Adobe is going to spy on your projects. This is insane.
Benedick: Well, if you're not at least a little bit gay for your friends, then what kind of friend are you?
Benedick: Hey Beatrice, can you give me the opposite of these words?
Benedick: Always, Coming, From, Take, Me, Down.
Beatrice: Never, Going, To, Give, You-
Beatrice: The fucking satisfaction.
Benedick, very tired: Can I sleep in your bed?
Beatrice: *half asleep* Benedick, this is a queen-sized bed. That means it’s for *gestures vaguely to themself* the Queen.
Benedick: *venting endlessly to Beatrice about their week*
Beatrice, every once in a while: *in a monotone* Wow, that is so wild.
Benedick: Beatrice, can I ask you a question?
Beatrice: You just did.
Benedick: Okay, can I ask you two questions?
Beatrice: You just did.
Benedick, frustrated: OKAY, CAN I ASK YOU FOUR QUESTIONS?!
Beatrice: You just did.
Benedick: When?!
Beatrice: Just now.
Beatrice, to Benedick: I'll be under the mistletoe when you start feeling desperate!
Benedick: Valentines Day? I'm ready. *Sprays an entire can of AXE body spray on themselves*
Benedick: Tommorrow's garbage day.
Beatrice: I can't believe they made a whole day dedicated to you.
Beatrice: I love the term 'partners'. Are we dating? Are we robbing a bank? Are we the dedicated detectives who investigate these vicious felonies and are members of an elite squad known as the special victims unit? Who knows.
Benedick: We have a problem.
Beatrice: No, YOU have a problem. I have an idiot who keeps making them.
Benedick: So... what would you do if you were in bed with me?
Beatrice: Depends. Is your bed comfortable?
Benedick: Yes.
Beatrice: I'd sleep.
Benedick: I left instructions for everyone while I'm gone.
Beatrice: Mine just says "Beatrice no."
Benedick: I want you to apply it to every possible situation.
Beatrice: I want to kiss you.
Benedick, not paying attention: What?
Beatrice: I said if you die, I wont miss you.
Beatrice: A fistfight CAN be romantic.
Beatrice: I've met a lot of pricks in my time, but you, Benedick, are a fucking cactus.
Benedick: You know, when I first met you I thought you were a real bitch.
Beatrice: What changed your mind?
Benedick: Oh, I still think you're a bitch. I've just grown to like that about you.
Benedick: I’m in love with you.
Beatrice: We called off the prank war last night at midnight, dork.
Benedick: I know.
Beatrice: Ah. Okay. Um. Cool. Neat. Very cool. Cool. Cool. Coolcoolcool-
Benedick: Even Beatrice and I have been getting closer. The other day, they gave me half of their sandwich.
Beatrice: I mistook them for a garbage can.
Leonato/Don Pedro: Woah dude, premarital handholding? That’s just not cool or groovy.
Beatrice : Of course I have a lot of pent-up rage, you fool! I've been the same height since I was twelve!
Beatrice/ Benedick: Not to be nsfw but I want someone to hold me while I sleep.
Beatrice : If karma doesn't hit you, I fucking will.
Don John: If I can't cause tiny bits of chaos every day, I think my body will shut down.
Beatrice : I love sarcasm! It’s like punching people in the face, but with words!
Benedick : My heart is guarded but like… very poorly. The kind of guards that would let 3 kids in a trench coat into an R rated movie.
Beatrice : I'm not funny, I'm just really mean and people think I'm joking.
Benedick , at Hero’s funeral: I need a moment with them.
Everyone: Of course. *They leave*
Benedick , leaning over Hero′s coffin: Okay, listen here you little shit. I know you’re not dead.
Hero : Yeah, no shit.
Beatrice , to Benedick : How do you tell someone politely you want to hit them with a brick?
Beatrice : If I may interject...
Benedick : Oh, awesome, Beatrice was eavesdropping.
Benedick: Can I bother you for a second?
Beatrice: You're always bothering me, but go ahead.
Beatrice: Hey, Benedick? I need advice.
Benedick: I’m pretty useless at giving advice. Can I interest you in a sarcastic comment instead?
Beatrice: My hands are cold.
Benedick: Here, let me hold them.
Beatrice: My lips are cold too.
Benedick: *covers Beatrice's mouth with their hand*
Beatrice : I have very high standards, you know.
Benedick : I can make spaghetti...
Beatrice : Oh no! You're meeting all my standards!
Benedick : *on the phone* Hey Beatrice , do you know my blood type?
Beatrice : Of course, it's B negative.
