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m-a-salter · 2 years
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Peter Capaldi as Mr. Micawber in The Personal History of David Copperfield (2019)
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Mr. Wickfield standing in front of a broken coffee machine: Who broke it? I'm not mad I just want to know.
Agnes Wickfield: I did. I broke it.
Mr. Wickfield: No, no you didn't. Uriah?
Uriah Heep: Don't look at me. Look at Mr. Copperfield.
David Copperfield: What? I didn't break it.
Uriah Heep: Huh, that's weird. How'd you even know it was broken?
David Copperfield: Because it's sitting right in front of us and it's broken.
Uriah Heep: Suspicious.
David Copperfield: No it's not.
Mr. Micawber: If it matters, probably not, but Dora was the last one to use it.
Dora Spenlow: Liar! I don't even drink that crap!
Mr. Micawber: Oh really, then what were you doing by the coffee cart earlier?
Dora Spenlow: I use the wooden stirrers to push back my cuticles! Everyone knows that, Mr. Micawber!
Agnes Wickfield: Ok, let's not fight. I broke it. Let me pay for it.
Mr. Wickfield: No! Who broke it?
David Copperfield: Mr. Wickfield, Tommy's been awfully quiet.
Tommy Traddles: Really?!
*Everyone starts fighting*
Mr. Wickfield in another room: I broke it. It burned my hand so I punched it. I predict ten minutes from now they'll be at each others throats with war paint on their faces and a pig head on a stick. Good, it was getting a little chummy around here.
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carolinemillerbooks · 2 years
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New Post has been published on Books by Caroline Miller
New Post has been published on https://www.booksbycarolinemiller.com/musings/nickle-and-dimed-for-america/
Nickle And Dimed For America
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When I complained my cell phone didn’t come with a user’s manual, the woman seated beside me at the retirement center suggested I upgrade to a smartphone. “I’m not smart enough for a smartphone,” I wailed. I got no sympathy. “If you don’t get on the caboose, you can’t ride the train,” she said.  I didn’t bother to explain that owning a smartphone wouldn’t get me a manual either.  Phones don’t come with them these days. “Technology changes too fast to reprint a manual,” said the man who sold me my flip top. I use my cell phone for emergencies, so I don’t want apps or a steep learning curve that changes over time.  I want a portable phone with none of the trimmings. They no longer exist, of course. Apps make money for smartphone companies.    Fortunately, my DVD still works so I’m not required to upgrade to streaming and don’t have to pay for the privilege. The other night, I slipped a disc into the machine to watch a documentary about the fast fashion industry, True Cost. I was unaware that the garment industry was the second-highest polluting enterprise in the world, following close on the heel of fossil fuels. Fast fashion refers to garments made cheaply so that consumers can afford to discard them like hamburger wrappers. Sales volume, not quality, drives the industry.  That may be a boon for the consumer but it’s brutal on the garment worker, most of them women, who live in third-world countries. They work for slave wages in flimsy warehouses because local manufacturers are too small to negotiate for better wages and working conditions from large corporations. Sometimes these sweatshops become dangerous places. When tragedy occurs, owners make small reforms that they abandon as the headlines turn elsewhere. Bottom line, exploited workers make it possible for teenagers in San Francisco, Soho, or Paris to buy a spangled tee shirt for $5.00, wear it to a disco one night then buy another to replace it the next day. Meanwhile, discarded garments overflow landfills and pollute the environment.    But why point a finger at youth when their role models are also profligate? Billionaires are the titans of consumerism. They live as if to dazzle us with their mindless extravagance. Said one writer, Today’s money is indeed shiny, brash, and vulgar. (“I’m Rich, in Case You hadn’t Heard,” by Horacio Silva, Town&Country, Sept 2022, pg. 104.) Unlike their predecessors, the Carnegies, Rockefellers, and Vanderbilts, today’s super-rich wear their avarice like a badge of honor. Social media may be the reason. Elon Musk, for example, has millions of followers on Twitter. They come for the show, and he doesn’t disappoint. A person of conscience is likely to forget that it’s workers who live in extreme poverty who make Musk’s extravagance possible.    Garment workers, farm workers, and day laborers don’t fail to rise in the system because they are lazy.  They toil like field animals.  It’s the system that gives their sweat equity little reward. As Mr. Micawber explained to David Copper in Dicken’s novel: Annual income twenty pounds, annual expenditure twenty pounds nought and six, result misery. How much does a person need to be happy? The question is never discussed in school.  It should be.  An exchange between two famous writers provides a small clue, however. Together at a swanky party one evening, Kurt Vonnegut, the author of Slaughterhouse-Five, sank into a chair beside his friend Joseph Heller. Pointing his finger to a billionaire across the room he remarked, That man makes more money in a single day than you ever did with Catch-22. Heller paused and then nodded. True. Very true.  But I have something he will never have: Enough. (Ibid, pg 104.)
