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fantasy-pens · 4 years

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United by Love, Rain and Forgotten Umbrellas

Her eyes as blue as the merciful drops from the heaven. His eyes as green as the happy grass enjoying the heavenly showers. A tale of how forgotten umbrellas in the rain bring together the four lovable sides of the Love Square.

Chapter 2: Chocolate with Chat (MariChat)

Summary: Thunderstorms mean hot chocolate! Hot chocolate best served with whipped cream, marshmallows and....MARICHAT!!

(Kudos to Steyna Art for the bful drawing i found on the net <3 A link to the instagram post thanks to @khanofallorcs https://www.instagram.com/p/BqVH3TvhgoE/)

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“And there, all done!” the blond boy exclaimed, stretching himself as he got up from his chair.

“Phew! I thought that homework of yours would never end and I would have to stay up all night with you, kid!” complained the tiny, floating cat-god of destruction.

“Plagg, is that another way to say that you would have been cheesily romancing your sweet-smelling Camembert all night while I would have been smashing my head on the desk, pleading for you to stop?”

“Hey! I never complain when you are all flirty with Ladybug or Pigtails!”

“I do not flirt with Marinette! She is just a friend, Plagg,” Adrien defended.

“Oh really? Then why have your cheeks suddenly decided to compete with Ladybug's superhero suit in colour, huh loverboy?”

“Embarrassment! ” squeaked the part-time superhero, as he slapped his hands onto his cheeks and fervently tried to ignore the cheshire grin his cheese-loving friend was directing at him.

Nope. Nope . Nope.

Marinette was just a friend . Ladybug was the real love of his life.

Ugh! He needed fresh air! Now!

Maybe Plagg read his thoughts, for he suddenly spoke up, “Nuh uh, kid. If you are thinking of going out for a run, not now. It is gonna rain soon.”

The kwami, sadly, was right. Dark clouds were looming in the sky.

But what better chance to escape would he get than now, especially with Father and Nathalie out on a business meeting?

It would be a quick, short run. Nothing less, nothing more.

The boy looked with his best kitten eyes at the floating furball, but he didn’t relent. And Adrien really couldn’t afford to buy the floating stomach any more Camembert. Not that he had run out of money, but bank transactions made for wheels of smelly cheese? Suspicious. (And no one certainly wants Gabriel Agreste’s secret agents skimming through their money matters. Nuh uh.)

So, there was only one way left to get Plagg to agree.

“So Plagg, are you afraid of getting drenched in the rain, huh?”

“Nope. What makes you think that, kid?” the kwami asked dismissively.

Internally the kwami thought, “ What is this not-so-smart chosen of mine trying to do? ”

“Well, I see no other reason as to why you would not agree to us going for a run. The rain hasn’t even started yet! You are a cute little kitten at heart after all, right, Plagg?” As he said so, Adrien reached out and scratched the kwami lightly behind his ears.

Oh heavenly Camembert! The petting felt so good!

The kwami purred instinctively. “Aww, Plagg,” the blond said in a sugary-sweet cookie voice ( bleh! cookies! ), “who is a good kitty, hm?”

“I. Am. NOT. A. Kitten!”

“Oh really? Prove it, then!

Challenges were one of Plagg’s main weaknesses. (After Camembert, of course.)

“Kid, I am NOT scared of rain!” With a grumble, the kwami added, “You know the magic words.”

“That’s the spirit! Plagg, Claws Out! ”

One cool transformation sequence and scratch-dance later, Chat Noir stood where the model had been a few moments ago. Flexing and stretching himself like a feline, the superhero grabbed the baton clipped behind his back, and jumped onto and out of the open windowsill into the awaiting city.

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Jumping over rooftops with the cool wind blowing on his face sure was exhilarating.

The black-leather-clad boy was enjoying his sprint when suddenly something wet hit his head.

Wait, wet?

Looking up, Chat Noir caught just a glimpse of the heavy, dark clouds before SPLAT! Another drop fell on his forehead.

Damn, it hadn’t even been half an hour and he needed to get home soon. It wouldn’t do him good to fall sick, especially when he technically had not been out in the rain.

Breaking into another sprint, Chat Noir prepared himself to scale the alley in front of him when he felt the roof under him move. Or rather, his foot was moving back faster than normal.

With a yelp, the cat lost his footing and slid down the slanted roof into the alley below.

Oh god no! He surely wasn’t in the mood to be soaked-cat-pancake today!!

Grabbing his baton, Chat pressed the pawprint on it just in time for the device to lengthen up and get lodged in between two open windows (truly the luck of a ladybug), leaving him hanging from it, badly shaken but safe and sound.

As he tried to get his bearings back, he heard someone entering the dark alley.

“It surely is raining Chats and dogs today,” a familiar voice called out from below.

“Purrincess!” Chat exclaimed, shrinking his baton back to normal and landing softly (and with normalcy) on the ground.”To what does this knight owe the purr-leasure?”

“Well, I was passing by, and saw you experimenting whether Newton was correct with his claims about gravity,” Marinette said, bursting into laughter. “Sorry chaton , I just couldn’t help myself. Especially after that nerve-wracking study session I had with Alya.” The girl held her forehead in a dramatic manner. “Oh goodness! Woe is me!”

The superhero-in-black couldn’t help but chuckle. “Well, well, little lady. Have you secretly been taking drama lessons from my kwami in exchange for cheese danishes?” Chat added with a wink.

Earlier, Marinette would have had to act all stupidly confused about what a kwami was. But now that Chat knew that she was Multimouse, things were a lot easier between the two.

Ever since Chat had first appeared on her balcony an year ago, the two of them had struck a chord. Somewhere, maybe in the banters, puns or the heartfelt emotions shared under the starry sky, the two of them had grown close, becoming the best of friends.

“Who knows? Maybe I am?” she said nonchalantly with a shrug, a hint of smirk visible on her face.

Striking up a mock thinking pose, Chat commented, “Well, well, mice love cheese. You two would have surely bon- ACHOO!”

The sneeze seemed to bring Marinette back to awareness that the teenage superhero was soaked head-to-toe in the rain.

