Little boy:
Mommy, why is Wonder Woman not wearing any pants?
The Mom:
Because Wonder Woman has amazing thighs and she could crush men with them if they insult her.
Little Boy:
I wanna be Wonder Woman.
The Mom:
Don't we all.
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“You know what I have? I have a 24-year-old genius with a smartphone and a problem with authority. You really never stood a chance.”
— Nate Ford (Leverage 3x16, The San Lorenzo Job)
okay my teacher wanted a story that’s gonna shock him
so i wrote him a cute little story about a couple fletcher and mia falling in love
and the last sentences of story are
“so… what is your full name? i mean what is mia short for?”
“michael”
because my teacher is kinda homophobic, i am gonna force him into enjoying a fluffy love story with no gender pronouns and well what a shame you liked a story about a gay couple sorry man
Ugh, just when I thought that there was going to be a little bit of fun in the DC Cinematic Universe with this movie, this news comes along. Say what you will about the Marvel Cinematic Universe, but least there’s a bit more variety to it.
Can’t we just have a tiny bit of joy or color instead of trying to be “realistic” and “dark”? Please?
Remember all the shit we found out about how Ledger played as the Joker? Maybe needing therapists on set is a fucking sign that you’re doing something very fucking wrong and hurting your actors.
I know this revolves around Arkham Asylum, which is home to the most fucked criminals in the DC Universe, including the Joker and Harley Quinn, so it’s probably gonna include some fucked up stuff. But if you get to the point where need to bring in an actual therapist onto the set, maybe that’s a sign that you need to dial things back a little bit. No, not a little bit, a whole fucking lot.
DC needs to take a serious step back.The Joker has never been an easy role for the actors who have played him,never. Jack Nicholson was scared for Heath when he took that role that eventually killed him. Step down DC, you are putting your actors lives at risk for the sake of “gritty reality” that, to be honest, I don’t think that most people even want. You can make good movies without scarring and damaging the people that are portraying them.
you know what would be best, DC? A Wonder Woman movie.
Do people actually even like watching these “dark, gritty” movies? I’d much rather have some hope and humor mixed in with superhero/-villain movies. If I wanted dark and gritty, I’d just read the news.
Yeah it really stinks, but I just wanna add that they are making a Wonder Woman movie as well as an appearance in Batman vs Superman. But yeah, I agree with the last comment. I think they’re trying to recreate the success of the Dark Knight Trilogy, but don’t understand the same formula can’t be applied everywhere.
I would like to take the optimistic route and say the therapist is there to ensure that various mental health issues are portrayed as accurately and tastefully as possible.
I really would like to.
I would love for that to be true. But my gut says it’s not.
If you were ever told or were made to learn cursive writing when you were in grade school.
I wanna see how many of you suffered like I did.
“Oh , you need to know this. Everything in high school needs to be turned in In cursive.”
I mean…I exclusively took notes in cursive for all of freshman and sophomore year of high school and college because it stopped people from asking to photocopy my notes.
-seriously from california to new mexico is terrifying like it’s eight straight hours of pale red desert and the sky is so large that everything, even your car, even your hands, looks like a tenuously small and fragile diorama placed on an endless pale red table and left there to dissolve.
-a gas station that for some reason has large dinosaurs made out of scrap metal. they are 1000% awesome. sometimes they move. take a million pictures.
-a fruit stand that sells the best fruit you have ever eaten. later you won’t quite remember which fruit. strawberries, maybe? peaches?
-small black birds, subtly different in every state. some have gold eyes and some are a little iridescent and some are black from beak to toes. the sparrows they compete with for crumbs look exactly the same wherever you go.
-a completely empty rest stop. no one eats at the concrete tables. no one plays in the tiny strip of grass or gravel. you will find a small and beautiful stone.
-a hawaii license plate, somewhere around ohio. i still don’t know how they get the cars across the ocean. i don’t know why anyone would leave hawaii for ohio. i don’t know why anyone lives in ohio.
-an incredibly weird duck. you had no idea ducks could look so incredibly weird, and you wish you were still ignorant of how incredibly weird ducks can, apparently, look.
