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stairnaheireann · 2 years
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#OTD in 1961 – Enya (Eithne Ní Bhraonáin) is born in Gweedore, Co Donegal.
#OTD in 1961 – Enya (Eithne Ní Bhraonáin) is born in Gweedore, Co Donegal.
Enya began her musical career in 1980, when she briefly joined her family band Clannad before leaving to perform solo. Enya is a four-time Grammy Award-winning singer, an Academy Award-nominated songwriter, and Ireland’s best-selling solo artist (her record sales stand at 80 million as of 2009). As a musical group, Enya is a collaboration between three people: Enya herself, who composes and…
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solovelyanddry · 3 months
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I took the 10 options with the highest vote totals from the previous three polls. Position on the poll was determined randomly.
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LAMBIE I HAVE A NEW BRAIN FART FOR YOU, and it's pretentious A F...... and it's also so so so *so* out of left field that it works in my brain:
Clarice should have turned out to be Bedelia's kid.
For the purposes of this thing, I will prolly refer to Clarice as they/she, because I would very much like Hunter Schafer to play Clarice if they were to ever bring her into the narrative. But onto my theory, which is completely SUBMERGED in the one fact that they used du Maurier for Bedelia's last name.
They gave her the last name DU MAURIER. I AM SORRY, BUT DU MAURIER WROTE 'THE BIRDS', which was then turned into the Hitchcock film in which Hitch was creepy af towards Tippi, but ANYWAYS--the writers' room has already put forth this tiny seed here: Du Maurier, birds, Starling.
LIKE IM SORRY BRYAN FULLER BUT YOU HAVE MADE THIS TOO EASY FOR ME TO CREATE THIS FARFETCHED THEORY JUST BASED OFF OF GOTHIC LITERARY/FILM REFERENCES.
I have transplanted some of Bedelia to be based on Rebecca de Winter, cold and callous and cruel and probably fucked around and found out and also would have cruelly and coldly had a child to prove a point and then dispose of it (she and Mama!Graham should have tea some time).
Also Bedelia, stylistically and character wise, she's very much a Hitchcock blonde. She brings a lot of that aesthetic vibe and demeanour--ice cold, smart, deceiving. It's all just set up right there, like this Hitchcock vibe there okay bye.
(Also, can I say that I wish Daphne du Maurier would stop haunting my head on Hannigram vibes, because for some reason, Will going to the Lecter castle gave me such 'last night i dream of Manderley' vibes.)
10/10 totally think that Clarice's father is irrelevant and unknown and DEFINITELY NOT HANNIBAL, and that she would have come into the narrative as an adult human being who would start out the story as the narrator of Rebecca does, oblivious at first to the dark mess she has stepped into but then embracing the secrets and the murder and prolly being like 'oh so you ate the woman who birthed me, wow that's...... very unfortunate'. Maybe she was one of those people that sat in Will's snarky ass lectures and was like ??? wait, so do we pass or fail this class bc he disappeared before giving out final grades.... or who knows, maybe she was living in some gothic estate with a Miss Havisham type figure who has frozen all the time or something.
idek this is my recent weird design.
wait this made me think about will hating bedelia so much bc it subconsciously reminds him of mama graham lol
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thegirlisuedtobe · 9 months
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hey your post were you mention the narrator of rebecca lies by omission is haunting (pun intended teehee) me, what did you mean when you said she lies by omission, feel free to rant btw
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AHH!! mrs de winter,,, that girl is a liar and the most conniving woman i have ever had the pleasure of reading jk
but actually i mean it tho that she does lie by omission. i tagged this as the musical but in terms of the show, i dont think she actually lies in that one, especially as far as how most actors in that role interpret her character.
but book mrs de winter?? my goodness,,,, when i made this post the scene i was really thinking was the prologue for the most part, when shes describing her life living with maxim at that hotel after the fire. there's this kind of way where shes saying shes content but like against her descriptions about the kind of glamour that manderley had, their quaint life together feels so,,, dreary, like a half existence, not really a life not really in death yknow? if u read in between the lines at this listless kind of development of setting, shes saying all these things about living an ordinary life but in a tone where shes not satisfied with it at all,,,
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this quote from the the top of chapter 2 is like one that gets referenced a lot but people never quote the whole thing, she says "we have conquered ours, or so we believe." like first of all who the fuck says "or so we believe" in a statement where shes trying to justify or rationalise the ordeal that they went through and the outcome of it (being this dreary life) as a net positive,,, like why are u being so ominous now,,, and then the next line "the devil does not ride with us" like babe,,, ur not being honest with yourself,,,, u just said "oh we conquered ours, jk unless,,, but we did yknow," she has such a flip floppy way of framing things that makes u question which is it really? i think its a testament to that idea of rebecca being a mirror and finding what you want to see, and for me i see this person desperately trying to frame something that is still deeply affecting her to this present day as if it doesnt. like someone else who might wish to feel the same way might only see the oh we've conquered it and not pick up on the unease of or so we believe, just that the devil does not ride us anymore. to a reader who wants to see that, they will interpret this quote as a triumph, which often is usually the case.