“Damn, Kitty, which wise sage gave you the advice to go patrolling on a day like this? Come’ere,” saying so, the girl pulled him in with herself under her umbrella. “Good thing I left Alya's place after the rain started and she gave me this umbrella, or else I myself would have been drenched by now. Forgetful me. But anyways, you," she said, shoving a finger in his chest and eliciting an “oof! ” from him, “are coming with me and getting all warmed up before you catch a cold. I won’t accept a no,” she added, making the cat hero close his mouth that he had opened in hopes of protest. Instead, he smirked and bent down in an elaborate bow.

“Your wish is my command, ma princesse .”

His comment was rewarded by an eye-roll and slight chuckle.

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Marinette ushered the young superhero in through the backdoor, away from the prying eyes of any customers, and especially her parents.

However, it seemed as though Chat’s bad luck had finally caught up with them (or more specifically, her ) as she opened the door to the house only to find her dad standing there, in a position that clearly showed that he had been about to open the door just a moment ago.

“Mon petit cupcake , welcome back! How were your lessons with Al...” her dad’s voice trailed off as he noticed the cat-themed boy behind her.

Meanwhile, Chat was a bit….nervous? Queasy? Or was terrified a more appropriate word? After all, having seen and been beaten up by Weredad had NOT been a pleasant experience. And who knows what thoughts were right now running through Mr. Dupain’s mind on seeing his daughter (whose heart Chat had once broken) with him? It was extremely natural for him to feel self-conscious all of a sudden. But now that he had been noticed, well.

“Hi, Mr. Dupain,” the boy weakly offered, plastering a shaky, nervous smile on his face.

The huge man kept looking at him blankly. Chat started mentally pep-talking to himself to deal with this awkw- WOAH! All the air left the boy’s lungs as he was suddenly scooped up in a teddy-bear hug.

“My goodness, Chat Noir! Superheroing has sure made you go thin, my boy! And please, just call me Tom,” the baker said laughing.

“Su-sure….thi-thing, Mr. Dup-I mean...To-Tom,” the hero wheezed.

“Papa! Chat Noir will be able to call you Tom only when you give him some air to breathe!!” Marinette interjected, worried that the black cat might pass out soon from the lack of air.

“Ah! Sorry young man,” Tom put the boy down, clapping his shoulders. “I must say, you are all drenched! I don’t know if that suit is designed to keep you from getting soaked, so get warmed up and stay here till the rain stops, okay?” He turned to Marinette, “Sweetheart, make sure to keep our guest cosy. We wouldn’t want our superheroes to fall sick, after all! In case you children need anything, Sabine and I will be downstairs. Have fun!” With a booming laugh, the guardian of the house took his leave.

“Well, that hug certainly warmed me up,” Chat said, breaking the silence. “I am glad he is not mad at me anymore. For the...uh, you know..”

The ravenette smiled and placed a comforting hand on his shoulders. “It wasn’t your fault, Kitty. What I had was a fleeting celebrity crush. And what really makes me glad is that you truly adore Ladybug. Now,” grasping the blonde hero’s shoulders, Marinette turned him around, pushing him up the stairs, “go up and dry yourself up. You will find the towel on the chaise, if I remember correctly. I will make us some hot chocolate.”

“Okay, okay, princesse , I am going up!”

Saying so, the hero went away and Marinette busied herself in the kitchen. She had just put milk in a saucepan when...

“Wow! I must say, your room sure has some interesting decorations, purrincess!”

Interesting decorations? Wait, she had taken off the Adrien pictures from her walls and..

GOD!! Did she leave her computer on??!! Oh, hell no!!!

Dashing up the stairs, Marinette threw the trapdoor open, not caring about the banging sound it made. She COULD NOT let the sauve cat see the heart doodle background of Adrien on her computer!! Oh goodness, she would never hea-

Her computer was turned off.

Laughter attracted her attention, making her turn her head to see the teenage hero on the ground, laughing and struggling for air.

“Oh. My. Kwami. Tha-that rea-reaction...wow princess! HAHAHAHAHAHA! You just made my day!” He broke into another fit of giggles.

“Not. Funny. Dry yourself up, chaton ,” the girl deadpanned, giving him her best you-do-not-amuse-me look.

“Aww come on princess,” Chat said, putting up a mock pout as he literally crawled towards her, “don’t be a wet blanket, paw-lease?”

“Wet blanket? What on earth are you- CHAT, NO! ” the girl screeched as all of a sudden, the hero shook his head, spraying water droplets on her.

Stopping the activity, the hero looked up at her flirtatiously through the wet hair that had fallen in front of his eyes, water still dripping from them. “Chat, yes, Purr-incess,” he said, winking at her as he flicked her nose.

Damn. He looked so flirtatiously ho-

NO! Bad Marinette! Your heart is reserved only for Adrien.

Well, best to break the kitty’s smoulder.

“No cookies for you,” saying so, the girl smugly walked down the stairs, ignoring the mock wail of despair that followed her.

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So will our kitty get the cookies? Or is Marinette going to punish him for his tomfoolery? With Marichat, fluff and fun are bound to happen! And so are the heart-to-heart talks. To know what happens next, continue reading the chapter on the links below!

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#miraculous fanfic #marichat #fluff #friendship #hurt #comfort #heart to heart talks #adrien needs a good parent #humor #cuteness #chat being an idiot #puns #miraculous love square

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theguardiansseries · 6 years

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From the Beginning Excerpt 1

Excerpt One: Set before Chapter One of From the Beginning

Rating: G+

Warnings: Guns and shots being fired

Summary/Inspired By: A comment left by @midori37 in her tags on one of the From the Beginning chapters. She said she would love to see a peek of what happened when Randy went to pick up Andrew from Walker’s jail, and, well. I couldn’t resist.

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Be sure to read From the Beginning, too, if you haven’t already!

“Seriously? He’s keeping the Ghostwriter in here? Walker knows what happened last time we dealt with that crazy brother of his, doesn’t he?”

“Apparently Walker wants to make an example out of him. Something about how even powerful ghosts can be brought down by justice. He’s in solitary right now after making that mess the other day.”

“You call that making a mess? From what I hear near all of Cellblock E was destroyed by him before he guards managed to subdue him-”

“Oh?” Honestly, Walker’s guards were certainly lacking if they hadn’t even noticed him there. It had been at least five minutes, after all. “And just how did these guards manage to subdue my sweet little brother?”

