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mag200 · 1 year
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big shoutout to any time jonny sims writes a sentence thats like. my dreams are crawling and many legged...... her terror was pointed and crimson....... theres something about that cadence thats so fucking sharp idk it really hits the spot. its good writing babes.
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Jon, for a very long time this whole show has been A Lot. Are you telling me it's gonna be A Whole Lot More now?
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tma-latino · 2 years
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MAG188 – Caso ########-28 – “El Centro de Atención”
Un análisis sobre la vigilancia. [Disclaimer/ Aviso]
[MAG187] | x | [MAG189]
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irrealisms · 2 years
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if you can live your life without an audience, you should do it.
The Truman Show // MAG188 - Centre of Attention // Twitter: TubboLive // Can't Handle This (Kanye Rant) - Bo Burnham // Wilbur Soot VOD (Oct 17th 2020) - [DreamSMP] Speedy Stream Festival What festival // MAG117 - Testament // Margaret Atwood - The Robber Bride // @elytrians // MAG188 - Centre of Attention // The Truman Show (edit by @parakeet) // Untitled #15 by @that-house // something about a truman show complex, greek heroes, and the illusion of free will. by @yuker // Tom Stoppard - Rosencrantz and Guildenstern Are Dead // Bo Burnham - Inside // you're fairly certain there's a curtain somewhere by @irrealisms
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Images 1 and 2: Screenshots of the Truman Show. The Closed Captions read "Let me get you some help, Truman. You're not well."
Image 3: ARCHIVIST: Hm. You want a show so badly?  Fine.
Image 4: a twitter poll by @TubboLive. text of the tweet is "What do we do..." Options are "Exile Tommy", with 55.8% of the vote, and "Don't Exile Tommy", with 44.2% of the vote.
Image 5: The truth is, my biggest problem's you/I want to please you/But I want to stay true to myself/I want to give you the night out that you deserve/But I want to say what I think/And not care what you think about it/Part of me loves you/Part of me hates you/Part of me needs you/Part of me fears you/And I don't think that I can handle this right now"
Image 6: WILBUR: You're saying "do it", chat, but you're-- this isn't-- you aren't affected, you just want to see explosions, you guys aren't affected, I understand, I understand, I-- I've been hasty.
Image 7: TIM: All right. I don’t know what you are, I don’t even know if you’re listening. I don’t care. Just, if you’re there, I want you to know that I hate you. I hate you for, for witnessing what’s happened to us.
Image 8: “Male fantasies, male fantasies, is everything run by male fantasies? Up on a pedestal or down on your knees, it's all a male fantasy: that you're strong enough to take what they dish out, or else too weak to do anything about it. Even pretending you aren't catering to male fantasies is a male fantasy: pretending you're unseen, pretending you have a life of your own, that you can wash your feet and comb your hair unconscious of the ever-present watcher peering through the keyhole, peering through the keyhole in your own head, if nowhere else. You are a woman with a man inside watching a woman. You are your own voyeur.” ― Margaret Atwood, The Robber Bride
Image 9: a tumblr post by @elytrians. text: *coughs up blood* how do i look? do i look good? was that hot?
Image 10: She had once counted how many times she could spot a camera watching her during her morning run: thirty-one in ten minutes. At least, it had been back then. Last time she had tried it there were hundreds. They tracked her movements, and made so much noise she could not have ignored them if she tried. It was halfway between the mechanical whir of a focusing lens and the low rattle of mean-spirited laughter. Carmen didn’t go running anymore.
Image 11: The last scene of the Truman Show, edited to add a twitch chat full of PogChamp emotes.
Image 12: a comic of two squares talking. RED: I realized something. BLUE: Yeah? RED: This comic could just end. Without warning. The Creator could just get bored. BLUE: No closure, no catharsis, nothing. RED: Our recent few strips would make for unsatisfying ends. Maybe we should give every comic a satisfying conclusion. BLUE: But that’s life. Life doesn’t always have a satisfying ending. RED: This isn’t life, this is a comic. We can control it. We can make sure there’s a happy ending. BLUE: We can’t control jack shit. The comic’s ending is up to the Creator.
