Latest thing crawling through my mind on The English.
When Cornelia tells Eli 'there's a man trying to forget my son up on Powder River and I'm going there to remind him'. Um, so does this mean Cornelia and David corresponded at some point, because how else would he know they had a son at all or know to hire men to detain/kill her?
If so, I can only imagine Cornelia sending David some eccentric flowery-ass letter, telling him in polite fashion that she's sailing over to end him once and for all, it's all she dreams of, avenging the life he stole from her, the stars are aligning, she’s a Scorpio and revenge is her creed, and her voice is going to be the last thing he hears-
And David would write back: "That sounds absolutely thrilling, I'm a mad fan of that, it's the wildest thing you've ever said, fuckin’ arousing, that is, please do try, you bloody trollop, you know my address. I'm positively gagging for it. Cheers, luv. Yours truly, the Biggest D in the West.”
in retrospect, daniel’s entire storyline is incredibly hilarious because while all the other passengers are stuck in a loop reliving their worst memories, daniel is more or less a walking cheat code and he’s somehow having the worst time out of all of them. he hasn’t slept in 8 days and he’s wet all the time. he has a wife who doesn’t remember him and a dead son. he has to watch his wife fall in love with a handsome brooding sea captain over and over again. his only friends are a virtual version of his son who clearly prefers his mother over him and his son’s pet bug. he gets the absolute shit beat out of him by a background character. he’s done this simulation countless times before and somehow his wife is still always two steps ahead of him. the man’s really out there just barely passing an open-book exam. poor little meow meow indeed.
words cannot express how obsessed I am with the Keira Knightley/Jack Davenport audio commentary on the first Pirates of the Caribbean film
ingrid pitt in the house that dripped blood (1971)
I love how in The English David Melmont’s first scene makes him look like some random sidekick to a sad rich boy, but then he just starts Villain Monologuing outrageously and I and literally everyone on screen just sit there like, oh, he’s bad, he’s got precisely no chill, what pit did he crawl out of, where’s he been this whole time, and why can no one can shut him up-
in retrospect, daniel’s entire storyline is incredibly hilarious because while all the other passengers are stuck in a loop reliving their worst memories, daniel is more or less a walking cheat code and he’s somehow having the worst time out of all of them. he hasn’t slept in 8 days and he’s wet all the time. he has a wife who doesn’t remember him and a dead son. he has to watch his wife fall in love with a handsome brooding sea captain over and over again. his only friends are a virtual version of his son who clearly prefers his mother over him and his son’s pet bug. he gets the absolute shit beat out of him by a background character. he’s done this simulation countless times before and somehow his wife is still always two steps ahead of him. the man’s really out there just barely passing an open-book exam. poor little meow meow indeed.
These films were gayer than society made me think
I like "old" films and puzzles :)
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