“Alright, ghost, hands up where we can see them!” While one of the dear little idiots pointed that ridiculous baton at him, the other looked at him with fear. How nice to see his name had travelled in this world, too. “Surrender now or-”

Randy shot him before he even finished, amused at how the ghost fell without having even bothered to throw up a shield. He’d be fine in the next few days if he had decent enough healing, so Randy didn’t bother to waste much time before he was gathering his energy around him and appearing in front of the guard left standing.

“I believe I asked you a question.” The guard stared at him for ten full seconds after stumbling back before dropping his weapon and flying down the hall as quick as he could, screaming for reinforcements at the top of his lungs. “You guys are getting rather dramatic, aren’t you?”

The ghost didn’t even get around the corner before Randy shot him down, holstering his gun and heading in the other direction once he did so. Already he could feel Andrew’s energy, unstable as it was. No doubt that was from where his keyboard had been smashed. Really, Randy had told him that he needed to stop relying on that thing so much.

“Mercenary.” Hm? Oh, well, if it wasn’t the man of the hour himself. Oh, dear, Walker looked upset. Randy should fix that.

“Did one of the guards wake up already? I thought it would at least take a few days with how weak they all are to my shots.” Ah, much better. An enraged Walker was always so much fun to play with.

“You know the rules.” Walker and his rules… It was like he never heard of the word fun. “Breaking into my prison is automatic grounds for imprisonment yourself-”

Quick as a flash and Randy was in front of Walker, grinning when the man didn’t even take a step back. He always had been fun. “You know the Observants would never let you keep me.”

“Your usefulness will run out eventually, punk.” Walker’s words were near growled out, Randy flashing a snarl right back at him. He never had liked Walker and the insanity that clung to the man. It was too… slick. Oily. Dark. Disgusting. It felt too much like tar. It was too familiar a feeling for Randy to ever feel comfortable around the ghost.

“Where’s my brother, Walker.” Randy searched for Andrew’s energy again, cocking his head to the side and oh, yes, that was right. Solitary.

“What makes you think we have him?” Cute. Randy would have believed that if he was eight. Well, maybe nine if it was a bad day.

“Oh, please, don’t insult us both by bothering to lie.” Andrew’s energy was unstable, but Randy knew it as well as his own by now. “We’ll be leaving soon, so keep the doors open for us, yes?”

“You’ll get yours one day, Riter.” Yes, yes, all these threats and they were always the same. Tossing back a smirk, Randy shifted his focus and being and pictured the path that led straight to where Andrew was.

A quick second and his body settled, and he saw a familiar figure curled up in a seat and looking bitter and frustrated with a dark scowl to match. Overall, Andrew seemed perfectly alright.

“Roses are red, violets are blue, orange you glad to see me?” The look on his little brother’s face had Randy giving a sharp grin. “Oh, yes, I’ve heard all about your little Christmas vacation.”

“Walker! I thought I was to be put in solitude!” Even as Andrew complained, as per usual, he was already up off his seat and as close to the bars as he could get. “Solitude means no visitors!”

“Come on, Andy, it’s still practically Christmas. Aren’t you glad to see your big brother?” The looks just kept getting better. Laughing to himself a bit, Randy gathered up some of his energy and threw it around Andrew before giving it a sharp pull back towards him, pleased when Andrew teleported to his side and through the ghost-proof bars.

“I hate when you do that,” Andrew grumbled, clutching a book close to his chest and looking a touch sick. “It’s the worst form of motion sickness.”

“Mm, but it gets the job done.” Flicking Andrew’s ear, Randy grinned at the sharp yelp. “That’s for getting yourself caught.”

“Oh, so you would have been fine with it all if I hadn’t been caught- Don’t answer, I already know what you’ll say. Where’s Walker and his lot?”

“We had a conversation about your sentencing. It seems he’s agreed to lift it early in light of the holidays.” At the single raised eyebrow, Randy rolled his eyes and cuffed Andrew by the collar of his jacket before pulling him along. “Come on, let’s get you back to Vidya before you combust from being away from your books for so long.”

Three, two, one- “Com- That is not funny, Randall!” Good, Andrew sounded properly dramatic and no longer had that lingering doubt and worry cloaked around him. “How did you even find out I was here?”

“Are you kidding? A ghost breaks the truce for the first time in years and it’s over attacking the new hero of Amity Park. You think I wouldn’t hear about that one?”

“He started it.” Glancing to the book Andrew was still holding and seeing the title, Randy shook his head and oh, this was bound to be an interesting story if nothing else.

“Really? Tell me about it.” That was all it took for Andrew’s eyes to light up. He always had been pleased when he had a story to tell.

As Andrew launched into the most hilarious and stupid fight he had ever been a part of, Randy tucked the information away to investigate later. Danny Phantom sounded interesting, if nothing else.

#danny phantm #randy riter #ghostwriter #ftb excerpt

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mymindstv · 6 years

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FakeAHCrew idea- meeting the Sauce Pt2

Continued thoughts, sorry this is so long

I've practically made this a story (I’m not a writer this is so dumb)

-Ever since Alfredo moved out to Los Santos to get work and possibly find a crew to cement the money flow, it’s been a wild ride just like the rest of life

-Most of the gangs were either too small or lacked the coordination for what he wanted to achieve, they couldn’t keep up with him, or they got upset some non-local dared to think he could run with them (in which he proved them wrong, but it was too late by then), and not to mention the lack of trust all around

-He couldn’t hate on solo mercenary work though, where his versatile skills and abilities shined, no worries of double crossing, and the richest of the rich throwing money everywhere for him to “clean up the city”, earning him the title “the Sauce”

-Lately though, a certain demanding kingpin had been hollering for heads to roll, claiming “You owe me big time, you skinny fuck”, and there came the double edge of solo-work

Pay back a favor you have no memory of, or since no one’s watching his back, be more paranoid than usual, unfamiliar with how Los Santos rich fucks run and not wanting to know how many fuckers could be chasing after him or worse?