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like she says that the unrest has "mercifully stilled" but at the drop of a hat "the past is still too close to us." their situation remains in this precarious balance, if they go too far in any direction they endanger this so called peace,,, this is not a life that has progressed beyond what happened,,,
and the cherry on top is this beautifully long gorgeous passage that is EXPOSING HER for her lies about being happy in this small hotel half-existence with maxim. u just have to read all of it actually to understand, and if u dont, well,,,
(i also annotated it; red is the negative aspects, blue is the postive/their ordinary life, and green is when she starts talking about manderley and her love of that place)
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i feel like its so easy to attribute the love of manderley as being primarily held by danny or by rebecca or by maxim even, but the person who loves manderley most in this novel (yes by virtue of it being a first person pov but also bc its true) is mrs de winter. i highlighted in my physical copy of rebecca ever single time she mentioned manderley in a very flattering or loving way and its basically the whole book. she loves this castle, this place is the epitome of all her aspirations; becoming a lady, rising in class status, the image of a perfect marriage a perfect home a perfect family, manderley holds all of that in her heart so when she talks about manderley she exposes herself so deeply if you are willing to listen to her.
that part about her saying "colour and scent and sound, rain and the lapping water, even the msits of autum and the smell of the flood tide," these things that quite truly colours our quality of life are "secret indulgences" implies that these inherent basic things that make life beautiful are things she cant access without rocking the seemingly still peace that they have. especially with the way that maxim reacts to it and how she picks up on that. she has to rely on the dull and the boring monotonies to continue that so called peace even though thats not whats personally fulfilling for her,,, the line where she says "we prefer to store up our excitement; the result of a cricket match played many days ago means much to us" ,,, doesnt that sound so sad? theyre not even living in the moment anymore, if they did i think it would kill them to be quite honest.
so many of the positive/ordinary lifestyle descriptions are weaved against these pitiful sounding statements and its truly like,,, why stitch it like this? if daphne du maurier wanted us to feel like this was the life that was better, the one that you should choose or idealise, than the chaos of manderley why did she write it like this? why not just say that she was happy, why add those hints of melancholy?
and because of that i feel like shes lying by omission. its like all these things shes saying are half truths. its true that ordinary or even dull days are better than chaotic ones because youre not pained by such hurtful circumstances but at what cost? the joy and excitement of life? its like all of her descriptions of their life after the fire are backhanded compliments,,,, im just so curious about the other half that she isnt saying,,, when she doesnt say what shes implying it just feels like what she did say was a lie by omitting the rest of it.
does that make sense? do u get it?
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Rebecca (1940, Alfred Hitchcock)
21/01/2024
Rebecca is a 1940 film directed by Alfred Hitchcock, based on the novel Rebecca, the first wife by Daphne du Maurier, Winner of two Oscars, including best film.
Chosen as the opening film of the first Berlin International Film Festival in 1951, in 1940 the National Board of Review of Motion Pictures included it in the list of the ten best films of the year.
In Monte Carlo a young lady-in-waiting, whose name we eill never know, meets and marries the rich and aristocratic Massimo de Winter. He is the widower of his first wife, Rebecca, with whom he lived in Manderley Castle, England, a sumptuous manor overlooking a rocky coast. Rebecca died when the yacht sank and was buried in the family chapel after her husband recognized her body.
This is the first film shot in the USA by Hitchcock for producer David O. Selznick.
The story told in the film follows Daphne du Maurier's novel of the same name quite faithfully, differing only slightly in some details. For example, to comply with the Hays Code, Hitchcock had to change the story of Rebecca's death: in her book Max claims to have shot her, in the film instead he says he hit her and accidentally made her fall onto a pulley. One of the salient features of the work which was maintained in the film adaptation is the fact that the central character of the young de Winter, played by Joan Fontaine, does not have a name, and this emphasizes the contrast with Mrs de Winter, the possible for Miss Danvers.
