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riderandspider · 3 months
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milesidkso · 8 days
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Totally 🔥
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filmicgreyscale · 6 months
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Conrad Veidt, Red Skelton, Ann Rutherford, Virginia Grey, and Rags Ragland in Whistling in the Dark (1941)
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dk-thrive · 18 days
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It means that you can summon me back to your mind even though countless years and miles may stand between us.
“When you remember me, it means that you have carried something of who I am with you, that I have left some mark of who I am on who you are. It means that you can summon me back to your mind even though countless years and miles may stand between us. It means that if we meet again, you will know me. It means that even after I die, you can still see my face and hear my voice and speak to me in your heart. For as long as you remember me, I am never entirely lost. When I'm feeling most ghost-like, it is your remembering me that helps remind me that I actually exist. When I'm feeling sad, it's my consolation. When I'm feeling happy, it's part of why I feel that way. If you forget me, one of the ways I remember who I am will be gone. If you forget, part of who I am will be gone.” 
— Frederick Buechner, “Whistling in the Dark: A Doubter's Dictionary” (HarperOne; May 21, 1993) (via Alive on All Channels)
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booknerd693 · 1 month
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i dont have the s/i reference quite yet but for now take a moodboard for filbee grinsss
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conrad veidt being a comedy king for 36 seconds (from Whistling in the Dark, 1941)
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thevoidscreamer · 4 months
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Sulu on Death: Analysis of Boimler's Grief Quest in Lower Decks S3 Ep8
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LOWER DECKS SEASON THREE EPISODE 8 SPOILERS
Just got to the episode of Lower Decks with Sulu's speech about death. Was absolutely balling because it was a beautiful sentiment and because I just lost someone I loved about a week ago.
"The randomness of death is merely a reflection of the unexpected joys we find in life." - Cpt. Hikaru Sulu (UFP, ret.)
Brad Boimler's clone's death coincides with his increasing recklessness (that "Bold Boimler" mentality). It's likely that this episode marks a metaphorical death of the self. He is growing into his new countenance, and since the more adventurous, idealized version of himself has died, he will likely try to rise and take their place. In order to do so, he needs to lose a certain aspect of his innocence -- this episode did that for him.
It seems like this episode embodies something like a mental shift for him. He's moving away from the extremes of both ultra-caution (Boimler S1-2) and unrealistic idealism (S3), instead settling somewhere in the middle, where he accepts death as a possibility but chooses to live life to the fullest. Ultimately, this is the balance this character needs to achieve his goals of ranking up. Boimler's quest to find meaning in death after his clone's statistically rare but ultimately unexciting demise is a beautiful and poignant representation of the avoidance/denial and bargaining stages of grief many bereaved endure. It's especially characteristic of those who have experienced a sudden loss.
Death often feels pointless, and that's because it is. For humans and many other creatures, life happens, and, naturally, death follows. But when confronted with this fact, especially in a deeply personal or tragic way, such as the sudden and senseless loss of a loved one, there can be a tendency to seek out a deeper meaning in all of it. We seek out the comforts of mysticism, religion, cults, and mediums, or we decide to make our lives as extreme or impactful on the world as possible, so that there's something left of us on Earth when we die. It's easy to feel that if death is meaningless, then so is our life.
Boimler takes Sulu's words to mean that the fear of death can hinder our enjoyment in life, so don't worry about it and just be happy --and I think that he's partially correct here. But I think Boimler is still missing a piece. It's not just that you can enjoy life in spite of the inevitability of death, it's that even though nothing means anything in the grand scheme of things, your experience of your life is valuable. And it should be a pleasurable one.
I think Sulu means that, when it comes to life and death, there is no deeper meaning -- but that doesn't make life any less worth living. The joys are random, because life is chaotic and pointless. Death is a reflection of those little joys because it reminds us to cherish them while we can -- because it, too, is random and senseless.
When I tell people I'm an optimistic nihilist, it's common for them to laugh because they think that's an oxymoron. But it's really, really simple, and Sulu's words reflect my exact sentiment. It's all random and senseless -- savor the beautiful, fleeting moments of joy before they end, because eventually (and randomly) you will end, too. Life and death, random joys and random sorrows, they're just two sides of the same coin.
I hope we get to see Boimler's fuller realization of this beautiful dichotomy of death and life later on in the series.
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technicolorfamiliar · 4 months
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Technicolor Familiar Watches Too Many Conrad Veidt Movies Part 4 of ?
Part 1 // Part 2 // Part 3
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The Wandering Jew, 1933 Dir. Maurice Elvey ⭐2.5/5 Watched Nov 30, Youtube Maybe it was my mood, maybe my expectations were too high, maybe it was the poor quality of the version I watched on Youtube, but I kept waiting for this movie to get better. It sort of did, eventually. The whole last act, especially Mathathias' powerful monologue during the courtroom/Inquisition scene, almost made up for the rest. I get what they were going for style-wise, but I think this kind of epic, mythical story could have benefited from some more grounded writing and performances. Either that or it should have gone harder in the other direction to be more impressionistic, more dreamlike. In the end I feel like it didn’t know what kind of movie it wanted to be.