Fuck it, he wants the guy off his back, so the Sauce will deliver, any request will be fulfilled

-Hit after hit, the kingpin frothing at the mouth for bodies piling higher and higher until he wanted heads of the Fakes, a big gang Alfredo was aware of, but not informed about, so he takes to the rooftops for his own research

-What Alfredo gathers is that they are practically psychopaths, destruction and confusion trailing their steps, lower sides of town practically in awe of them, the corrupt privileged and competing gangs shaking in their boots at the sight of them barreling in and he dug it

-They treat each other- or at least act, like a family, busting each others’ balls, but will throw themselves into the fray if it will keep the others alive (they watch each others’ backs and he’s got no one)

-What else is that he must need more sleep or something bc he’s been seeing ghosts run around Los Santos and he’s not gonna lie, it’s really been fucking with him each time he had to watch the fakes

He never found out if his brothers died or not when they disappeared and he never checked up to see if they were still alive either, but damn, two of the fakes were hitting him hard in the nostalgia with appearances and mannerisms

A dangerous big guy called Vagabond running around in a black skull mask, pulling antics like his older brother Ryan used to, acting creepy but goofy while upholding his murderous reputation, and from the shadows, often waiting for the opportunity to strike with a grin is someone else wearing his face..... oh fuck that might not just be nostalgia

-From then on, Alfredo more or less unofficially became a guardian angel for his brothers and eventually all of the reckless fakes, fleeing the scene before they notice, it’s hard to continue on a head hunting mission when the targets are people you still care about even if you’re not a part of their life anymore

But he finally slipped up, got too involved getting up close and personal with a rival gang, but he had to, they got Ryan and Michael cornered and backup wasn’t gonna make it time, so the Sauce delivered and he wiped the floor with them, but he also wiped away his perfect record of giving the client what they want bc his demanding as fuck oldass richbitch kingpin is probably pissed damn it that guy’s gonna come for him

So Alfredo plans to leave Los Santos like how he arrived, unaware of the familiar eyes looking after him

-Once Alfredo makes his hasty exit, Trevor books it after him and Ryan tries to follow after, but Michael stops him at least one of you dramatic assholes is explaining shit to me right now, whose best option is to just call the crew for another backup driver and fast

-A game of cat and mouse around the city ensues, but this time Trevor catches up to Alfredo, but just he’s getting cornered by the demanding client and his goons, an old contact that Trevor’s annoyed to see, talking out his ass with his nose sniffing for the heavens

-”I hired you to take out the fakes, not fucking cover them,” The goons inch in more and more, Alfredo’s not that concerned about them, he’s concerned on who’s the backup plan for the goons “Ya’ know Treyco, thought you’d learn be by now-”

Wait a fucking minute, not only is Alfredo pissed (this fucker didn’t fucking know who he was actually hiring!? He didn’t owe this guy shit god damn it!!), but so is Trevor and before the kingpin could finish his thought, his hired muscles were out across the concrete with knives in their backs, and Trevor reveals himself from the shadows, with a sharpened grin and burning eyes “Now, if you wanted to see me that bad old friend, you could’ve called~”

The poor fucker was seeing double, sputtering as he looked at these two look-a-likes, the real Trevor with his bladed teeth and melting eyes, and Alfredo with a tight frown burning a hole through his head since he removed his sunglasses

Safe to say, another glorious puppeteer of Los Santos forcibly met his violent end, screaming in agony the entire way in some shit alleyway

The second the kingpin left the world, Trevor nearly smashed Alfredo into a hug, leftover adrenaline and pushed back emotions overriding sense, while Alfredo froze in response

“At least in this reunion, no one’s stabbed each other yet, huh?” He brings up a past joke in a wobbly tone, but it was worth it to hear Alfredo snort and chuckle as he finally hugged him back

-By the time the fakes find them, having skewered the city looking for them, they’re eating at a McDonalds or something, joking around and planning hare-brained heists on napkins, ignoring the blood upon their clothes, and there the crew gets a personal introduction to Alfredo the Sauce, already mixing him up with Trevor but picking up their small differences

-Ryan feels conflicted from his mix-ups bc yes he hadn’t seen Trevor and Alfredo since they were kids and sibling angst stuff but he should know his brothers’ faces also thank fuck the best people of his past family are still alive

-Jeremy’s embarrassed at his mix-up because he definitely knew of all people from being on the Stream Team that Trevor can’t do sniping worth shit and he doesn‘t appear outside during the day unless there’s work to do in the shadows, he’s practically allergic to the sun (in which he loudly adds to the conversation, much to Trevor’s ire and his twin’s amusement)

-Alfredo’s happy to not be alone anymore, especially with the endless embarrassing stories about his brothers

#fahc alfredo #fahc headcannon #fahc #fake ah crew #what are words #meeting the sauce #gta au #fahc ryan #fahc trevor #I'm sorry this is even longer #fahc vagabond #vagabonds lil bros #ah #whydidiwritethis #myownwriting

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murroyilodel · 6 years

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The Art of the Hunchback of Notre Dame: Quasimodo (link) | Esmeralda (link) | Frollo (link) | Phoebus (link) | Clopin (link)

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The character and his journey from oppression to freedom aroused empathy in many key contributors to the project. Marshall Toomey, the cleanup key for the character and an African-American, asserts, “I’ve lived Quasimodo’s life. I was one of the first people to get bussed in the early 1960s. I got called all kinds of names. I felt so inferior and so ugly. I know what’s in Quasimodo’s heart because of what I’ve been through in my life.” Writer Noni White asserts, “Someone once said that anti-Semitism is a light sleeper. All bigotry is a light sleeper. Because Quasimodo and the [Romani] are outcasts, the story touches a universal theme: Why can’t we see each other as human beings and not judge one another based on looks, beliefs, or race?”

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Taking that step forward required the filmmakers to extract the essence of some of literature’s more memorable and sharply etched characters Hugo evokes Quasimodo, for instance, as “a giant broken in pieces and badly reassembled,” with “a huge head sprouting red hair; between the two shoulders an enormous hump, the repercussions of which were evident at the front; a system of thighs and legs so strangely warped that they met only at the knees and looked, from the front, like two scythe-blades joined at the handle; broad feet and monstrous hands.” Still, beneath the surface, “There was a radiance about that somber and unhappy face.”