Benedick : Oh, I guessed wrong. Excuse me, nurse-!
*Benedick and Beatrice are in Paris.*
Benedick : I'm...moved. I...I don't know what it is I'm feeling right now. I feel...destiny?
Beatrice : But...
Benedick : I don't know what it is. I feel like... I just never thought I'd see it with my own two eyes. And here it is. It's just there. It's right in front of me, and...
Beatrice : This is what you wanted to see? The bridge from Inception?
Benedick : Yeah.
Beatrice : But the Eiffel Tower is behind us, babe.
Benedick : Yeah, but this is the bridge FROM INCEPTION.
Beatrice : Okay, alright.
Benedick : Wait you like me? For my personality?
Beatrice : I know, I was surprised too.
Benedick , looking over Beatrice ’s shoulder: You can draw?
Beatrice , stopping what they were doing: You can speak?
Beatrice : BEHOLD, the field in which I grow my fucks! Lay thine eyes upon it, and thou shalt see that it is barren!
Benedick : Can I ask a dumb question?
Beatrice : Better than anyone I know.
Benedick : What are you eating?
Beatrice : You wouldn't like it, it's really salty.
Benedick : I like you, don't I?
Beatrice : I can’t believe all these people are wearing black. black is supposed to be my thing, they’re all just posers.
Benedick : Beatrice, for the last time, we’re at a funeral.
Beatrice, to Benedick: Are you peanuts? Because I want to boil you alive.
Benedick : Guess what I'm about to get!
Beatrice : On my nerves.
Beatrice : What are you doing here?
Benedick : I could ask you the same question.
Beatrice : I live here. This is my house.
Benedick : I should probably ask you a different question.
Benedick : I am so cool. I am an absolute Chad. I am the epitome of coolness and awesomeness—
Beatrice : Hi.
Benedick : *melts down in a flustered heap of softness*
Benedick : Beatrice is playing hard to get.
Benedick : Little do they know, I'm a master at playing hard to get rid of.
Hairdresser: How would you like your hair cut?
Beatrice : Preferably with scissors, but a sword could be badass.
Benedick : I'm going to take a shower, I'll be right back.
Beatrice : Why are you telling me this, I don't care.
Beatrice , right after Benedick leaves the room: I miss them already.
Benedick : Beatrice , I sense hostility.
Beatrice : Good, because I hate you.
Benedick : Are you busy?
Beatrice : Yes.
Benedick : Cool, listen to this...
Beatrice : Can I ask you for a favor?
Benedick : I would literally die for you, but continue.
Beatrice : We need to talk about you starting sentences that way.
Beatrice : You are an absolute fucking dork.
Benedick , singing: Yeah, but I'm your dork!
Beatrice : *sighs* Yeah, you're my dork.
Benedick , admiring a sleeping Beatrice : You’re so cute.
Beatrice , sleepily: I could beat your ass.
Benedick , lovingly: I know.
Benedick : Met a dumbass today. Awful.
Beatrice : You looked in a mirror?
Benedick : someday you will have to answer for your actions and god may not be so merciful.
Benedick: They don’t make them like me no more. I’m the last of my kind.
Beatrice: Thank god.
Benedick: Are we fighting or flirting?
Beatrice: I'm pinning you against a wall with my hand around your neck-
Benedick: Your point?
Beatrice: I can’t believe we have to be stuck in this room together!
Benedick, swallowing the key: Truly unfortunate.
Benedick: We all have our demons.
Benedick, grabbing Beatrice: This one’s mine.
Benedick: Could you be anymore annoying?
Beatrice: Yes.
Benedick: This date is boring!
Beatrice: This isn't a date. I said I was going to the store.
Benedick: Then why did you invite me?
Beatrice: I didnt, I specifically said "don't come with me," then you said, "fuck you Beatrice I'll do whatever I want!
Benedick: Think you can answer some questions without the usual level of sarcasm?
Beatrice: If you can ask the questions without the usual level of stupid.
“They only used AI for like, two minutes in The Brutalist 🙄”
I DON’T FUCKING CARE THEY SHOULDN’T HAVE USED IT AT ALL
AI is never necessary, ESPECIALLY not in creative spaces, and what you lot aren’t getting is that this sets a precedent, if The Brutalist can get away with it, what’s to stop other films using it and in larger ways
What’s to stop films from using AI for writing and reciting lines, for generating background characters, for creating music and animation
Stop defending AI, I don’t care if they used it for two seconds or two hours, I don’t want it in media at all
Season Two Spoilers Below
Alright, I’m gonna go on the defensive for Aziraphale.
