12 Years A Slave killed me. I am gone. I am no more. The moment that movie made my stomach want to vomit, I was done for.
also does somebody want to explain to me why the fuck Fassbender didn’t get the oscar
there was something tickling my stomach/chest for the past several minutes and I kept trying to brush it away thinking it was a loose hair in my shirt, cuz my hair gets everywhere
and for that reason I don’t really get buggy because loose hairs in my clothes tickle me all the time
turns out this time it was 100% a spider
I really want to watch 12 Years a Slave but I also really don’t want my soul to be crushed this early in the month
In Hollywood, more often than not, they’re making more kind of traditional films, stories that are understood by people. And the entire story is understood. And they become worried if even for one small moment something happens that is not understood by everyone. But what’s so fantastic is to get down into areas where things are abstract and where things are felt, or understood in an intuitive way that, you can’t, you know, put a microphone to somebody at the theatre and say ‘Did you understand that?’ but they come out with a strange, fantastic feeling and they can carry that, and it opens some little door or something that’s magical and that’s the power that film has. -David Lynch