The writer Michael Hogan, Joan Harrison, the director's secretary and screenwriter, and Robert Sherwood, who worked on the final part, collaborated on the screenplay. Philip MacDonald worked on the dialogues.
Among the actress who auditioned for the role of Mrs De Winter were Loretta Young, Margaret Sullavan, Vivien Leigh and Anne Baxter. Joan Fontaine, the twenty-two years old, was chosen and she turned out to be perfect in that part: sweet and intelligent, modest and shy, scared and insecure, in love and tenacious; Hitchcock also wanted her as the protagonist in the film Suspicion.
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lovetaled-a · 2 years
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4, 17 +15 ( praying you didn't get these already )
4. what sections of a bookstore do you browse?
depends on which bookstore i'm at !  but generally, the front area with the popular stuff ( gotta see what the booktokers are pushing now, ) the YA section, the fiction section, the mythology/classics shelf/section, and the book related merch section ! my favorite bookstore is in downtown portland and it has like 5 stories of books so you can imagine how one could get lost there.  and there’s a cafe with cheap used books for the taking.
15. recommend and review a book.
going with rebecca by daphne du muir !  i read this one at the start of last year encouraged by the release of evermore .. as taylor was nodding to it in tolerate it and no body,  no crime.  it’s a quick read,  that follows a nameless protagonist who marries a mysterious wealthy man,  maxim de winter,  while on vacation in monte carlo.  she returns to his home as his new wife to a mansion known as manderley,  and is gradually “haunted” by the spirit of maxim’s dead socialite wife,  rebecca.  the book is feminist gothic,  fast paced enough to be considered a thriller,  and engrossing.  it’s reminiscent of jane eyre but different enough to be its own thing,  with some more modern twists.  basically the book unhinged me for a lot of reasons and i watched the 1940 film after,  which was mostly canon consistent,  and it got me into a phase of feminist gothic/horror.  i consider it a 5/5 star read and remember the prose being simple yet interesting,  like a mystery novel.  it’s also cleverly written in how one can relate to a nameless narrator character who second-handedly experiences the disinterest,  secrecy,  and comparison to a dead woman according to her husband,  and question the reliability of her pov.  i have du muir’s other book,  my cousin rachel,  on my shelf right now and i plan to read it this year.
17. top 5 children’s books?
in no particular order ..
the titan's curse,   rick riordan.
the lion, the witch, and the wardrobe,  c.s. lewis.
howl's moving castle,  diana wynne jones.
the secret garden,  frances hodgson burnett.
anne of green gables,  l.m. montgomery.
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Crimson Peak (Guillermo del Toro, 2015)
Cast: Mia Wasikowska, Tom Hiddleston, Jessica Chastain, Charlie Hunnam, Jim Beaver, Burn Gorman, Leslie Hope, Doug Jones. Screenplay: Guillermo del Toro, Matthew Robbins. Cinematography: Dan Laustsen. Production design: Thomas E. Sanders. Film editing: Bernat Vilaplana. Music: Fernando Velázquez.
In Crimson Peak, Guillermo del Toro takes all the elements of the Gothic romance and turns them up to 11, which is the best thing he could have done with such familiar, not to say cheesy, material. There's the dewy heroine who makes a dubious marriage, the sinister rival female, the doughty but dull spurned suitor, and of course the Old Dark House. This one makes Thornfield Hall, Manderley, and even the Castle of Otranto look like a suburban tract house: It's a great malevolent beetle of a mansion, squatting on a bleak landscape, decaying steadily and grossly while sinking into the mine above which it sits. It's inhabited by the cash-poor aristocrats Thomas Sharpe (Tom Hiddleston) and his sister, Lucille (Jessica Chastain), along with a sizable contingent of ghosts. To it, Thomas brings his bride, Edith (Mia Wasikowska), whose father has recently died (rather violently, as we have seen), leaving her the family fortune. Edith is spunky and imaginative, an aspiring writer of ghost fiction, having had her own encounters with ghosts who warned her to "beware Crimson Peak." She doesn't know, of course, that the place to which her husband has brought her is called Crimson Peak, for its blood-red clay, by the locals. Anyway, the truth will out, and in a variety of gruesome ways. What makes the movie work is that del Toro is willing to go over the top entertainingly, stretching credibility to (and sometimes beyond) the breaking point, without smirking about it and camping it up. So we have, for example, a duel between Edith and Lucille, with both wearing flimsy, flowing nightwear. (Kate Hawley's costume designs are splendidly excessive.) We have apparitions in various states of decay and a plethora of insect life. The ghost of Edith's mother appears in a form that looks something like a cross between a tarantula and a woman with dreadlocks. There are vats of disgusting red murk in the cellar in which things are submerged. It's all a bit much, but the actors know how to take it in their stride. Having played Loki in the Marvel movies and the vampire Adam in Jim Jarmusch's Only Lovers Left Alive (2013), Hiddleston in particular knows how to make a character both attractive and disquieting at the same time. Del Toro isn't up to anything of great moment in this movie, but it's good to see the material handled with a distinct sensibility and an avoidance of the tried and true.