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Casablanca, 1942 Dir. Michael Curtiz ⭐4/5 Watched Dec 2, Max The balls they had to make this movie in 1942. I think the first time I saw this a few years ago I must not have been paying very close attention. This time around I definitely appreciated the whole thing a lot more. The cast, the production design, the lighting, the atmosphere are all pitch perfect. Why not 5 stars then? Maybe because I'm greedy and I want more. This is the only film on this list so far that I wouldn't mind being longer. I want to get to know all the supporting and side characters more. It's nice to see Connie with an ensemble of other excellent actors for a change. It really let him off the hook to be purely unlikeable and not have to carry the movie. As Strasser, he's ice cold with only the slightest trace of camp (which was much more pronounced in the previous year's All Through the Night). He played a lot of villains and unfortunately was typecast in these kinds of roles late in his career, but I think he finally got to showcase here his fervent contempt for the Nazis by playing this utterly icky guy with zero redeeming qualities. He understood the assignment.
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Whistling in the Dark, 1941 Dir. S. Sylvan Simon ⭐2.75/5 Watched Dec 3, Archive.org This makes All Through the Night look like auteur cinema. But once again Connie sells it by being totally deadpan amongst all the slapstick tomfoolery. Love to see him with a bunch of underlings, especially at the beginning as they hatch their plan. It's clear he's having a lot of fun with his line delivery. Kind of wish there was more cult/con artist stuff for him to do, but the premise is enjoyable in an absurd way. I love the two ladies, Ann Rutherford and Virginia Grey; they sort of make up for how obnoxious Red Skeleton is. Most of the bits go on far too long though. My main take away from this movie is that I'll now be leaving every future interaction saying, "We part in radiant contentment."
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Der Gang in die Nacht, 1921 Dir. F. W. Murnau ⭐2.5/5 Watched Dec 10, Archive.org It's been a minute since my last foray into silent Connie, so I wanted to watch Kreuzzug des Weibes which recently surfaced on Youtube only to have since mysteriously disappeared. Figures. So I watched this instead. A lot of these movies, silents and talkies, have rushed and disjointed endings and this is no exception. The restoration of the version on Archive is amazing, the quality is just beautiful. But I had a hard time connecting with this one, and I don't think it has anything to do with the expressionistic performances. I feel like they were maybe trying to say something about science vs art, while also throwing in messages about infidelity, etc. I don't know what I wanted, but this wasn't it. But I can't complain too much, Connie's romantic anguish is a thrill to watch. When he wakes up after recovering from surgery, his intensity is something else. It's crazy how palpable his performances are across so many years.
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King of the Damned, 1935 Dir. Walter Forde ⭐3.5/5 Watched Dec 11, Archive.org This is only 3.5 because of the absolutely god awful quality of the version that's on Archive -- it's like someone did 18 shots of jäger, picked up a camcorder and recorded a bootleg of the movie on tv. It made me kind of seasick. Probably the worst copy of any of these movies I've seen so far. And that really sucks because I actually really liked the movie. It's surprisingly progressive in a way I wasn't expecting. The conversation it's trying to start about prison reform is still really relevant. And we get wet, sweaty, grimy shirtless Connie gently caressing other men in the jungle. I wish we had learned his name at the end, once the revolt was successful and the prisoners had control of the island, it would have been really satisfying for him to reclaim his identity again. But I also completely understand that it needed to not be about him, that he was committed to serving and advocating for the collective. Ugh, love it.
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to2llynottoby · 6 months
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A man came up to me and said "I'd like to change your mind By hitting it with a rock, " he said, "Though I am not unkind."
They Might Be Giants - Whistling in the Dark
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zootndingo · 6 months
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That feeling when, you’re in a group of new acquaintances, and you sprinkle little references into the conversation, like Clues™️, and someone picks them up and suddenly sees you. Can we put that feeling in a pill?
Asking for me.
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riderandspider · 3 months
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eviltmbg · 2 years
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evil tmbg whistling in the light >:)
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dbaydenny · 2 years
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Whistling in the dark
will not save you, small comfort
from favorite tunes
are thin blankets for cold nights
when a blizzard fills the sky.
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D W Eldred
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soviet-space-ace · 1 year
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As a wise man once said, there’s only one thing that I know how to do well, and I’ve often been told that you only can do what you know hot to do well, and that’s be you, be what you’re like, be like yourself.
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books-like · 2 years
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Whistling in the Dark by Tamara Allen
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Plot (spoiler-free)
New York City, 1919
His career as a concert pianist ended by a war injury, Sutton Albright returns to college, only to be expelled after a scandalous affair with a teacher. Unable to face his family, Sutton heads to Manhattan with no plans and little money in his pocket but with a desire to call his life his own.
Jack Bailey lost his parents to influenza and now hopes to save the family novelty shop by advertising on the radio, a medium barely more than a novelty, itself. His nights are spent in a careless and debauched romp through the gayer sections of Manhattan.
When these two men cross paths, despite a world of differences separating them, their attraction cannot be denied. Sutton finds himself drawn to the piano, playing for Jack. But can his music heal them both, or will sudden prosperity jeopardize their chance at love?
Ship/fandom
Captain America: The First Avenger and Stucky, also known as Steve Rogers and Bucky Barnes
Sutton (Steve) is an artistic, fair-haired, ex-soldier who has problems with his health and is very gay for Jack (Bucky). Jack not only share initals with James Buchanan, he is also a working class New York boy who is charming, socially gregarious and very gay for Sutton.
Disclaimer: I've not spoken to the author or read any confirmation that this started off as Stucky fic… although please just look at that cover and tell me different...
Links
Don't buy books on Amazon! Instead get it from a bookstore, Kobo or from your local library.
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