pov: you’re going through all the stages of grief as you come to terms with your friend stabbing his mom and the history you’ve written comes to life
A interesting thing I don’t think many people picked up on is how smoking is treated in the films and how that’s changed in the past 40 or so years. In raiders we see Marion and assorted characters smoke and it’s treated as a cassual thing. Then by dial only Voller smokes. Bad guys smoke, good guys don’t smoke. This is probably because we’re in the midst of a anti-smoke age (vaping is so much worse but I digress) and can’t have that in a movie.
Which is funny because it’s a period film. Smoking was EVERYWHERE until maybe the past ten years, it was a  innocuous activity. I think that’s why a lot of period films set even as near as the 80s feel wrong? As they go out of their way to omit something so normal to the time period
Eventually as pickups get bigger & more lifted, theyll be able to drive over a child without the kid even touching the undercarriage - completely safe, rendering the truck domesticated. This is called the negation of the negation
I’ve posted this before but it astounds me how I can make it very clear I’m nearly exclusively into butches/studs/mascs and YET cis straight women who look like they just walked out of a Mormon church service and are about to resume their tradwife vlogging will still act like I’m about to ask if I can eat them out.
Me: I’m a femme4butch dyke. I like butch/stud dykes only. If I can’t tell you’re a dyke from a mile away I’m not interested. I prefer them chubby or with muscles at that, or really any build other than skinny.
Cishet women: Just don’t get a crush on me, alright? Ugh.