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Watermark - ENYA (Klavier solo mit Noten, sheet music)
Watermark - ENYA (Klavier solo mit Noten, sheet music, piano solo sheet music)
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Enya: die mysteriöse Sängerin, die seit Jahren in einem Schloss mit 10 Katzen „eingesperrt“ lebt Wo ist Enya? Was ist aus der engelsgleichen Irin geworden, die in den 1990er Jahren mit „Celtic-New-Age“-Hits zu einer Weltberühmtheit wurde? Warum ist sie verschwunden? Ist sie noch aktiv? Wird sie eines Tages zurückkommen? Diese Fragen beschäftigen ihre Anhänger seit mindestens 10 Jahren, als die Sängerin sich entschied, sich von der Öffentlichkeit, goldenen Schallplatten und Zeremonien zu entfernen. Es begann Anfang 2000, als sie nach ihrer Teilnahme am Soundtrack des Films „Der Herr der Ringe“ für „May it be“, eine ihrer Kollaborationen, für einen Oscar nominiert wurde. Seine künstlerischen Anfänge gehen auf die Band Clannad zurück, die er 1970 mit Onkeln, Brüdern und Cousins ​​in Irland gründete. Im Laufe der Zeit, bereits in den Achtzigern, nahm seine Solokarriere unter der Leitung von Produzent Nicky Ryan und seiner Frau Fahrt auf. Roma Ryan, der ihr offizieller Texter wurde. Mit The Watermark erlangte er 1988 dank Songs wie Orinoco Flow und Miss Clare Remembers internationale Anerkennung. Ihr Vorschlag zwischen New Age, keltischen Arrangements, Pop, Synthesizern und markanten Stimmschichten fand schnell ein riesiges Publikum. Vermutlich hat Enya bis 2016 mehr als 90 Millionen weltweit verkaufte Tonträger und insgesamt fast 100 Millionen Euro angehäuft. In diesem Jahr stufte Forbes sie als drittreichste Frau Irlands ein. With the turn of the millennium, Enya dedicated herself to life at home, but not just any home. In 1996, she acquired a castle in her native country, valued at almost 4 million euros. There, the singer lives in the company of a troop of 10 cats . Es ist eine Residenz aus der viktorianischen Zeit in Killiney , einer Stadt in der Nähe von Dublin, bekannt als Manderley Castle . Ursprünglich hieß es zu Ehren von Königin Victoria selbst „Victoria Castle“. Enya zog es jedoch vor, es beim Namen des Herrenhauses aus dem Roman Rebecca zu nennen. Dort hat sie eine bereits seit Jahren gezählte Gefangenschaft verewigt, die durch ein traumatisches Erlebnis in den Neunzigern ausgelöst wurde, als sich ein italienischer Fan nach seinem Rauswurf aus der elterlichen Bar der Sängerin mit einem Foto von Enya in den Hals stach. , in Gweedore.
