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Dead Poets Society (1989) dir. Peter Weir

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Downfall of Greek and Trojan Men: HELEN OF SPARTA a.k.a. HELEN OF TROY

Good Will Hunting (1997)

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Watching Good Morning Vietnam. Been a long time since I saw this.


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Originally posted by highonfilms

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idk if this is a weird thing to say but i’ve always felt so connected to robin williams. like i see that man as a family member. we have the exact same personality type, a n d he passed away on my birthday. i truly adore everything about that man

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“ It’s not your fault.”

Good Will Hunting is one of my all time favorite movies, and for good reason. I remember giving a speech on this movie for my Psychology course, and as I broke it apart piece by piece it became even more apparent to me how truly heartbreaking this film is.

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Originally posted by e-lysium

John Keating: O Captain, my Captain. Who knows where that comes from? Anybody? Not a clue? It’s from a poem by Walt Whitman about Mr. Abraham Lincoln. Now, in this class you can either call me Mr. Keating or, if you’re slightly more daring, O Captain, my Captain.

John Keating: I was the intellectual equivalent of a 98-pound weakling. I would go to the beach and people would kick copies of Byron in my face.

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Originally posted by mizworldofrandom

The above gif is misquoting a bit here. It annoys me, so I’m providing the proper quote:

John Keating: Because we are food for worms, lads. Because, believe it or not, each and every one of us in this room is one day going to stop breathing, turn cold, and die.

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[after hearing “The Introduction to Poetry”]
John Keating: Excrement! That’s what I think of Mr. J. Evans Pritchard. We’re not laying pipe! We’re talking about poetry. How can you describe poetry like American Bandstand? “I like Byron, I give him a 42 but I can’t dance to it!”

John Keating: This is a battle, a war, and the casualties could be your hearts and souls.

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Originally posted by andysambrg

John Keating: We read and write poetry because we are members of the human race. And the human race is filled with passion. And medicine, law, business, engineering; these are noble pursuits and necessary to sustain life.

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Originally posted by andromachqe

John Keating: Beauty. Romance. Love. These are what we stay alive for. To quote from Whitman, “Oh me! Oh life! of the questions of these recurring, Of the endless trains of the faithless, of cities fill’d with the foolish … What good amid these, O me, O life? Answer. That you are here – that life exists and identity, That the powerful play goes on, and you may contribute a verse.” That the powerful play goes on and you may contribute a verse. What will your verse be?

McAllister: "Show me the heart unfettered by foolish dreams and I’ll show you a happy man.”
John Keating: “But only in their dreams can men be truly free. ‘Twas always thus, and always thus will be.”
McAllister: Tennyson?
John Keating: No. Keating.

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Originally posted by dearerato

John Keating: Language was developed for one endeavor, and that is… Mr. Anderson? Come on, are you a man or an amoeba?
[Todd stays silent]
John Keating: Mr. Perry?
Neil Perry: To communicate.
John Keating: No! To woo women!

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Todd Anderson: YAWP!
John Keating:  There it is! You see, you have a barbarian in you after all! Now, you don’t get away that easy. There’s a picture of Uncle Walt up there. What does he remind you of? Don’t think, answer. Go on.
Todd Anderson:  A m-m-m-madman.
John Keating: What kind of madman? Don’t think about it! Just answer again.
Todd Anderson: A cr-crazy madman.
John Keating: No, you can do better than that. Free up your mind. Use your imagination! Say the first thing that pops into your head, even if it’s total gibberish. Go on, go on!
Todd Anderson:  A-a-a sweaty-toothed madman.
John Keating: Good God, boy, there’s a poet in you after all! There. Close your eyes. Close your eyes! Close 'em! Now, describe what you see.

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Originally posted by lagerthavalkyrie

Todd Anderson: Uh, I-I close my eyes.
John Keating: Yes.
Todd Anderson: Uh, and this image floats beside me.
John Keating: A sweaty-toothed madman.
Todd Anderson: A sweaty-toothed madman with a stare that pounds my brain.
John Keating: Oh, that’s excellent! Now, give him action; make him do something!
Todd Anderson: H-His hands reach out and choke me.
John Keating: That’s it! Wonderful, wonderful!
Todd Anderson: And all the time he’s mumbling.
John Keating: What’s he mumbling?
Todd Anderson: Mumbling truth.
John Keating: Yeah, yes.
Todd Anderson: Truth like-like a blanket that always leaves your feet cold.
John Keating: [some of the class start to laugh; Todd opens his eyes, Keating blocks them to get him to close them again] Forget them! Forget them! Stay with the blanket. Tell me about that blanket!
Todd Anderson: Y-Y-You push it, stretch it, it’ll never be enough. You kick at it, beat it, it’ll never cover any of us. From the moment we enter crying t-to the moment we leave dying, it’ll just cover your face as you wail and cry and scream.
[Todd opens his eyes, there’s a long pause, then the class applauds]
John Keating: Don’t you forget this.

