Jungkook: Hyung, will the next one be posted tomorrow?
Rapmonster:Yeah most probably.
*Next day*
Bighit:Oh let's not wait too long lets surprise them.
*after uproar of second picture*
Bighit: let's do it again *evil smile*
I really be walking around my house singing Pale Pale Moon
What really gets to me is Stack promising Sammie that he could drive the car on the way back—which Sammie does—but no one could’ve ever imagined that he’d be driving back alone.
There’s also the moment at the beginning of the movie, when Smoke and Stack pick up Sammie from the church, and Stack promises their Uncle Jed that he and Smoke will get Sammie back to him in one piece—which they do, more or less.
Even though it’s Sammie who physically gets himself back home, he does, in fact, make it back in one piece—thanks to Smoke making Stack promise not to hurt Sammie and Stack agreeing to let Sammie live out the rest of his life.
It’s beautiful—yet bittersweet—how, even if Stack doesn’t realize it, all three of his promises regarding Sammie were honored in the end.
This film will forever break my heart. One of the best hitman and the child bits ever.
“Who the fuck are you? Why did you come all the way here for her?” “I’m her next-door neighbor.”
➴ January 23, 2025. ₊˚ෆ
While this is a transposition that has nothing to do with Seneca's entire statute, I firmly believe that Charlotte Wells's film is so multifaceted that it allows for opposing and complementary readings of its characters in equal measure.
────────────────────── ୨ৎ ─────────────────── The situations are pleasant, simplistic yet heartbreakingly human, with Calum's (Paul Mescal) tender witticisms and his father jokes concealing conflicts that slowly escalate into their reality. The film shows us, without much fuss or show, that time does not heal everything, that we are happiest in our memories because they sometimes fade for our sake. What are we but the pictures of our happy moments, or the silly dances in places where no one knew us? Aftersun is a subtle visual and narrative treatment of pain, but it does not completely erase it. Like time, the film navigates in our memories, in what we may have overlooked unintentionally or by force. We are Sophie in the past and in the present, sometimes also Calum, trying his best not to ruin the moment at the cost of our own peace.
It would be foolish to pretend that this coming-of-age film, full of emotional mirrors for the viewer, is a film of tissues and snot for the simple pleasure of appealing to our empathy.
Aftersun works on a micro level with vital elements such as nostalgia and loss in all its forms. Action, or the lack of it in the face of different situations, is also what makes Wells' work so special, for aren't we the ones who deform past events to the point of unconsciously changing them? the ones who miss not having noticed things we couldn't intervene in? The powerlessness of an isolated space like the present of the past, Sophie's position as a child not allowed to help her father, and Calum's willingness to keep everything to himself in order to make her happy.
The intimacy of the film goes beyond the superficial analysis of its subject, because visually it feels alive, with a pastel, almost dreamlike texture, and a camera that allows the characters to exist in silence, to be more than their careful dialogue. The lighting plays an important role in the expression of the characters' minds, like the clue that is removed by the first experience, which, from a spectator's point of view (like Sophie's), makes all the sense in the world. His narrative does not replace the aesthetic, but accompanies it, without in any way overlapping it.
One hour and forty-two minutes condense weeks of experience, years of pain and the innocence of two characters who are nothing more than ghosts to us and to themselves, and all that time is not enough to heal the emptiness Aftersun leaves in its viewers or to dry the escapist tears of those who say they never cry at the cinema. It's a film to live and relive, because your own memories will be there, and it will look more beautiful with every viewing, even if it hurts.
-ˋˏ philocalistherzˎˊ
Tony Leung and his slutty little mustache in the short film, In The Mood For Love 2001 by the master, Wong Kar Wai.
All of these new pictures are gorgeous💕
*in yoonjin's room*
Jin: What do I see when I look into the mirror?
Yoongi: Oh no not again.
Jin: My beautiful reflec-Jin. *windshield laughter*
Yoongi: Fucking kill me already.
This drama is so unique in it's storytelling. I'm watching it with my mom and I told her that I love how the pacing isn't in any order whatsoever. It feels natural, almost like being told by memory. And memories aren't always in chronological order.
It reminds me of sitting with my grandma in the garden, asking her stories about her childhood, starting from when she was a little girl to when she had my mom and my uncles, to her own siblings, then to her marriage. It leaves me with the same fluttery feelings, all warm and joyful. Yet the drama also offers so many perspective about life, about how people become when they grow up. As kids, we had big dreams and even bigger ambitions, but then as adults, we just try to do our best. Sometimes we fail but we try to make do and give ourselves a little bit of grace. Because this is our first life, everything is a first time.
The episodes just wreck me every. single. time. I don't think there's ever been an episode where I didn't cry. So many of it is just being grateful to my parents. I know I'm luckier than most, and I know that sometimes I'm a brat who doesn't appreciate it enough. But I know that nobody else would love me as much as they do and no amount of gratitude would ever surpass everything they did for me. Oh my God this is turning out to be so sappy. But I think that's exactly what the drama wants us to realize, that life goes on and always goes on. Don't have too many regrets. Tell your parents you love them. Find a partner who would treat you right, who would be your ally and your friend, someone you'd want by your side even if the whole world comes crashing down. And love yourself deeply(!!). When you do all this, everything just follows.
Needless to say I love this drama. I believe it's one of those that'll stick with me for a very long time.
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