown eyes and a love for poetry
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nostalgicacademia · 3 months
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Dead Poets Society (Peter Weir, 1983)
My articles on Dark Academia:
Dark Academia aesthetic
The imaginary of Dead Poets Society
The Secret History a key fandom
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enidonline · 9 months
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Even more since the last ones got so much love
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