In the novel Quasimodo may be viewed as a symbol of the unacknowledged evil of his guardian, Claude Frollo, as well as a scapegoat for the fears and superstitions of the medieval populace. Yet the Disney filmmakers saw that behind these misconceptions lay another Quasimodo entirely. Observes concept artist Jean Gillmore, “Quasimodo was limited not so much by his own physical restrictions as by people’s opinions of him. People of that time feared anything out of the ordinary, and Quasimodo embodied those fears, fuelled by the superstitions and dogma of the church. To them something that hideous on the outside must also be hideous inside.”

Rather than dwell solely on the physical qualities of the character, whom Hugo variously describes as “a living chimera,” and “hunchbacked, one-eyed, and lame,” and with a “dome for a back and twisted columns for legs,” the Disney moviemakers chose to dramatize Quasimodo’s internal struggle with the shame, insecurities, and self-loathing Frollo has created in him. Don Hahn, who previously produced Beauty and the Beast and The Lion King before being asked to produce The Hunchback of Notre Dame, views Quasimodo as “an abused child who has to struggle far less with his physical challenges than with the huge oppression of being told by his father figure, Frollo, that he is a monster, a freak unfit to venture out into the world.” Kirk Wise terms the relationship of Quasimodo and Frollo “classically dysfunctional. Frollo constantly reminds Quasimodo of how ugly, how worthless, he is and whenever the poor kid gets his hopes up, Frollo smashes them down. It’s almost like some insidious form of brainwashing that keeps Quasimodo in a trance.”

The moviemakers determined that their Quasimodo should hew close to the age Hugo ascribes to him, about twenty, rather than the fortyish man he appears to be in previous film versions. The choice lends him an innocent appeal. Hugo’s conception that Quasimodo was “vicious in fact because he was anti-social; he was anti-social because he was ugly” evolved in the filmmakers’ minds to a more modern conceit. Gary Trousdale maintains that it was crucial for Quasimodo to not be “malevolent, bitter, and vicious, but a put-upon guy who, beneath his surface appearance and his being emotionally stunted, has a loving heart of gold.” “It’s not so much how much he looks, it’s a really his inner soul trying to break free,” concurs Kirk Wise.

No Disney animated character, from Mickey Mouse to Captain John Smith or from Snow White to Pocahontas, has sprung easily into existence. Few could have presented more challenges than Quasimodo, whose transcendent spirit can be glimpsed only be those willing to see beyond his unconventional outward appearance. Key decisions were required as to how he would look and move, and how great his physical challenges should be. It had been suggested, for instance, that half his face might be deformed, but hidden under a cascade of beautiful hair. The filmmakers vetoed that notion because, as writer Bob Tzudiker put it, “This is a story of someone who must overcome his perception of his own deformity. If we hid his deformity, we’d be avoiding telling the story.” Many of the Studio’s most gifted artists – among them Joe Grant, Burny Mattinson, Ed Gombert, Jean Gillmore, Thom Enriquez, Rick Maki, Geefwee Boedoe, Kevin Harkey, James Baxter, and Rowland Wilson – created prototypical inspirational approaches to the character that ranged from nightmare creatures to singular-looking boys. In the end, a blend of the designs of illustrator Peter DeSeve, whose surrealistic style is perhaps known best from his New Yorker work, and animator James Baxter, best known for his work on Beauty and the Beast and The Lion King, were chosen to balance Hugo’s Quasimodo with Disney’s. From the first moment Quasimodo appears on screen, lovingly urging a hesitant, frightened young pigeon to at last fly free of Notre Dame, the character, as animated by Baxter, appears sympathetic, psychologically battered, winsome, a full-hearted and appealing underdog. “James Baxter’s animation of Quasimodo is so moving, that it’s easy to forget that the performance as created with a pencil and paper,” producer Don Hahn says. “The energy from his animation is something audiences can feel when they look at the screen.”

Baxter designed Quasimodo with a stress on horizontal shapes rather than vertical ones. Says Baxter, “His shape contrasts deliberately with the other major characters, especially Frollo, who is very tall and Gothic. Frollo seems to fit in with the Gothic architecture while Quasi doesn’t.” Despite Quasimodo’s physical appearance, he had to be designed to be very adept and active. “He’s deformed but not disabled,” says Baxter. “His being bent over was a metaphor for his wanting to hide. We wanted him wrapped in on himself, able to bend over and cower in his most oppressed moments.”

The artists of the layout, background and effects departments worked to create an environment for Quasimodo which reflected his character and his moods. Psychologically, the cathedral is, in Baxter’s words, “Quasi’s comfort zone. When he’s on his own or with the gargoyles he’s at ease; it’s very different from when he’s in the square.” Says head of layout Ed Ghertner, “There are places in the belltower where Quasimodo has all these found and manufactured objects and they really tell you a lot about who he is, what his preoccupations are.” As the movie progresses the color and environment change subtly to suggest changes in Quasi’s mood. “Though his environment starts out cold, it becomes warmer when he shows his space to Esmeralda and magical and ethereal when he dreams of heaven’s light,” says head of backgrounds Lisa Keene.

It is through his relationship with another element of the cathedral, the gargoyles Hugo, Victor, and Laverne, that the directors chose to reveal an important aspect of Quasimodo’s character. Voiced by Jason Alexander, Charles Kimbrough, and Mary Wickes, respectively (Jane Withers took on the role of Laverne after Mary Wickes passed away in October 1995), “the gargoyles help us see the warm and funny side of Quasi that shuts down when Frollo’s around,” says Gary Trousdale. “Not only does this add humour and lightness to the film, it shows an aspect of his character you wouldn’t otherwise see, an aspect that he isn’t allowed to express to others.”

To voice and sing the character, Tom Hulce, an Oscar nominee for his role as Mozart in Amadeus, was, according to coproducer Roy Cohn, “the guy as soon as we heard him sing because he has this wonderful, innocent quality to his voice, yet it still has the kind of power and depth you’d expect from Quasimodo.” Hulce got put to the test on “Out There,” the song written for Quasimodo by composer Alan Menken and lyricist Stephen Schwartz in which the character’s feelings well up, compelling him to express his longing for one sing day amid the throngs he watches from the distant heights of the belltower:

All my life I wonder how it feels to pass a day, Not above them, But part of them…

For Gary Trousdale, the song “defines Quasimodo as a yearning, child-like guy watching life pass him by from the belltower, as frustrated as anyone might be if the Tournament of Roses Parade or Macy’s Thanksgiving Day Parade passed by your window, but you could never go.” Victor Hugo probably never imagined his malformed, melancholy creation breaking forth into song. Yet, Baxter’s animation, Menken’s melody, and Schwartz’s lyrics speak powerfully of the character’s lonely isolation, oppression, and feeling of being an outsider.