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nerds-yearbook · 6 months
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The first appearance of Crossbones, but only in the shadows, was in Captain America 359, coverdate of October, 1989. Crossbones was created by Mark Gruenwald and Kieron Dweyer. ("Wheel of Death", Captain America 359, Marvel Comic Event)
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mxcottonsocks · 4 months
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David Copperfield Chapter 52:
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I wonder if Uriah ever did realise just how little David had to do with it...
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the-busy-ghost · 1 year
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I love my old Scotland rugby top, but there's no denying that this shirt was designed to be worn with a certain amount of late 1970s chest hair and maybe some sideburns, and that's just not a look I'm capable of pulling off
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ms-m-astrologer · 6 months
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2023 Sagittarius Crescent Moon
Wednesday, October 18, 13:48 UT, 9°55’ Sagittarius
The key phrase for the Crescent lunar phase is “gather and mobilize resources” needed to support our intentions.
All the lunar phases through November feature disharmonious aspects from Venus. During these several weeks, she’s always semi-square the Sun, and receiving a variety of challenging aspects from the Moon.
By themselves, these aren’t the most fraught aspects in astrology - they may encourage our laziness, petulance, &/or manipulative tendencies - but (1) over time, those qualities (even by themselves) can cause trouble; and (2) when combined with something more dire, can trigger bigger problems.
I wrote in my weekly forecast about “faith in ourselves and the future being the most important resource of all.” That is Sagittarius’ great strength (think Mr. Micawber from Dicken’s classic David Copperfield). Except this time, Venus/Virgo is nagging, criticizing, perpetually finding perpetual fault. The tension encourages us to give up, because things can/will never be as perfect as we want them to be.
Instead - find some kind of a small improvement project. Figure out what you can do, and commit to doing it. Your natal houses holding 10° Sagittarius (Moon) and 10° Virgo (Venus) will show you good places to look for where a little effort would go a long way.
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if-you-fan-a-fire · 1 year
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“DICKENS FELLOWSHIP CELEBRATES ANNIVERSARY OF AUTHOR'S BIRTH,” Toronto Globe. February 10, 1933. Page 9.  ---- Characters from the immortal works of Charles Dickens came into being last night in Jarvis Street Collegiate, when the Dickens Fellowship, Toronto Branch, No. 32, celebrated the 121st anniversary of the author's birth with a special program. Some of the costumed folk are pictured above by The Globe photographer. At the left are Misses Jean and Betty Kirkness, as Two Ladies from Mrs. Jarley's Waxworks, with Mr. Micawber, ably characterized by A. J. Rostance. In the centre are L. R. Hopper, as Whistle from the Pickwick Papers, and Miss Vera Butcher, as a Shepherdess. At the right are a trio from Dombey and Son, H. M. Newton, as a Showman; little Miss Dorothy Martin, as Florence Dombey; and Mrs. Agnes Martin, as Nurse Pickard with Little Paul.
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byneddiedingo · 2 years
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Maggie Smith and Pamela Franklin in The Prime of Miss Jean Brodie (Ronald Neame, 1969)
Cast: Maggie Smith, Robert Stephens, Pamela Franklin, Gordon Jackson, Celia Johnson, Diane Grayson, Jane Carr, Shirley Steedman. Screenplay: Jay Presson Allen, based on her play and a novel by Muriel Spark. Cinematography: Ted Moore. Production design: John Howell. Film editing: Norman Savage. Music: Rod McKuen.