Crowley is 100% justified to feel the way he does. He put himself in a vulnerable position, and was rejected. He wanted to be Aziraphale’s first choice for once, and yet again was denied it. More than that, Aziraphale wanted him to change (even though I think Aziraphale thinks he’s saving Crowley) so that they could be together.
But I don’t think Crowley realizes just how deep a hold Heaven has on Aziraphale. He knows and straight up says that both sides are toxic, but he doesn’t seem to get how hard it can be to leave a toxic relationship. I also don’t think he understands how Aziraphale’s faith in the righteousness of God is a part of his character.
Plus, Aziraphale finally feels validated in the eyes of Heaven, something he’s always wanted.
I cried so hard when Aziraphale got into that elevator because I was thinking of all the times I stayed with a toxic friend group, or with my abusive ex.
It hurts so badly to watch a character I love make a mistake that I’ve made.
my uni is like "80% of students already use ai like chatgpt so we're going to offer all our students access to ai for educational purposes!" like yall are a bunch of fucking dumbasses. students use chatgpt to CHEAT and have it do their essays for them. you are literally saying that cheating and plagiarism are okay now.
i hope you were charmed by my tendency to fall into long silences
people using generative ai to write fanfiction for them is CRAZY. stay up until four in the morning hopping back and forth between your pinterest boards, a random synonyms website, and google docs where you’re stuck in the middle of a sentence deciding whether to refer to a character by their name or hair colour as the lord intended.
you know what the amazing thing is about the multiverse? everyone’s otp can happen. so please stop hating on people who don’t ship the same couples as you and also please stop posting hate about ships in their tag just use ‘anti shipname’.
Okay. Time for a hot take.
I’m hate, hate, hate all of the “Midge Maisel is a bad mother” thing being pushed by the fandom and the show.
First of all, plenty of people work nights/ travel a lot/ have jobs in entertainment and spend a lot of time away from their kids. This does not necessarily make them bad parents, just busy ones.
Second of all, this kind of hands-off parenting seems to be normal for the time. We see this a lot in the season 2 Catskills episodes, where various adults simply hand off their children. Later that season, Rose even comments that the children would be confused if she ate with them. And yes, she is instilling unhealthy beauty standards in Esther, but she clearly inherited them in turn from Rose.
Third of all, Midge is seen actively parenting her children to the best of her ability (outside of the stupid flash forwards). Yes Ethan in particular seems to have behavioral issues, but Midge seems unsure of how to handle it. Behavioral therapy is difficult to access today, let alone in the late 50s.
Examples:
- One of the first things she mentions when Joel is leaving her is that they have children. She repeatedly mentions that she wants the separation to be stress free for the children. She wants them to see Joel in a safe environment.
- She repeatedly worries about how her children will be affected by her career choices.
- She’s seemingly the one who takes them to all of their doctors appointments.
- She attempts to find help from Imogene and Dr. Spock when she is unsure, but her resources are extremely limited and don’t help her.
- She mentions specifically wanting to bring Ethan to the record store because she knows he would like it.
- She offers to get Ethan piano lessons when he seems interested.
- She is depicted several times reading to her children at night.
- She planned Ethan’s birthday.
- She is rightfully concerned when Joel is planning to leave for a long time for work on the West Coast, and never see the kids.
- When Abe calls her home in a panic in 2x1, her first thought is the children.
- She’s the one encouraging Esther’s first words.
- She’s the one toilet training Esther.
- She’s open to getting Ethan therapy despite the stigma when he can’t sleep. Joel, naturally, is opposed.
Finally, it is pretty explicitly stated that Midge feels insecure about being a mother during her set at the Vanguard. She explicitly asks if she perhaps “chose the wrong profession” but is now stuck in something she’s not good at. She brushes it off as saying, “women are supposed to be mothers”. She was clearly socialized into being a mother, with her own mother ingraining the necessity of “three before thirty”. Imogene also pushes her to have another baby with Benjamin and Astrid comments during a discussion about her infertility that Midge “did everything right”. It’s implied that if Midge had discovered her career path earlier…she may not have even become a mother.
Midge is not perfect (especially in season 4, where even I- a huge Midge apologist- doesn’t like her), but I don’t think it’s fair to say that Midge was a terrible mother and therefore deserves all of her misfortune.
So, there’s my rant about how Midge, like any parent, did her best as a mother while trying to grow personally, and I’m sick of her being demonized for not being perfect.
Okay, the next installment of Domestic Burlesque is up. This deals with some heavy elements so mind the tags. Please tell me what you think!