-a small folksy roadside waystation that sells fudge and incredibly tacky statues of eagles and wolves and cowboys. if you like fudge, eat the fudge from here.
-a lizard doing pushups. if you are particularly fortunate: many lizards doing pushups.
-approximately one gajillion starbucks shops. don’t bother counting them. it will make you angry.
-a storm somewhere around oklahoma, if you’re lucky. the clouds tower up in fantastic fluffy castles miles and miles into the air and are painted pink and gold and purple and the sky turns a dozen impossible shades of blue and when the rain comes down over your car it sounds like the world is ending.
-weird burrs will stick to your legs. you’ll flick them out of the car eighty or eight hundred miles from where their parent plant was grown, and not be sure whether you should wish the little hitchikers well or not.
-a dog wearing sunglasses with his head hanging out of a car window. this will be the high point of the trip.
-the world’s most depressing restaurant. you will know it when you wind up there and have to eat the terrible food, and listen to the terrible music, and look at all the listless waiters and want to tell them get in my car, for god’s sake get in, i’ll take you out of whatever crapsack little town this is that you can’t get out of on your own. but you won’t say that because it’s rude. maybe they have family here. maybe they even like it here.
-a painting of a sailboat in a motel located at least a hundred miles from any significant body of water.
-several genuinely hilarious postcards. buy them.
-a cat that will not let you pet it. this will be the low point of the trip.
-corn. so much corn you will get scared. who the fuck is going to eat all this corn?
-a small stream in some small woods and the light will come down perfectly and the water will be beautiful and the grass will be beautiful and there will be flowers maybe or the leaves of the trees are starting to turn gold and there are birds chirping and it will be so perfect you will want to stand there and stay forever and live in this little magical painting off the side of the highway and be some kind of highway druid. but instead, you’ll get bored after a while, and get back in the car.
if anyone ever wonders why i love america so much despite its many political and cultural flaws, this is why. this post explains it perfectly.
Yes but this barely even covers the east cost bc you will experience great things such as -a highway that is so desolate, all you can see are trees. You will have to pee, but the next exit won’t be for another 20 miles so have fun -bridge after bridge after bridge. Who even builds a road over all these rivers and streams and stuff? -so many deer. They just want to cross the road, but instead they will just stare at you and will be content to do for another half an hour -restaurant after restaurant painted with little lobsters wearing chefs hats, apparently cooking other lobsters -more trees. Trees everywhere. -what state are we in? It doesn’t matter, you’re in New England, you will be in a new one soon -you will learn to hate the beach because for some reason, people really like the ocean and have to get there, so you will be stuck in traffic for hours and hours just because it’s a nice beach day. It doesn’t matter how far you are from the coast. If you are in a state that touches the ocean, you will experience the beach traffic -A road that probably hasn’t been paved since it was made, so you make a humming noise just to hear your voice shake with the bumps - so many trees. All you can see are trees. Trees everywhere.
Also if you’re road tripping through New England get in touch with your inner Stephen King because you will encounter:
- an abandoned playground with one swing creaking along dismally - a creepily cheerful town that is certainly hiding something because of the sheer insistence that it is hiding nothing (there is a town near where I live that gives me the screaming meemies, I can admit that) - an abandoned tricycle with one wheel creaking along dismally (I shit you not) - fogs that wisp in from nowhere and settle down like it’s their sole desire in life to blind you - an abandoned house with at least two extensions stuck one in front of another, possibly with someone living in the latest extension while the roof of the original creaks dismally (there’s one down the street from me) - at least one Christine-style car a day - pseudo-abandoned boats creaking dismally in the harbor if you’re on the coast - a road paved with such obsessive regularity you may wonder if there’s a body or some other secret that potholes might uncover underneath; alternatively, roads that have potholes so big they could feasibly swallow small children and pets - And last but not least - bring a map, because there are a lot of roads that look completely different depending on which direction you’re driving (and let’s face it, that advice the old man at the diner gave you of “it’s right past the big barn that burned down five years ago” probably isn’t that helpful, now is it)