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Thor Ragnarok Review

There’s no doubt about it, Thor: Ragnarok is the best Thor movie to date. No contest. There was just always something lacking about the previous two films, as much as I enjoyed them, but this is not the case for the third instalment.

Moreover, Ragnarok is comedic genius, but that is no surprise, given the direction of Taika Waititi, who directed and also wrote Hunt for the Wilderpeople and What We Do in the Shadows, both well received comedies.

On top of that, the script and plot is simply miles ahead of its predecessors, and I enjoyed the film from start to finish. The energy of the cinema was vibrant, full of fans desperate to see the first screening available, and we laughed almost the whole way through. The score was also very fitting and simply lifted every scene to greater heights.

Furthermore, not only was Ragnarok the best Thor film, I also believe it is one of the best Marvel movies so far. If the Thor films can dramatically increase for the better in such a short amount of time, I can’t wait to see what happens next.

Without further ado, I’m going to linger on some of my favourite aspects of the film, wherein spoilers abound.

MAJOR SPOILERS AHEAD. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK.

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There is so much to love about Thor: Ragnarok. To be honest, I don’t even know where to start, because I just want to rave about practically all of it. I must admit, although I had seen some great reviews from the critics, I was a little hesitant in my expectations simply because the previous films weren’t particularly impressive, although I did enjoy them.

At the same time, I had high hopes because of director Taika Waititi, who is a comedic genius, and I was looking forward to his take on Thor. All I can say is, I was incredibly impressed and my expectations were vastly exceeded. If I were to speak on behalf of the entire cinema I was in, I’d say that they all enjoyed it just as much. We all laughed together at some great lines and scenes, and this occurred throughout the entire film, without the awkwardness of trying too hard. If you thought that Guardians of the Galaxy 2 was pretty funny, Ragnarok was even better. Much better.

There are so many great, funny scenes, that I couldn’t possibly mention them all. Of course, one of the most obvious ones is the fight scene between Thor and Hulk, with Thor excited that he’s fighting his friend, but also Loki’s horrified reaction. In fact, Thor and the Hulk together have a multitude of hilarious scenes. I absolutely loved their little fights in the room together, even as it became a much more serious note with Thor attempting to console Hulk. I loved the parallel between this scene and the one when he is Banner again, Thor trying to make them happy by stating his preference for one over the other. Another well used joke is Thor’s attempts to get Hulk to become Banner again by using Nat’s method. This is used many times throughout the movie, and never failed to make the audience laugh every single time. The whole lot of scenes between Doctor Strange and Thor towards the beginning with the jokes at Thor’s expense, were also extremely amusing. As much as I care little for Dr Strange personally, I loved that absolute shock on Thor’s face every time that Dr Strange used his magic.

Another scene that jumps out is Loki’s attempt to distance himself from Thor once on Sakaar, reminding us of Thor’s distancing himself from Loki in the Avengers by saying that he was adopted. Another Avengers reference-in which Loki jumps up excitedly as Hulk ‘smashes’ Thor in the gladiatorial fight, treating him like a rag doll, just as Loki was fought towards the end of Avengers. The audience could not get over the running gag of Thor assuming that Loki wasn’t really there, and throwing something at him to prove it. However, perhaps the best joke was towards the beginning of the movie, when Thor first returns to Asgard, only to see a play re-enacting Loki’s ‘death’ from the previous movie. Loki of course has been using his time pretending to be Odin to glorify his own memory. If that wasn’t funny enough, Matt Damon plays Loki, whilst Chris Hemsworth’s own brother, Luke, plays Thor, and Sam Neill is Odin! Not only is this a spectacular piece of comedy and parody, it enables Thor to fully realise the identity of ‘Odin’.

But Thor: Ragnarok is not just a funny film. It has so much emotional depth as well. Even more significantly, this depth is not simply explored through Thor, but many of the other main characters as well. Whilst I did not immediately come to like Valkyrie (after all, she was essentially providing slaves for the Grandmaster on Sakaar), I came to really love her and understand how she got to this point. The last time that she faced Hela, all of the other valkyries were destroyed, and she must relive this when Loki gets inside her head. It’s no surprise that she ends up spending her time on Sakaar, getting drunk and trying to forget. But even though she refuses to help Thor at first, and then reluctantly leaves for Asgard with Thor and Banner, she pushes through all of her pain to do the right thing. To be a hero again. Even when it seems impossible, she takes everything in her stride and is invaluable as a member of the team. Valkyrie was a great addition to the Thor films, and I’m really looking forward to seeing her again and getting to know more of her backstory.

It’s also made clear that Hulk/Banner has spent the 2 years since Ultron on Sakaar, and when he finally becomes Banner again, it’s obvious that he has spent this whole time as Hulk. No wonder Thor was unable to get him to snap out of it during the fight, or even afterwards. Being stuck as Hulk for so long made it extremely difficult for him to transition back, even though he had a handle on it for so long. Banner spends much of the rest of the movie convinced that anything could trigger a transition back to Hulk, and that the likelihood is he would be Hulk forever. After 2 years as Hulk, it’s easy to see why all of his senses are overloaded on Sakaar when he changes back to Banner, and it’s almost heartbreaking to see his struggle. However, when all hope seems lost at the appearance of the Fenris wolf, Banner barely hesitates to become the Hulk once more, even though he may never be able to change back. It truly demonstrates how much of a hero he is, that he would sacrifice his real self for the Asgardian people, people he doesn’t even know. This is Banner’s most heroic moment to date.