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Originally posted by mizworldofrandom

John Keating:  Even though others may think them odd or unpopular; even though the herd may go,
[imitating a goat]
John Keating: “That’s ba-a-a-a-ad.” Robert Frost said, “Two roads diverged in the wood and I, I took the one less traveled by, and that has made all the difference.”

Neil Perry: [finds Todd sitting alone on the roof] Hey!
Todd Anderson: Hey.
Neil Perry: What’s going on?
Todd Anderson: Nothin’. Today’s my birthday.
Neil Perry: Is today your birthday? Happy birthday!
Todd Anderson: Thanks.
Neil Perry: What’d you get?
Todd Anderson: [indicating the desk set lying beside him] My parents gave me this.
Neil Perry: Isn’t this the same desk set…
Todd Anderson: Yeah. Yeah, they gave me the same thing as last year.
Neil Perry: Oh.
Todd Anderson: Oh.
Neil Perry: [laughing] Maybe they thought you needed another one.
Todd Anderson: [laughing] Maybe they weren’t thinking about anything at all. The funny thing about this is, I-I didn’t even like it the first time.
Neil Perry: Todd, I think you’re underestimating the value of this desk set.
[picks it up]
Neil Perry: I mean, who would want a football or a baseball or…
Todd Anderson: Or a car.
Neil Perry: Or a car, if they could have a desk set as wonderful as this one? I mean, if-if I were ever going to buy a desk set twice –
[both boys chuckle]
Neil Perry: – I would probably buy this one. Both times! In fact, its shape is… it’s rather aerodynamic, isn’t it?
[walks to the edge of the roof]
Neil Perry: You can feel it. This desk set wants to fly!
[hands it to Todd]
Neil Perry: Todd? The world’s first unmanned flying desk set.
[Todd throws it off the roof, giving a yell (or a yawp!) - papers fly everywhere and things crash and clatter to the ground while the boys laugh]
Neil Perry: Oh my! Well, I wouldn’t worry. You’ll get another one next year.

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Charlie Dalton: [answering disconnected phone] Welton Academy, hello. Yes, he is. Just a moment. Mr. Nolan, it’s for you. It’s God. 

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Originally posted by ellieelemina

John Keating: There’s a time for daring and there’s a time for caution, and a wise man understands which is called for.

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Originally posted by tmhnks

John Keating: Phone call from God. If it had been collect, that would have been daring.

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The above is also not what is said in the film. “Tell me what you feel!” is the actual line.

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Originally posted by tmhnks

*didn’t put us *up* to anything - these gifs misquoting are killing me.

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ESE: 120/100

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+5 for young Ethan Hawke
+10 for Robin Williams
+4 for the alternative four pillars: Travesty. Horror. Decadence. Excrement.
+5 for Kurtwood Smith
-10 for Neil’s father, Mr. Perry
+5 for Keating walking straight out of the classroom on day 1
+5 for Carpe Diem
+5 for Keating instructing the boys to rip the shitty introduction to poetry out of the book
+2 for Keating’s whistling
-5 for Cameron being a little wussy boy
+2 for “rude squeak”
+2 for sneaking out to read poetry
+10 for the centerfold with poem written on the back
+10 for the Congo creeping through the black, cutting through the forest with the golden track
-10 for calling Todd out in front of the class
+5 for the bed chase that finally gets Todd involved
+5 for Neil getting the part of Puck in Midsummer Night’s Dream
-10 for students like Hopkins
+15 for Keating helping Todd to find his voice
+5 for saxophone
-10 for the same desk set
-5 for bringing the two girls to the DPS meeting
-5 for kissing the forehead of a girl you barely know while she’s asleep
-10 for the over-reaction of Chet
-10 for corporal punishment
+10 for “Nuwanda” not breaking
-10 for Neil’s super-unreasonable father
+15 for Keating’s advice to Neil
-5 for Knox’s persistence
-5 for Neil lying to Keating about talking to his father
+10 for Neil’s performance as Puck
+5 for the amount of praise Neil receives for his performance
+10 for Keating’s concern
-10 for suicide aftermath
-15 for Cameron being a fucking fink
+20 for Nuwanda (Charlie) punching Cameron in his stupid face
-10 for the school using Keating as a scapegoat
+20 for Todd’s show of appreciation and those who joined in solidarity on their desks
+10 for Hopkins joining and standing on his desk, too

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this is a ‘blond kid from dead poets society’ appreciation post

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our own weird little worlds.

Good Will Hunting (1997)

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“I thought the idea of education was to learn to think for yourself.” — Mr. John Keating


Dead Poets Society (1989)

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people finding dead poets society in the year 2021 because they’re exhausting their backlog of films and need something “new” to watch then simultaneously falling in love with it and never wanting to watch it again for fear of the collapse of your fragile emotional state every single time you gaze upon neil perry’s face -

how are you?

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