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Unknown / 1990

Unknown / 1990

Various poster designs for films: DAISIES (1966, dir. Věra Chytilová), MAGNOLIA (1999, dir. Paul Thomas Anderson), DERSU UZALA (1975, dir. Akira Kurosawa), GIVE HER THE MOON (1970, dir. Philippe de Broca), GUMMO (1997, dir. Harmony Korine), MEAN STREETS (1973, dir. Martin Scorsese), THE ARISTOCATS (1970, dir. Wolfgang Reitherman) and NORTH BY NORTHWEST (1959, dir. Alfred Hitchcock).

The Taste of Tea (茶の味) 2004

the tortured poets department aesthetic 𓏲 ࣪₊♡𓂃

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i knew from a young age i was weird and off putting and unlovable

We went down the rabbit hole with French author duo Boileau-Narcejac.

Never heard of them? Mon dieu! 😱 But you've heard of Vertigo, Hitchcock's famous movie .. right?

Well, that's based on a story by Boileau-Narcejac. So we re-watched Vertigo (1958). Great stuff. And old Hitch actually stuck pretty closely to the novel's storyline. B&N's trademark was a tight meshing of psychology (obsession and delusion in particular) with hard-boiled crime fiction, with just a soupçon of horror for a truly fiendish blend.

After that we naturellement had to watch the other great adaptation of a Boileau-Narcejac novel: Les Diaboliques (1955)!

None of the English title translations ever seem to quite hit that spot (Fiends comes closest), so Diabolique or Les Diaboliques it stays.

We spent hours the next day dissecting the movie. You can watch it as a straight-up thriller - or you can absorb everything Clouzot shows us. Starting with the very early shot of an old Citroen van driving through a puddle, focus on the tire flattening a child's folded paper boat into the mud.

There are many scenes about life in the boarding school, including the dopey misfits that pass for teaching staff. You may think that this is all extra baggage - but once you've reached the ending (what an ending!), wind back and consider how tightly each little 'flavour' scene helps underpin and enrich the story's driving force.

A note about the actors. Simone Signoret (on right) is always rightly acclaimed for her role. But to me, the actor who is the heart (literally - she has a serious heart condition) of this tragic tale is Véra Clouzot, the wife of director Clouzot.

Véra Clouzot starred in 3 of her husband's movies. She died young - aged 46 - in 1960, from a heart attack.

Her portrayal as the girlish, deeply religious wife of her schoolmaster husband is nothing short of revelatory.

A side note: Charles Vanel Plays the bumbling, retired police detective who reportedly served as the inspiration for Columbo. https://www.rogerebert.com/reviews/diabolique-1995

Les Diaboliques is available on YouTube in a quality transfer with closed caption English subtitles.

you ever hear a new song and immediately go “oooh the fake scenarios in my head are gonna love this”

Fiona Apple // photo: Joshua Kessler 1997

Fiona Apple: Tidal (1996)

On December 20, 2012 Vertigo was re-released in Portugal.

Kim Novak during the filming of ‘Vertigo’ (1958).

currently losing the idgaf wars

More Rumours outtakes by photographer Herbert Worthington, 1977.

reminder: romanticizing your mental illness doesn’t make it any less of an illness. there’s nothing cute about suffering. there’s nothing cute about rotting. there’s nothing cute about starving yourself. there’s nothing cute about self destruction. there’s nothing cute about self isolation. it’s not cute. it’s not pretty. it’s not your “girl interrupted” fantasy. voicing your own mental health struggles is a lot different from some of the encouragement and endorsement that i see here on tumblr. i say this as someone who struggles with depression, anxiety, and a former eating disorder. we should be uplifting each other, not promoting serious psychological disorders that have the means to cause serious harm. there’s toxicity in this community, which i want no part of, and it needs to be addressed.

- signed a psychology undergrad

actually that era of mental health recovery where u think of mitski and fiona apple and aren’t like “omg sad girl music” but see mature grown women who’s since reflected on past experiences and have processed them and that trying to make an attempt to feel what you are feeling instead of repressing it and pretending everything is fine is much more beneficial to u. and that such self reflection as they have made is also possible for u and u do not do be deeply suffering to make beautiful art.

ur twenties is just reciting "life is tough but i am tougher" 500 times a day. sometimes thru tears

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I think an under-discussed component of "Twink Death" is that whatever allowance we are awarded to express femininity and androgyny is tied to youth. It can be charming in a "boyish" way, but it's a phase we're supposed to grow out of when we reach a certain age and revert to the generic category of men. Are many afraid to age because we live in a youth-obsessed culture and want to remain fuckable? Well yes, but I see a real fear that suddenly our gender expression will be seen as embarrassing or perverted. It's also of course fucked up that gender expression should be tied to body type to begin with!

faggot is a beautiful name for a dyke

cat purrs are so funny they’re like hello i need everyone to know. that i am cozy

today i must be a recovering passive-aggressive personality. how can people sit on a train and not notice each other? how can people resist the urge to connect somehow? not compulsively, totally without tact or genility but sometimes strangers do recognize each other. of course, i'm talking about young females. not to fuck or to fuck with but maybe just to satisfy curiosity ... or maybe my hormones are still working overtime, just like my beautiful filthy mind, and i seek some very light entertainment. can people feel my eyes on them as i do theirs on me? do we all know that we're here in this social prison system? why aren't we prepared to have more fun being human beings? will women ever outgrow the scars inflicted upon them by a world ruled by men? must my fantasies be stuck working overtime? living in the abstract is a cancer and a hell, my love, and the leveling of a heated daydream to the edicts of blessed reality is a sad and necessary execution to witness ... the beheading of a tortured blond haired boy-child. and all of the garbage that was stuffed in his skull is now carried to the pyre to burn and add to the stench of all the other little deaths caused by the impotence of his judgement throughout his life. his overgrown life raised by a spank-wielding kissing machine. my hair looks like shit and I'm feeling embarrassed and ugly all around.

Fiona Apple // photo: Jason Nocito for Nylon magazine, 2005

monica vitti, photo angelo frontoni, 1969 @ pleasurephoto

having an eating disorder is so fuckign cringe

i don't even trust men and I'm like "men ain't shit" but everytime i talk to a man who could be into me, deep inside, i really just want to starve myself until I have a body worth loving

this fucking sucks

asexual nicki minaj moodboard

went for a walk and this is where my phone died and i had to walk 40 minutes back home without being able to take pictures