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Seitdem hält sich Eithne Pádraigín Ní Bhraonái (richtiger Name der Künstlerin) von Überbelichtung fern: Sie gibt kaum Interviews und ihre Beteiligung an sozialen Netzwerken ist gleich Null, mit sporadischen Posts, die nicht einmal von ihr stammen. Laut Yahoo kennen nicht einmal ihre Nachbarn Enyas Routine, die kaum gesehen wird und nur mit ihrem Servicepersonal interagiert. Seine Ruhe wurde auch 2011 nicht beeinträchtigt, als sein Song Only Time nach dem Angriff auf die Twin Towers am 11. September ein Revival (Rückkehr) erlebte. Als Dankeschön spendete sie später die Tantiemen des Tracks an die New York Firefighters Widows und Waisenverein. 2015 veröffentlichte er sein neuestes Studiowerk nach sieben Jahren des Schweigens: Dark Sky Island, ein Album, das als seine Rückkehr in die Branche angekündigt wurde, aber das war trotz des internationalen Widerstands nur ein erster Schritt (bisher hat Enya auf Gälisch gesungen , Irisch, Englisch, Latein, Spanisch und Japanisch). Ihre Anhänger müssen vorerst weiter auf neue Songs warten, während der rätselhafte Mythos der Künstlerin weiter wächst. „Ich habe nie versucht, ein Rätsel zu schaffen“, warnte Enya in einem ihrer jüngsten Interviews, die teilweise von Vanity Fair wiedergegeben wurden. Auf die Frage nach dem Grund hinter dem Geheimnis, das sie umgibt, sagte die Irin ihrem Stil treu: „Es ist nur so, dass ich immer eine sehr unabhängige Person war. Read the full article
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luckjust · 2 years
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Gothic literature definition
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Best known is the southern version, set not in cathedrals, castles and moors, but amidst the decrepit plantations and enduring ruin of the Civil War. Cross the line into horror and you leave the gloom of Manderley and Wuthering Heights for the hallucinogenic terror of The Castle of Otranto, Dracula’s Transylvania or Doctor Jekyll’s lab.Īmerican fiction has its own Gothic tradition. Add some menacing weather, a tortured anti-hero and a long-buried secret or two and you’ve got the makings of a fine old Gothic novel in the tradition of Jane Eyre or The Hunchback of Notre Dame, big, chewy tales that roll right up to the precipice of horror but stop just short, lingering instead in the realm of Europe’s Dark Romanticism. Gothic and The Woman in Black ‘Susan Hill effectively evokes the voice of Dickens and other writers using characteristic devices such as densely detailed text, evocative descriptions and language that is lavish and dense as any Victorian tale.Darkness. Gothic and The Woman in Black ‘The Woman in Black’ is a pastiche of the Victorian Gothic style of literature and is written in a very similar style to Dickens’ novels. Vocabulary of the Gothic Write a list of at least 20 words that you think would be a part of ‘the vocabulary of the gothic’. Gothic Horror – A Checklist 10 Characters that seem to possess some sort of psychic communication 11 Communication between the living and the dead / The possibility of life after death (immortality) 12 Language of the Gothic Gothic Horror – A Checklist 6 High, even exaggerated, emotions 7 Women in distress 8 Sense of indefiniteness nothing is exactly explained or described 9 A being that can’t function in the ‘normal’ world properly The Supernatural / creation of a ghostly, eerie atmosphere 5. Desolate and remote environments - sense of remoteness in character’s situation and mind 4. Suspense and Tension Events build up feelings of suspense and tension in the reader so that when awful events happen it is either: expected a relief or worse because of the wait. Stock Characters The stock characters of Gothic fiction include tyrants, villains, bandits, maniacs, heroes, persecuted maidens, femmes fatales, monks, nuns, madwomen, magicians, vampires, werewolves, monsters, demons, dragons, angels, fallen angels, ghosts, walking skeletons and the Devil himself. Mood There is often a fear of imprisonment, strong emotions, desire for self-expression and freedom. Ghosts, haunted houses and Gothic architecture, castles, darkness, death, decay, doubles, madness, secrets, and hereditary curses. The atmosphere is often claustrophobic and sinister, with turbulent or gloomy weather (pathetic fallacy). Settings Wild and remote, with old castles, gloomy dungeons, monasteries or dark, inhospitable houses. This idea continues in modern horror films with ‘Don’t go down into the cellar’ a clear indication that something dreadful will happen! Some famous examples are ‘Dracula’ by Bram Stoker and ‘Frankenstein’ by Mary Shelley.Ĭourage of Main Protagonist The main protagonist or character is courageous and enters the haunted or supernatural building despite warnings. Gothic Fiction Usually contains elements of horror and romance. Gothicism's origin is attributed to English author Horace Walpole, with his 1764 novel The Castle of Otranto, subtitled ‘A Gothic Story’ Gothicism's."- Presentation transcript:ĭefinition Gothic fiction is a genre or mode of literature that combines elements of both horror and romance. Definition Gothic fiction is a genre or mode of literature that combines elements of both horror and romance. Presentation on theme: "Gothic Literature An Introduction.
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Enya’s house
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ruthbaderjaneway · 2 years
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Working on a fic chapter that includes a literary ugly sweater party. Here is Kathryn Janeway’s sweater, inspired by Rebecca by Daphne du Maurier.
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stairnaheireann · 3 years
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#OTD in 1961 – Enya (Eithne Ní Bhraonáin) is born in Gweedore, Co Donegal.
#OTD in 1961 – Enya (Eithne Ní Bhraonáin) is born in Gweedore, Co Donegal.