Image 13: a comic of Technoblade. He is sitting amongst scattered papers with his hands on his face. The scattered papers have the titles of various Technoblade DSMP Youtube videos written on them. Text on the image reads: “It can hurt, knowing you’re just a character with predetermined lines instead of a person with feelings. The voices are the audience and they’re constantly critiquing your performance.”
Image 14: ROS: I wish I was dead. (Considers the drop.) I could jump over the side. That would put a spoke in their wheel. GUIL: Unless they're counting on it. ROS: I shall remain on board. That'll put a spoke in their wheel. (The futility of it, fury.) All right! We don't question, we don't doubt. We perform.
Images 15, 16: Bo Burnham stands outside a house on a stage; there is a spotlight on him. the caption is [disembodied applause] He tries to reenter the house. the caption is [disembodied laughter].
Image 17: WILBUR: It’s better to play along. Give them what they want. Put on a show. Who cares who it hurts, as long as it’s fucking—influential? God, I hate it so much sometimes, I want to scream. And then I think, would they like that? Would that be entertaining enough for them? Still have to give them their performance. Even when I was dead I was still—I rehearsed my resurrection.  TECHNO: Dude, you need therapy.
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cowboylesbianism · 2 years
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mag188 is literally just girlhood.
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pherre · 3 years
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‪mag188 made me feel things so here’s a very quick comic of my favorite part‬
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milfmoiraine · 3 years
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Guess you could call this episode... you could call it.. the... the..
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iamnmbr3 · 3 years
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karmen trying to stab the eye and ending up being consumed by what she sought to destroy has some concerning implications...
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mag200 · 1 year
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MAG188: Centre of Attention
watercolor & ink // kofi
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I find it mildly amusing that the Eye is like "okay, before we get into our spooky city, we have to have spooky suburbs beforehand. Accuracy is a MUST."
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ghostingbrightly · 3 years
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[A STEP FORWARD AND THERE IS THE CRACKLE OF DOMAIN TRANSITION]
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spappo · 3 years
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okay fine maybe hot jon rights a little bit 😔😔
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shadowkat2000 · 3 years
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MAG 188 with no context
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thelukasfamily · 3 years
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mag188 and the gender of voyeurism
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I really love how this episode made a real attempt to engage with how distinctively gendered is the fear of being watched.
From literally antiquity, voyeurism and the male gaze has been a central preoccupation of art featuring women. Art was created for men, by men, and when women appeared it was with the winking knowledge that they were there as objects to be watched by men. See these representations of Ariadne, her body unknowingly laid out for the viewer:
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It’s not something that’s disappeared either. The male gaze in art, in literature, in film is still a central concern of feminist criticism. Nor is it something that’s limited to art and fiction. The constant awareness of eyes on you, the passivity of being the object of a gaze, the fear of being stalked, these are some of the oldest and most distinctively (though not exclusively) female fears in the book.
And MAG188 recognises that. Our protagonist’s experience of the Beholding is characterised in part by the constant need to perform femininity - for herself and for her unseen male observer.
“Carmen stared at her face in the mirror, the glow of morning reflecting back the bruised and puffy bags under her eyelids. The wrinkles that seemed to deepen every day — how many days now?”
“She tried to force a smile.”
“She tried to find clothes for the day, but everything in her wardrobe was fit only to draw attention to her.”
She is concerned with physical flaws that women are expected to cover with make-up. She is concerned with wrinkles and the aging that is punished so much more in women than men. She is concerned with keeping a pleasant, smiling exterior - “give us a smile, love.” She is concerned with a wardrobe that will be seen as attention-seeking, as cause for harassment.