The first Thor film spent much of its time on constructing and deconstructing Thor’s identity of himself. In his struggles, he learns to become the man that Odin had always hoped he would be, someone worthy of ruling. It is a worthy character study, although lacking in some other areas. Thor: Ragnarok devotes several scenes to Thor’s identity crisis, particularly his faith in himself and his powers. Whilst he must learn to become a good leader and a compassionate man in the first film, in the third he struggles a little to believe in himself and his abilities. When Hela utterly destroys Mjolnir towards the beginning of the film, Thor cannot help but feel overwhelmed and out of his depth. Even as he fights the Hulk he struggles with his powers, until the end, wherein he finds the strength inside himself to fight with everything he has. This is a Thor we have not seen before, absolutely radiating with power, a true god of thunder. When he later fights Hela one on one, it is not until he is reminded of his true power that he is truly able to match her. Mjolnir, Odin states, was only meant to help him control his powers, and now we are starting to see just how powerful Thor really is, just as he is realising it himself.

Perhaps my favourite character development is Loki’s. We spend much of the film unsure as to his real alliance. He has exiled Odin in order to be on the throne, he refuses to help Thor escape from the Grandmaster on Sakaar at first and instead watches as Thor is forced to fight. Given his history, it is difficult to determine to which side Loki will swing, and for a moment it appears that he is truly on Thor’s side during their escape, only to attempt to betray Thor at the last moment for money. Whilst this may initially be surprising, the surprise only lasts a few brief seconds. After all, this is Loki’s modus operandi. Luckily, Thor has spent enough time being duped and betrayed by Loki that he has come prepared. I was worried that this would be our last glimpse of Loki (as he is a favourite of mine), but what follows is hopefully finally the beginnings of some great character development for Loki. He in fact frees the slaves and returns to Asgard with them, to help the resistance against Hela. Thor is understandably surprised by his appearance, and they fight side by side against Hela and her army of undead Asgardian warriors. Thor even entrusts Loki with the most crucial part of his plan. It’s clear in this movie that Thor has come to accept the trickster side of Loki, for all of his faults, though he cannot completely trust him. The elevator scene is particularly beautiful, as the brothers reminisce about their past, and yet it is also a little tragic to witness how far apart they now are, their paths diverging. My favourite scene between them would have to be the first post credits scene, which truly appears to emphasise Loki’s desire to change. Of course, he’s not going to give up his trickster nature, but I truly believe we are seeing the beginnings of Loki choosing to be on the good side, on Thor’s side, for the first time. I’m sad that we didn’t get to witness a hug, but so happy to see that Loki chooses to remain with Thor, to found a new Asgard with him on Earth.

One aspect of a majority of Marvel movies that I’ve always complained about is the lack of good, interesting, three dimensional villains. There are exceptions of course, I think Iron Man works well with the combination of terrorists and Tony’s mentor, the appearance of Hydra in CATWS definitely made the movie, the Vulture in the recent Spiderman, and of course Loki in both Thor and the Avengers. Unfortunately, good villains are hard to find, provided with very little motivation and emotional resonance, simply acting as something for our heroes to fight. Whilst I would have liked to see a little more development of Hela, I loved that she had such a personal connection to our protagonists and that we were provided insight into her backstory and motivations. Not only is Hela connected to Thor as his older sister, she is also the very being that Valkyrie fought against, resulting in the deaths of all of her sister warriors. And Hela is not just motivated by the throne, believing herself the rightful heir as the eldest child, she is also motivated by her own father’s actions long ago. For Hela not only surprises Thor and Loki with her connection to them, but also the fact that she essentially fought as their father’s second when he destroyed other kingdoms and realms to be dominant. Asgard was built on so much bloodshed that Odin initiated, with Hela as his prize weapon, it’s no wonder she was upset when he eliminated all trace of her because her ambitions went even further than his. At this point, I think it’s important we acknowledge Odin’s terrible parenting skills. The fact that Hela is connected to the other characters makes this fight much more personal, and much more interesting because of it.

One of my favourite aspects of this movie is that it is not a cop out. It is titled Ragnarok, and Ragnarok does happen, they do not stop it as I believed they would, and I’m actually glad for it. Even though this film was called Ragnarok, it felt like a plot twist of sorts, as I hadn’t expected this to happen (though I’m not a comic books fan, so I suppose this storyline is probably from the comics and didn’t come as a surprise to others). It’s also oddly beautiful, as Thor realises that Asgard is a people, not a place. In sacrificing the place, the Asgardian people are saved, and Hela is defeated. The prophecy is fulfilled, but ultimately, as the people are safe, Asgard is not truly destroyed. The ship in the post credits scene is likely Thanos’, so I assume that they never make it to Earth to found a new Asgard. I loved that Heimdell was leading the resistance whilst Thor was on Sakaar, and I must admit that I felt sorry for Hela’s minion, played by Karl Urban, who simply wanted to survive. He did redeem himself at the end though when he sacrificed himself for the Asgardian people. I’m glad this happened, because the movie spent a lot of time demonstrating his distaste for Hela’s actions and ambitions.

There was a lot to love about this movie, although I will mention that it’s unfortunate that Natalie Portman will not reprise her role as Jane, whether that was her decision or the studio’s. Regardless, I wasn’t pleased that in a great cast of many characters with significant scenes, only two of these are female characters. Furthermore, one is the villain and the other is an eventual love interest. I think we can all agree that it would be great if Marvel diversifies in a number of areas.

I highly recommend Thor: Ragnarok. It’s brilliantly directed, written and acted on every level, so make sure you see it as soon as it comes out in your country! Australians and New Zealanders will appreciate the Aussie/Kiwi actors and references throughout the movie, so make sure you watch/listen out for them!

I honestly can’t wait for the Marvel films leading up to Infinity War, and I hope that the next instalment of Thor is just as epic as this one!

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SPOILER ALERT! Thor: Ragnarok review

Ok guys, this is a SPOILER! Stop reading NOW, if you don't want to spoil yourself. But I'll try not to spoil too much.

This is your last chance to quit now, because you'll find some spoilers in my personal review. . . SPOILER ALERT! Are you sure, you want to go on reading? . . . . . This is your last chance to leave this site and avoid SPOILERS! . . . . Let's start Today was the day, I waited so long for. At 11:30am German time the movie started (after 30 minutes of commercials and trailers...) It begins with Thor in chains in a cage, talking. The first funny moment is after - let me guess - one minute. Thor is in Surtur's cave (?). Ok, somewhere, where a fire demon can live. The following dialogue contains some really hilarious moments. Like the rest of the movie.