My problem with the title character of the film version of The Prime of Miss Jean Brodie is that she seems to have sprung full-blown -- mannerisms, catchphrases ("I am in my prime"), ideology and all -- from the imaginations of the people who created her, screenwriter Jay Presson Allen and actress Maggie Smith. I'm no more able to envision a backstory, a childhood, or an inner life for her than I am for a Dickens character like Mr. Micawber. At least in Muriel Spark's novel there are hints of something more, but they haven't translated well to the screen. Which is not to say that Smith didn't deserve her Oscar for playing the role; it's a fascinating, nuanced performance, from Jean Brodie's initial dominance to her comeuppance to her final defiance. If we don't know how Jean came to imagine herself an Übermensch, that's our problem, the film eventually suggests. Better to sit back and watch some fine performances: Robert Stephens as the randy art teacher, the always wonderful and welcome Celia Johnson as the headmistress, and 19-year-old Pamela Franklin convincingly transforming the 12-year-old into the post-pubescent student whom Jean underestimates. But anathema upon the producer or whoever decided to commission Rod McKuen to write a goopy song that unaccountably was nominated for an Oscar. At least it plays only over the end credits when you can easily escape it.
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simple-seranade · 2 years
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Reading David Copperfield in my APLit class, I have a lot of thoughts and I’m going to make them everyone’s problem
i’m only on chapter 24 so things could very well take a turn for the worst, but here’s my thoughts as they stand
• davy is such a bisexual disaster. mans literally calls steerforth handsome every chance he gets, and also loved little em’ly for years. hes precious and i want to protect him
• steerforth is so gay. the fruitiest of fruits. he’s prep, would totally play golf, and would 100% wear pink. i go to a conservative school (bleh) and even some of the people in my class agree with me on this one. he’s also a prick and i would absolutely punt him given the chance
• betsey trottwood is an absolute icon and girl boss, she’s my favorite character. absolutely iconic, just wants to keep donkeys off of her lawn and protect those she cares about. she takes in those society sees as useless outcasts and cares for them, and her and mr dick’s friendship is my favorite thing. AND THE WAY SHE CALLED CLARA “THE POOR BABY” EVERY TIME SHE REFERRED TO HER-
• also betsey and mr dick are both WLW|MLM solidarity as well as ace solidarity, i don’t make the rules
•the micawbers are the comfort heteros, they might have been meant to be annoying but i like them
• also also the whole arc with the murdstone’s gaslighting and manipulation of clara was just??? so well done??? like horrible tragic thing but it was really realistically written, gave me chills
yeah those are my haphazard collecting of thoughts, will update y’all as i continue reading
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m-a-salter · 2 years
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Peter Capaldi as Mr. Micawber in The Personal History of David Copperfield (2019): The Concertina
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Uriah Heep, trying to defend himself: All right, that's it! I've taken a lot of money in my time and sure, some of it wasn't technically "mine." In fact, most of it wasn't technically "mine." I've taken a bunch of Mr. Micawber's money, every single cent I could get my hands on.
Littimer, whispering: You're not helping your case.
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laughingblue12 · 10 months
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What in the Dickens?
Life is full of crazy characters with silly sounding names. Pumblechook and Magwitch, Miss Pross and Jerry Cruncher, Sydney Carton. Little Nell and Dick Swiveller. Uriah Heep and Mr. Murdstone. Bill Sykes. Little Dorrit, Pip, and Tiny Tim. Bob Cratchit, Mr. Ebenezer Scrooge, Peggotty, and Oliver Twist. Wilkins Micawber. Sydney Carton quote; “I would ask you to believe that he has a heart he…
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fuzzysparrow · 11 months
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Which classic novel begins "Whether I shall turn out to be the hero of my own life..."?
“Whether I shall turn out to be the hero of my own life, or whether that station will be held by anybody else, these pages must show” is the opening line of Charles Dickens’s 'David Copperfield' (1850). It was Dickens' eighth novel and is said to mirror his own life. To begin with, the protagonist's name has the same initials, although in reverse. His story follows a similar theme to Dickens’ boyhood penury to becoming a celebrated man of letters.
'David Copperfield' contains an eclectic mix of characters, including the housekeeper Peggotty, the debt-plagued Mr Micawber, the eccentric aunt Betsey Trotwood, the scatterbrained Mr Dick, and the sycophant Uriah Heep.
Dickens’ novel is one of great length, containing the story of the main character from birth to adulthood. The Penguin Classics edition contains 974 pages, some of which contain illustrations by Phiz, who produced images for most of Dickens’ works.
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mxcottonsocks · 5 months
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Mr Micawber: Copperfield! The friend of my youth!
David Copperfield: (just out of school)
Mr Micawber: (middle-aged)
Tommy Traddles: what the fuck...
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