The zucchini lasagna I reblogged a few days ago didn’t have a link so I tracked the recipe down and….
Ew.
ngl it looks awful.
Look Internet. I’ve had no sleep. My nocturnal ass is tired. I’m still shaking over the knowledge that Shang in Mulan was played by Donny fucking Osmond (correction: he just sang the song but still) and I learned that like 6 years ago. I don’t need you throwing the fact that the villain was played by Miguel Ferrer at me. I can’t handle it right now ok?
One of my favourite things about garak and bashir’s first onscreen encounter is knowing that while alexander siddig was thinking about how intimidating it was to be working with such an experienced and skilled actor andrew robinson was thinking “he’s hot, i’m gonna go for it”
WHY DO ALL THE DIRECTORS KEEP DOING THIS WITH JENNIFER LAWRENCE.
WHY THE FUCK WOULD YOU.
JENNIFER LAWRENCE IS MY EXACT AGE. PEOPLE WHO ARE TWENTY-SEVEN ARE NOT MARRIED TO JAVIER BARDEM.
JAVIER BARDEM IS FORTY-EIGHT. JAVIER BARDEM IS LITERALLY OLD ENOUGH TO BE MY DAD. AND JENNIFER LAWRENCE’S DAD.
IT IS 100% DEAD CERTAIN THAT THIS STUPID MOVIE IS GOING TO PRETEND LIKE THERE’S NOTHING WEIRD ABOUT JENNIFER LAWRENCE AND JAVIER BARDEM BEING MARRIED. IT’S NOT THAT THEY COULDN’T BE MARRIED, GUYS. IT’S THAT IT SHOULD BE WEIRD.
IF THEY’RE THE ‘IDYLLIC’ COUPLE? THEY’RE GONNA DO THE SAME BULLSHIT STUPID THING EVERY MOVIE JENNIFER LAWRENCE HAS BEEN IN POST-THE HUNGER GAMES, WHERE THEY PRETEND LIKE SHE’S FORTY-FIVE.
MOVIES ARE NOT HIGH SCHOOL PRODUCTIONS OF DEATH OF A SALESMAN, OR EVEN COLLEGE PRODUCTIONS OF WHO’S AFRAID OF VIRGINIA WOOLF, WHERE WE ALL POLITELY APPLAUD FOR THE TWENTY-ONE YEAR OLD PLAYING A SIXTY YEAR OLD BECAUSE IT’S SHOWING HER RANGE SO WELL.
IT’S SO SEXIST. NOT ONLY ARE THEY GIVING THESE PARTS CLEARLY WRITTEN FOR MIDDLE AGED ACTRESSES TO JENNIFER LAWRENCE–WHO, TO CLARIFY, ALTHOUGH WE ARE THE EXACT SAME AGE AND I GOT CARDED AT A RATED R MOVIE LAST MONTH, HAS A BABYFACE AND LOOKS LIKE SHE COULD STILL BE PLAYING HIGH SCHOOL KIDS–WHICH IS BAD ENOUGH, BECAUSE UGH, MIDDLE AGED ACTRESSES FAMOUSLY CAN’T GET WORK IN HOLLYWOOD, ESPECIALLY FOR ROMANCES LIKE EVERY STUPID MOVIE SHE’S BEEN IN WITH BRADLEY COOPER.
(A MAN WHO IS 42. NOT QUITE OLD ENOUGH TO BE MY DAD, BUT NOT YOUNG ENOUGH TO BE ANYTHING TO ME BUT ‘KIND OF CREEPY UNCLE.’)