MAG188 makes it clear that a person’s experience of the Beholding is deeply gendered. It’s a recognition of the history and the reality of threatening male voyeurism, and of how horror is experienced differently by different groups. That’s really cool, and really validating, to see.
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Image 1: Even pretending you aren't catering to male fantasies is a male fantasy: pretending you're unseen, pretending you have a life of your own, that you can wash your feet and comb your hair unconscious of the ever-present watcher peering through the keyhole, peering through the keyhole in your own head, if nowhere else. You are a woman with a man inside watching a woman. You are your own voyeur. (Margaret Atwood, Robber Bride)
Image 2: Two images of Ariadne in repose, one a marble statue, one a wall fresco. One quote text, “no longer does the fine turban remain on her golden hair, / no longer is she hidden by her lightly-concealing dress, / no longer does the shapely band hold her milk-white breasts / all of it scattered, slipping entirely from her body (Catullus 64)”
Image 3:  Men act and women appear. Men look at women. Women watch themselves being looked at. This determines not only most relations between men and women but also the relation of women to themselves. The surveyor of woman in herself is male: the surveyed female. Thus she turns herself into an object—and most particularly an object of vision: a sight. (John Berger, Ways of Seeing)
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Can't stop thinking about the tapes.
tma doesnt have a "hard system of magic". Think things like ATLA or Fullmetal Alchemist, where there are hard rules for how magic works.
The paranormal here is mysterious, and it works with a dream-like logic. Even before the Eyepocalypse Entity-aligned things worked because it felt like they would work. This is how Fiona Law was able to survive by fainting. She'd shut off the world in the same and opposite way you'd shut off a nightmare.
But TMA is also a story about knowledge. About fighting the mystery with dedication and research, about a pack of fools taking a stand against the fundamentally unknowable and evershifting nature of the Entities. To study the Entities is to study human nature, and what makes a human human.
But here is the thing! There ARE explanations! Flawed as they can be, since they're based on something ultimately unknowable but the mystery gets slowly revealed throughout the series. How Jane Prentiss wasn't simply some worm witch, what was inside the humming casket, who was Jurgen Leitner, what are all of these cults even trying to do!
The one question of major importance that still hasn't been answered is: what are the tapes?
How does technology even work in TMA?
What's in the nature of a computer that prevents it from recording a statement?
What's in the nature of a tape recorder that allows it to record not only a statement BUT ALSO the voice of the real Sasha, before being taken by the not!Them?
With the Stranger... it seems randomic. Because the Not!Them focus on tormenting just one or two people with the knowledge that there's an impossible impostor where their friends used to be, and it makes sense to taunt said personwith relics of the past.
But the statements? What makes a tape suitable for recording them and not a computer? It almost feels like something doesn't want the statements to get spread around. Like something that's jealous of this knowledge. Is it the Eye? Or is it Elias? Is he afraid that some other avatars of the Eye may leech off his precious hoard of fear?
No. The more I think about it, the more I'm convinced that the tapes do not belong to the Eye. We've been deceived -Jon's been deceived- to think so, but no: the tapes dont belong to the Eye. The act of Reading belongs to the Eye, the act of Listening, belongs to the Eye, the act of Asking belongs to the Eye, but the tape? It doesn't need to be there for the Eye to be fed.
Remember when is S4 Jon fed off that random woman in a cafe and the tapes didn't appear? How do you explain that? The tapes are not a fundamental part of how feeding the Eye works.
That begs the question: why are they here?
Who is listening?
It doesn't seem to be Jonah/Elias, or else he would not have needed to materialize a tape recorder in jail. And the self-materializing tapes seem too tied to Jon to be his anyway.
So who is listening?
Us? What does that make us? Isn't there an in universe explanation? What does this have to do with fear what does this have to do with human nature? Isn't there an explanation in universe?
I can't stop thinking about tapes.
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megmahoneyart · 3 years
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“Is that what you wanted?  A story?”
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