Enya began her musical career in 1980, when she briefly joined her family band Clannad before leaving to perform solo. Enya is a four-time Grammy Award-winning singer, an Academy Award-nominated songwriter, and Ireland’s best-selling solo artist (her record sales stand at 80 million as of 2009). As a musical group, Enya is a collaboration between three people: Enya herself, who composes and…
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tambourineophelia · 3 years
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my brain, god damn
i am reading Rebecca by Daphne du Maurier and I love it! and I also build a lot on the sims at the moment, so of course I had to go and start building Manderley?? Even though it would be a complete useless build because I feel like big houses don’t work very well in the sims, especially servant ran ones.... 
And then!! I have to build it way too big because when building I just forget sim dimensions.
And then I thought, hey, we could just build something else, channel this inspiration into something else (like the other giant mansion i built) but no, brain is like MANDERLEY MANDERLEY MANDERLEY
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surely-galena · 2 years
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NXX Investigation Team with vaguely sentient houses in Western literature
//some spoilers ahead? for ToT but also for the works I am going to reference
Also, with some hindsight it's mildly amusing how Luke gets the happier one today and everyone else gets some level of angst
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MC/Rosa: Great-Uncle William's house from House of Many Ways by Diana Wynne Jones
"Then she said, "Now or nothing."" ― Diana Wynne Jones, House of Many Ways
I wanted to start off fun with the house from House of Many Ways, because you never really know what to expect from this house
Sometimes it might grow a new room, and if you don't follow directions it's very easy to get lost
I mean, the house is not limited to space and time at all
And I am linking this to MC being always willing to try new things even if she fails: the birthday gloves, the disastrous fruit skewers, etc.
To add to that, the card stories essentially show her hanging out with each of the boys, who all have varying interests and skills and hobbies
I mean, one day Artem is teaching her how to use a gun, and then the next she's attending a pottery class with Vyn
This, I think, could reflect on the whimsical nature of the house and how MC's her schedule is so unpredictable
At this rate, she is very much becoming a jack of all trades (and good for her honestly, MC rocks)
But then we move on to less fun things
In the beginning of House of Many Ways, the protagonist arrives at the house because she needs to take care of it while her Great-Uncle is away
Which implies that this is a house that probably should not be left alone (for normal housekeeping purposes, but also potentially magical reasons as well)
And I am going to vaguely link this to MC's fear of people leaving her behind: her parents are still barely in contact with her due to confidential government things, and she completely lost contact with Luke for eight years
MC has very much learned to be self-sufficient, but I think she's still scared that the people she lets into her life will one day pack their bags and leave her again
Luke: Howl's Moving Castle (from Howl's Moving Castle by Diana Wynne Jones)
“I think we ought to live happily ever after.” ― Diana Wynne Jones, Howl’s Moving Castle
To show his childhood friendship link with MC, Luke also gets a Diana Wynne Jones book
But he gets the famous moving castle, firstly because of the link with Howl: breaking a curse -- or in Luke's case, figuring out how to live beyond 27
Also, the castle is actually not as complicated as it first seems
In the beginning of the book, the interior of the castle is really just Howl's house in Porthaven
It seems intimidating on the outside, but the inside is really just a small but comfortable home
Cozy, if you will
It's a simple house with a fireplace and a bedroom and a bathroom and a door that opens to four locations of your choice
It's small, but it'll take care of you if you let it
Later, after Howl and Sophie move, the castle interior becomes a house in the main town (with flower shop and back garden included separately)
It just strikes me as a very "humble but comfortable" type of home, the place you would definitely want to return to after a long day
Marius: The Hotel Deucalion from Nevermoor: the Trials of Morrigan Crow by Jessica Townsend OR Manderley from Rebecca by Daphne du Maurier
“They are not brave, the days when we are twenty-one. They are full of little cowardices, little fears without foundation, and one is so easily bruised, so swiftly wounded, one falls to the first barbed word." ― Daphne du Maurier, Rebecca
I propose the Hotel Deucalion for the genuinely fun, childlike side of Marius
Among other rooms, the hotel contains:
A fancy chandelier in the main lobby that grows back if it falls
Bedrooms that adjust to the guests' personal preferences the longer they stay there (and constantly changing size, shape, and furniture as well)
And a music parlor, art studio, and theater
But arguably, since it's a fairly recent publication, Nevermoor doesn't quite count as literature
So I present an alternative from popular literature: Manderley -- the Gothic manor, seemingly haunted by the memory of the late Rebecca de Winter
Because I argue that the von Hagens are also haunted by someone's memory: Mom von Hagen
I don't think Manderley itself is sentient, but the vibes are very Marius von Hagen
