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mgbuehrlen-the-hermit:

elsiechapmanauthor:

elloellenoh:

erinbowman:

cinematichigh:

Harry Potter cast for Empire

Photoset win.

Love!

Best photoshoot I’ve seen for this cast in a long time.

Wow.

auntiespaz:

Poor little guy looks like he’s saying

“You want me to leave? Okay…”

“You sure you want me to go? ‘cause I can stay…if you want…”

inscendo:

essence

blameaspartame:

everyone’s a critic

annmuddy:

carolyn-k:

unemployed girl

so many good arts

It was a visceral shock to see a character like [Betty Draper] on-screen. Because, yes, Betty was crazy. One of her first big scenes on Mad Men showed her accidentally-not-accidentally crashing her car onto a neighbor’s lawn. Betty was also hateful: a warped, inarticulate, vain child-woman with a tendency toward violent rage and a heart that beat pure ice water. And (this was the brilliant part) the show routinely made the point that Betty was so crazy and awful because, according to the value system of her time, Betty was perfect. She was hideous, a monster, and she never had a choice to be anything else.

The extent to which Betty was infantilized and diminished by her perfect mid-century femininity, and the extent to which she complied with her own oppression, was viscerally disturbing. And it should have been, especially for a generation of artisanal cupcake-bakers. Betty’s photo-realistic self-oppression stripped all the irony away, reminded us how privileged we had to be to enjoy those vintage aprons; she was a continual slap in the face to our complacency. Hate her? If no one had spoken up, you would have been her. Mad Men used to be a show that reliably made you want to be kinder to your grandmother.

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a-harlots-progress:

This fawn and bobcat were found in an office together, cuddling under a desk after a forest fire.

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