Emma D'Arcy: This game they are locked in, it's largely a nonverbal one, and it's bitter and silent and stony. To name it is to begin to disarm the chasm, the trauma, the difficulty, the pain.
Olivia Cooke: We exist in a series of looks and chess pieces and hearsay and ravens. We don’t ever get to see the words in front of us.
More catholic taste than the devil
All gilded and golden yes I’m your girl
Hell if it glitters I’m going
And I ride in my red dress
And time stretches endless
With my gun in my hand
You know I always get my man
FLORENCE + THE MACHINE | HEAVEN IS HERE
this scene from the goes wrong show where they cast two different people as the head and hunky, semi-nude body of the same character during a live theatre production haunts my every waking moment