Manderley is a gorgeous manor, but it harbors dark secrets (e.g. how Rebecca died, what she meant to Maxim de Winter, who she really was as a person)
And that sort of reflects on how Marius' outward appearance and first impressions are generally very different to who he actually is as a person
I'm definitely not saying that the von Hagens are burying dark and scandalous secrets, but I am twisting the "house holds dark secrets" (de Winter) to "house still harbors a lot of grief" (von Hagen)
SSR 'All Through the Night' aside, we still haven't heard much about Marius and Giann's mom
But we do know that Marius holds himself guilty for her death (because, as he thinks, if he'd never been born she'd still be alive), and while unconfirmed, Austin and Giann are probably both still missing her in their own way
But you'd really have to get to know Marius in order to learn this
Marius is excellent at hiding behind a façade, so one has to take the time to know him in order to find out his fears and insecurities
And that is why he gets the beautiful manor that isn't quite what it seems at first glance
Vyn: The House of Usher (from "The Fall of the House of Usher" by Edgar Allan Poe)
"...my brain reeled as I saw the mighty walls rushing asunder — there was a long tumultuous shouting sound like the voice of a thousand waters — and the deep and dank tarn at my feet closed sullenly and silently over the fragments of the “House of Usher.” " ― Edgar Allan Poe, "The Fall of the House of Usher"
Okay okay I'm going to get more excited about this because this is one of my favorite Poe stories
So essentially the House of Usher in the title actually has a double meaning: the very fancy family who go by the name of Usher (and who have been slowly dying out), and the actual house that they live in
So here we have Vyn, Vyn who is actual royalty
Vyn who has a very complicated relationship with Svart and the family and the home he left behind
Vyn who would, first of all, probably either feel frustrated, amused, or some combination of both over the last members of this long line of Ushers killing each other by accident (the brother thinks the sister is dead and unintentionally buries her alive, she comes back to get revenge on him but she falls on him and the fall kills them both)
But the part of the story I want to focus on is this: the house, this physical symbol of this family, collapsing over them once the line of Usher is completely erased
Essentially, the house and the family both die
And I think that Vyn would have mixed feelings about this
Because while I don’t think Vyn wishes death upon his family -- he’s not that kind of person -- he has, on some level, deliberately cut ties with them
And I think there is potentially some level of catharsis to be found from the finality of the house's collapse: reflecting not the end of his biological family, but the end of his life in Svart
It's the physical collapse of the house that does it, because Vyn has also left a physical home, and he chooses not to let that home completely define him any longer
Much like the narrator in the short story, Vyn stands a distance away, watching as the house collapses in on itself
He's not going back there anymore -- or at least, he doesn't plan to -- but it'll always be a part of him
and last but not least, Artem: the house from "There Will Come Soft Rains" by Ray Bradbury
"The house stood alone in a city of rubble and ashes. This was the one house left standing." ― Ray Bradbury, "There Will Come Soft Rains"
Okay okay okay
This house is peak Artem characterization if Artem was a house
The house is set up as this: the last standing smart home (it's set in the year 2026; the story was published around 1950), abandoned after the surrounding area was hit by a nuclear disaster
And even though the people who used to live in it are long gone, day by day, hour by hour, it continues doing what it is supposed to do
Each task is done at a specific time without fail: making meals, sending reminders, reading bedtime stories, etc. even when no one is there to eat, no one is there to listen, and no one is there to send to bed
The house never stops, it is always working working working
And this adds to the whole "Artem is a robot" comparison
The house is simply doing what it was made to do, it is trying its best, it doesn't know any better
When you read the short story, it's made clear how very methodical the house is; time is flowing by continuously and the house is always aware of it
To add to this, later in the story there is a fire, and the fire burns through the house, leaving behind only a single wall standing
But still, the house is trying:
"...a last voice said, over and over again and again... "Today is August 5, 2026, today is August 5, 2026, today is..." " (page 5)
Even when it is physically broken, it is still working, it must do its tasks, it must keep trying no matter what
And I think that sort of links back to Artem and purpose, where he thinks that he only has value because of his work and because of all the "perfect" things he's done
And how even though he thinks he has faults and struggles he's working through, he's still trying
Maybe he sees himself as broken, maybe he sees himself as malfunctional
But also, like the poem says:
"There will come soft rains"
Artem's got a character arc to go through and he is making excellent progress
Because he isn't a machine, he's human, with all the faults and flaws that come with being one
And to come back to the house comparison for a final moment: he is not an abandoned house (none of the five people in this list are!)
