HEY LOOK AT THAT HIGH WAISTED MAN HES GOT SILK TOUCH HANDS
from the river to the sea
Reading Hilda Furacão, the novel (I'll post my general impressions here once I'm done), and confirming an impression I had about the show and the general opinion of those who watched it, particularly non-Brazilians who are not used to our way of doing telenovelas. Basically, the consensus (?) that the story should focus more on Hilda and Malthus and even ignore some of the other storylines is based on a misconception surrounding what the story is actually about. Drummond's novel, as well as Perez's screenplays, is not about a forbidden romance, though the romance is part of the story, but a chronicle of a city - maybe even a whole state - during a certain period of time. The title is Hilda Furacão because her character is central to that city and that time, she kind of embodies the zeitgeist if you will, but she's not exactly a protagonist, but simply another player in an immense group of people that embody a clash of ideologies, a certain sense of religiousness, an obliviousness to what's to come. In that sense, she and Malthus are, in the end, as important as Roberto or Dorinha or Loló Ventura or even fucking Tunico Mendes, and it makes sense for the plot to not focus so much on them. Of course, whether you like it or not is another matter entirely, but this is not a bug, it's a feature.
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Positives and Negatives.
“I miss you deeply, unfathomably, senselessly, terribly.”
~ Franz Kafka, Letters to Milena
[Malcolm T. Embrace 2019]
self-care is spending 90% of your day absorbed in fictional worlds/characters to avoid thinking about or engaging with your very real problems
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On The End of Summer & Beginning of Fall
title: even the iron still fears the rot rating: MATURE (canon-typical violence, suggestive content, implied sexual content) word count: 3,367 summary: The morning sun has vanquished the horrible night, but not for everyone. While Mizrak lies on death's doorstop, Olrox carries him to safety and considers his own inner thoughts and turmoils in regards to his lover's fate.
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