AND THAT’S ANOTHER THING. IT’S GROSS TO ME, TO SEE AN ACTRESS IN HER TWENTIES PLAYING ROLES THAT THE DIALOGUE INDICATES ARE FOR MUCH OLDER WOMEN–BECAUSE IT’S ERASING THE REALITY OF WHAT REAL WOMEN ACTUALLY LOOK LIKE, WHEN THEY’RE IN THEIR FORTIES AND FIFTIES AND SIXTIES, BECAUSE IT’S REINFORCING THE IDEA THAT THERE ARE NO FEMALE PARTS THAT SHOULDN’T BE PLAYED BY A WHITE WOMAN IN HER TWENTIES, AND BECAUSE IT’S NORMALIZING THE GROSSNESS OF THE MIDDLE AGED MAN’S FANTASY THAT HE COULD HOOK UP WITH A TWENTYSOMETHING AND NOT ONLY WOULD SHE BE INTO IT, NONE OF HIS FRIENDS AND NEIGHBORS WOULD GIVE HIM THE SIDEYE ABOUT IT. IT’S WHAT LEADS TO STUPID MALE NOVELS ABOUT CO EDS FALLING IN LOVE WITH PROFESSORS. IT’S THE LITERALIZATION OF STUPID MALE FANTASIES ABOUT A WOMAN WHO IS JUST LIKE YOUR WIFE, BUT YOUNGER AND SEXIER AND MORE INTO YOU (ALSO SHE NEVER NAGS YOU ABOUT THE DISHES.)
I HATE IT SO INTENSELY.
and that’s why i wrote this post all in caps. thank you and good night.
The other nagging thing about this is that if you flipped it around, people would definitely say something. If a 48 year old woman was paired with a 21 year old man, you bet your ass that the word cougar would be uttered at least once.
Harold and Maude is a morbidly quirky love story about an elderly woman with a young man wherein they are both, Harold especially, painted as very off-the-wall and outcasts, which is why, imo the story works. The movie acknowledges how odd their romance is. But even still, people act like that’s just nasty, but when a man in a movie is dating a young woman young enough to be his daughter, it’s like “Right on man good job!”
Just the other day, I ran across an actor I thought was really cute. Great bone structure, beautiful blue eyes. I looked him up to see what info on him I could find, and discovered he’s 25. I’m 27, about to be 28. And let me tell you, I felt weird, like there was something gross about being attracted to a younger man, when we only have a 2 year age difference. Hell we would have been in high school at the same time. Then I realized that if the genders were exchanged, it would not be weird in the slightest. My ex was 27 when I was 25. Why the hell is it more socially acceptable for a man to date a woman half his age than it is for a woman to date a man a few years her junior. (And before you say anything, if I ever did date a man younger than me, at least one of my family members would have something to say about it.)
And don’t give me any of that gross Man Must Spread Seed crap. It’s a ridiculous double standard that treats women as disposable and we all know it.
I learned in a Latin Studies class (with a chill white dude professor) that when the Europeans first saw Aztec cities they were stunned by the grid. The Aztecs had city planning and that there was no rational lay out to European cities at the time. No organization.
When the Spanish first arrived in Tenochtitlan (now downtown mexico city) they thought they were dreaming. They had arrived from incredibly unsanitary medieval Europe to a city five times the size of that century’s london with a working sewage system, artificial “floating gardens” (chinampas), a grid system, and aqueducts providing fresh water. Which wasn’t even for drinking! Water from the aqueducts was used for washing and bathing- they preferred using nearby mountain springs for drinking. Hygiene was a huge part if their culture, most people bathed twice a day while the king bathed at least four times a day.
Located on an island in the middle of a lake, they used advanced causeways to allow access to the mainland that could be cut off to let canoes through or to defend the city. The Spanish saw their buildings and towers and thought they were rising out of the water. The city was one of the most advanced societies at the time.
Anyone who thinks that Native Americans were the savages instead of the filthy, disease ridden colonizers who appeared on their land is a damn fool.
I’ve only been watching Person of Interest for about a week, and I’ve already had a PoI related dream…?
I was in a bookstore and I was trying to find something for Reese for his birthday? And for some reason in the dream I thought a vintage copy of Treasure Island might be the way to go? But then I realized it was after 4 pm, and it was getting dark, and I had somehow made myself miss an entire day of work, and it was my mom’s last day (we work together-like irl-not just the dream) and if I left just then I would just make it to her retirement party, but I’d missed her last day of work, and I felt terrible, but also I had somehow slept through the entire day and it was nightfall.
And then I woke up, and I was still late for work, but not an entire day’s worth luckily.
I’ve never had a fandom related dream this quickly into watching something. Wth?
The Paradox Machine 