He has MC, Celestine and the law firm, and the rest of the NXX
And they will make sure that when a fire comes, he is left with more than just a single wall standing
Edited to include quotes :D
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Jon stared into the fire, his mind filled with worry. House Mormont could only offer 62 men to pad their meager army of wildlings. Even if each of those 62 were worth more than a normal man, they still lacked numbers, and numbers went a far way when the enemy double yours.
A light rain had started, its drops spare but visible as they fell before the flames. Ramsay Bolton and his letter took over his thoughts. There was plenty in that letter to fuel Jon’s dire rage, but he always circled back to the horrific plans Ramsay had for Sansa. From the moment he saw her appear at Castle Black, Jon was filled with need to protect her, to never let harm come to her ever again. He would never give Bolton the chance to claim Sansa again. He would keep her safe from the horrors she had to already endure before. It didn’t matter what it would take.
Steadily, the rain grew more persistent. Jon knew it was time to retire to his tent, getting drenched in this cold was bound to be a death sentence. He heaved himself up and looked around at their very small camp, deserted since everyone else seemed to be wiser than him and had decided to stay dry. He knew he should try to sleep, the day that awaited him would be trying. He should think of what exactly he would say to Manderley when they reached Deepwood Motte, it was crucial that they could rely on House Manderley’s support.
The rain was at a downpour now. But, instead of going straight to his tent, he found his feet carried him to Sansa’s. It was quiet in there, she was likely sleeping. Jon stared at the tent’s opening and cursed inwardly at himself. Just about ready to turn away and trudge back to his own, the tent flew open. Sansa stood there with a perplexed look on her face.
“I knew I heard something out here. Jon, you’re nearly soaked through! Get in here,” she said, quickly pulling him inside. She marched him to the brazier that stood near her bed. It wasn’t big but at least it produced what little heat it could. “What were you thinking, sitting out in the rain?”
“Thinking of everything,” Jon answered gruffly.
“You’re worried.”
“Aren’t you?”
“Yes.” She offered a tiny, half-hearted smile. “Come on, get this cloak off, it’ll do absolutely no good to keep it on now,” she commanded, helping him ease it off. “It’s gotten down to the rest of your clothing. The leather skirts seemed to have protected your legs for the most part. But everything else is coming off.” Jon had no energy to argue, so he did as she said. With her assistance, they stripped him, layer by layer, until all that remained were his breeches. “Now, get into the bed, close to the edge to get the heat from the fire.”
“Sansa. I can go back to my tent. I don’t want to intru-”
“Just get in, Jon. You’re not intruding. I want to make sure you don’t fall ill tonight. You’re staying in the warmth of this tent, and that is that.” He knew her tone. The tone that meant she was serious and that she would not be denied. He did as she bade and climbed in, close to the edge and turning to face the brazier. She followed suit and threw her furs over them, making sure he had plenty. He then felt the length of her body press along his back, her arm draping over him. It stole his breath and she noticed. “You need to stay as warm as possible,” she reasoned as if he was about to complain.
It wasn’t as if he didn’t want this. The problem was that he did. He had wanted her to remain close since the moment they embraced at Castle Black. He knew it was more than a familial want. And he knew that was wrong. But, laying here in this moment, those thoughts would have to wait. He wasn’t going anywhere, and he let himself bask in her touch, even if it was to just keep him alive and well.
They stayed quiet for some time, heavy raindrops falling on the tent. If it wasn’t for her hand’s slow and calming strokes of his arm, he would have guessed she was asleep. He could feel her face nuzzle into his neck and it was as if his heart had burst, releasing a warmth that filled his body.
“You know I’ll protect you, right? You know I will keep you safe from him, no matter the cost, Sansa.” It came flying out of his mouth in a whisper.
A moment of silence passed before her fingers followed the length of his arm and she gave a gentle squeeze to his hand. “I know.” It was a hot breath on the back of his neck that he was sure he would never forget. Moving onto his back, he turned his face to her. “I know,” she repeated. Her lips pressed to his shoulder, a whisper of a kiss.
Jon gazed into her eyes, not an uncommon occurrence as of late. Usually, those gazes were filled with worry, irritation, and stubbornness all mixed with underlying tensions that couldn’t quite be described. But now, that gaze was just one of undying love. His hand gathered into her hair and he leaned over, placing a lingering kiss on her forehead. Jon and Sansa drifted to sleep in each other’s arms, the rain pattering against her tent all night.
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