A couple of minutes later, Thor returns to Asgard where he meets Skurge instead of Heimdall. We find out what happened to Heimdall (no worries, he is still alive). Skurge wants to inform the palace that Thor had returned, but Thor just swings Mjolnir and flies away. In the palace, he finds himself in a crowd of Asgardian people, who are actually the audience of a theatre play. A play about - I don't want to say too much - Thor, Loki and Odin. Matt Damon plays Loki, Sam Neill Odin and Luke Hemsworth Thor. I'm not saying too much when I say that the whole scene is hilarious. And it doesn't take too long until Loki appears.

Ragnarok Loki is definitely the sexiest Loki of all times. Tom is in peak form. He portrays a very versatile Loki and - what I really appreciated - when they meet Odin (some minutes later after Thor meets Loki for the first time since years) the three have a personal moment. Odin has the word, his sons just listening. Sometimes Thor answers, but Loki remains quiet, but you can read from his face. I liked that detail that he was NOT talking. We all know that Loki has an answer to everything so I really appreciated this moment. (I forgot to mention Thor's and Loki's meeting with Dr. Strange just before they meet Odin. Dr. Strange is the key to get to Odin. Again, very funny, as always. The whole movie is fun)

A few minutes after they meet Odin (a surprise is revealed), Hela appears for the first time. Cate Blanchett is a wonderful Hela. She gives the character everything. She is funny, she is serious and she is the DEATH. You don't mess up with Hela, never. You can really see that Cate Blanchett enjoys herself as Hela. It gets a bit dramatic for Thor in this scene, he loses a very precious thing and in the end, he arrives on the planet called Sakaar while Hela uses the Bifrost to get to Asgaard. Obviously, she is not getting there for a holiday vacation ;)

Thor has some struggles on Sakaar because Valkyrie catches him and brings him to the Grandmaster, portrayed by Jeff Goldblum. The Grandmaster likes games, especially brutal games where his champion (Hulk) smashes every other contestant.

Jeff Goldblum is so "goldblumish", it's fantastic. I loved the character from the very first second. Same with Tessa Thompson. I never heard of her before Ragnarok (shame on me). She plays a very likable character, who had gone through a tough time. If I really should criticise something than it would be the fact that there is not enough time for Tessa to show the diversity of Valkyrie. Depending on the ending of the movie, I hope to see more of her in Infinity Wars ;)

On Sakaar, we also meet Loki again, who is there for weeks. At first, this makes no sense, because he and Thor are thrown into space at the same time. I don't remember exactly what he explains, but I guess Albert Einstein could answer the question. However, Loki got friends with the Grandmaster, of course only for his own advantage. When Loki and Thor meet again for the first time on Sakaar, Loki pretends not to know Thor. Well, for a minute or so. The main plot during all the Sakaar scenes is Thor's endeavour to leave the planet and return to Asgard (remember, Hela is there). The Grandmaster promises him freedom if he fights his champion. Oh wonder, this is Hulk. There are a lot of funny moments in the arena while they fight and in the end, none of them is dead, instead, we find them in Hulk's room. Blah blah here and there (as I said, I don't want spoil too much) and in the end, Thor, Banner! not Hulk and Valkyrie form a team to save Asgard. Loki joins at some point, we see some great scenes between Loki and Thor and then Thor, Valkyrie and Banner leave the planet through a wormhole. Loki is not there, but no worries, of course, we will see him again (oh poor Loki, let me comfort you, evil Thor, big brothers can be so mean sometimes^^) The final fight in Asgard brings them all together, even Surtur joins again. Seems as if the Balrog got a new role after Lord of the Rings.

There is so much more in the movie, which I won't tell you because the spoiler would totally ruin everything. We see new Loki magic and if you ask me, Loki developed his magic. There are some really great Thor/Loki moments. You can also tell that Loki is up to something. He is still the trickster, but not the same man like he was in the early Marvel movies. Nevertheless, it's obvious that he acts to his own advantage. There is a short scene in which Loki walks by the Tesseract. He looks at the Tesseract like "well, what can I do with it? Leave it here or take it and do some Loki trickster stuff with it?" We don't see what he is doing, but we all know Loki and after the leaked footage of the Infinity War trailer, I'm pretty sure Loki took the Tesseract. Loki, I really hope you are on the right side and not with Thanos!

And don't forget Korg! Korg is a Gladiator on Sakaar. He is made of stones and is played by Taika Waititi. Korg is a very lovable character and has an important role in the movie. If you watched "What we do in the shadows" by Taika Waititi, you will recognize a short reference to the movie. And not to forget Rachel House as Topaz. She had a major role in Taika Waititi's "Hunt for the Wilderpeople".

Oh, did I forget Skurge? He is portrayed by Karl Urban. He is an Asgardian warrior who has to decide on which side he is. I don't want to say too much about him. Before I watched the movie, I wasn't sure about this character at all. I still don't know if he is in the comics or not. However, Skurge fits into the movie perfectly and it was a joy to watch him.

The music and the setting of Thor: Ragnarok is really 80ties like. It's in video game style and totally different from any other Marvel movie. Even Guardians of the Galaxy is different. I'm glad that Taika was allowed to do this movie his way. In my opinion, Thor: Ragnarok is better than Age of Ultron or CW. Ok, CW was great, but too much of BOOM BOOM all the time. Same with AoU. To be honest, AoU was lame and Ultron and all the storyline around him, too (and too much of BOOM BOOM either). Thor is a refreshing movie, different, extraordinary, funny and brilliant. I don't have much to criticise.

3D What is all the fuzz about 3D? I really don't like 3D. It's annoying. There was only one scene which was really cool in 3D. The rest was like: "yeah, nice, predictable, not really cool" But as I said, I don't like 3D anyway, so don't give a fuck about what I say.

Cutting At some points, the cut between scenes seemed a bit hectic, enforced. I don't know how to describe it. Maybe it's just the fact that Taika doesn't waste time with unnecessary storytelling. He throws you directly into the action like: "Take this you mewling quim, this is all you need to know".

Ending: WHERE IS THE HUG???? Taika, why???? Why??????????

I'm not sure if I see Thor in theatres again because it's expensive, but I will definitely buy the Blu-Ray. And then I will watch Loki in slow motion, again and again. And worship his fine ass. Oh Lord, believe me, his ass, his legs, his smile, everything is just sexy. A sexy trickster, the worst combination ever.

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