idk about you but recently i’ve been enjoying the slow rise of very particular “food themed” genre of cinema(?)(idk how else to describe it) where food must go on par with some sort of psychological thriller; bonus points if creators manage make it funny or weird, or both. main examples are The Menu (2022), The Bear (2022- ) and Drops of God (2023- )
and of course there is also subcategory devoted to cannibalism: Yellowjackets (2021-), Gannibal (2022) and upcoming tv-series The Horror of Dolores Roach (2023)
reblog and make a wish! this was removed from tumbrl due to “violating one or more of Tumblr’s Community Guidelines”, but since my wish came true the first time, I’m putting it back. :)
today feeling like Emily Dickinson (have a thunderstorm inside your head, poison in the veins, dancing with a death, adore your weirdness, being a genius)
This is the most real letterboxd review I have ever made. Can’t wait for the movie to come out so people will see the vision 🙏🙏🙏
Nikita Gill, from Your Heart is the Sea: Poems; "The Difference Between Alone and Lonely,"
(Aka: A Devotional Act)
Bite and rip and tear, stain my lips and hands and hair, burst and bleed inside my bite, rubies torn from fleshy white. The energy a heartbeat in my hands, a feat of violence on an effigy to hold my hate and envy as I Rage, Rage, Rage. A heart--at least, a substitute-- pulses weak as I consume. Plucked, like I have claws, or a swathe gone to my jaws: the seeds sting my tongue. I have no mercy. I'm not done, I Rage, Rage, Rage, Until my hands drip with the slaughter, and my chin is crimson-covered, my counter strewn with carnage: Until I sate the rage.
Because I could not stop for Death – He kindly stopped for me – The Carriage held but just Ourselves – And Immortality.
DICKINSON | 1.01
WERE ANY OF YOU GOING TO TELL ME THERE WAS SUPPOSED TO BE A PHYSICAL REACTION TO HOT PEOPLE??? LIKE HEARTRATE RISES AND ALL THAT. THAT’S REAL??