Yeah Mr. Darcy’s proposal was a complete turd and a half but you gotta understand. You got your life together. A good career, stable income, retirement plan, all that shit together. And you meet this girl. And she’s everything. Clever, outspoken, funny, calls you on your bullshit. Grade A cutie, right? And she doesn’t go out of her way to spend time with you but she’s nice, and sometimes you catch her looking your way in a way that makes you think you might have a shot.
But her family. Holy shit.
First off, it’s p much ALL women, and mostly UNMARRIED women, which at this time means of something happens to her dad then you’re financially responsible for like. Four grown ass adults, potentially forever
Because mom in law is DEFINITELY gonna need someone to take care of her when dad in law kicks it, and they have like. NO money. So already you’re accepting that if all goes well, you’re gonna be one random old bag’s retirement home. That’s expensive and exhausting, yeah? Imagine asking someone on a first date knowing that if they say yes and things go good her high-strung chihuahua mother is gonna move in with you. IMAGINE.
And girly’s other sisters. Well, one is a sweetheart, yeah, so she probably won’t be an issue, but that still leaves three more, and two of those ones are INSUFFERABLE. Never went to school, dumb as rocks, spend cash like it’s toilet paper
And while one of the two is young still and might grow out of it the OTHER one is actively torpedo’ing her entire family’s reputation by wandering off with random dudes and chasing ass. She’s never gonna work, she can’t build connections, she’s a fucking sinkhole, and she’s being led on by the same goddamn con man ass leeching tit who’s been bleeding you dry while telling anyone who’ll listen that your family is full of ratty thieving bastards.
And if he dumps her after a week- WHICH YOU KNOW HIS BITCH ASS IS GONNA- you’ve got a SECOND UNMARRIABLE GROWN ASS ADULT TO PROVIDE FOR. And you KNOW she’s gonna be a tantrum-throwing little shit about it, and it’s not like you can lock her in the basement or something, you’re gonna have to bring her fucking. Everywhere. And give her an allowance and shit while she contributes zero, because again, she NEVER GOT EDUCATED AND HAS NO MARKETABLE SKILLS. She’s not even good to TALK to. FUCK
And you’re looking at this girl’s father like “please for the love of fuck get your spawn under control, marry them off, get them working on their résumé, learning to sew or be nursemaids or manage staff or SOMETHING, yall got no money and one foot in the grave” and that old man just laughs like “haha yeah, what can you do. lol”
So you’re looking to the mom and finally it’s making sense how she got that twitch in her eye and as MUCH as she is you’re starting to realize she’s the SMART one, desperately throwing her armloads of girls at random men like they’re a bunch of fucking lifeboats bobbing around a sinking ship, like yes Jesus Christ sweetly that life boat IS old and ugly and kind of boring but for FUCKS SAKE PICK ONE
And you look back at this girl who is ALSO REFUSING THE LIFE BOATS BY THE WAY and god damn it she’s still the most radiant thing you’ve ever seen so fine, fuck it, Christ alive, you’ll do it. You’ll shoot your shot. She’s everything you’ve ever wanted in anybody abut it’s not even just about that anymore, it’s about being her best fucking shot at a future, and even if she doesn’t like you all that much she’s still gonna say yes and that might break your heart a bit knowing it’s about the money but who knows, maybe it will at least be civil, or companionable, and even if she doesn’t LOVE you at least you’ll know she’s well and cared for
And so you’ll do it. You’ll take on the neurotic stress mess mother in law, the absent father, the broke ass wingnut no brain no money no future airhead sisters, the bad mannered relatives and the embarrassing behaviour and the impending future of sharing your entire shit with a clown parade of freeloaders, you’ll risk it all and accept the absolute certainty of financial ruin and emotional exhaustion for the rest of your whole ass life and you’ll make your own family deal with it too, you’ll do it, you’ll fucking DO IT, you stupid lovesick motherfucker
And so you go to this chick like “look. Your whole family’s a shitshow. You’ve got fucking nothing and you’re gonna die on the street. But for some reason- and I don’t get it either- I’ve fallen in love with you, and I wish I didn’t, but I did, so I’m telling you that whether you like me or not, I’ll give you everything. I’ll give you everything even if it’s the dumbest shit I ever done. Fuck my stupid Baka ass, I’ll marry you.”
And she looks at you- having heard or considered absolutely none of your months-long internal debate and monologue- and goes “The fuck did you just say about my family, you son of a bitch?”
And the shock of that is enough to jolt you back into a reality where you are able to actually hear and process what just came out of your damn mouth And yeah
Yeah, I think I kinda get it
Y'all I'm actually going insane over how effective the "was he slow" scene from Baby Driver is.
Hear me out.
The song that Baby makes isn't bad, I actually think it's enjoyable when he first makes it. Certain parts are a little odd, like using a recording of your boss but it's obvious when it comes to the composition that he kinda knows what he's doing.
The first scene where you interact with the song is the one in which he's actually creating it. He's having fun, creating his own beat and melody to go with it, and you begin to have a little fun too with the scene. It also feels like a very personal scene. The movie is showing you a side to Baby that most people haven't seen.
Which makes the "was he slow" scene that much worse.
When interacting with it the second time, Baby is incredibly upset and uncomfortable. He believes that his foster father has been killed in the process of getting the tapes, he has missed his opportunity to meet up with Deborah, and no one in the room trusts him. You can feel the tension in the room, and when it is disturbed by the song, the level of discomfort heightens. The team is laughing at him while his boss, who has been sampled for the song, who has kept him as a "lucky charm" since childhood, who can easily kill him or have him killed, simply looks on in disappointment.
What's insane about this scene to me is that the shame of this scene CONTINUES. For me, listening to the piece is still uncomfortable, no matter how long it's been since I've seen it.
Recently, years after the last time that I saw the movie, I was listening to the soundtrack while doing homework. The song came on. Instant pause. I thought I could push through it, after all it had been literal years.
I had to skip the song to be able to get any work done because it was STILL associating it with the second scene.
Well played, Mr. Wright.
Well played.
Im so close to blocking people who don't mark spoilers. Bottom of the barrel people right there. Especially when movies are still in theaters or just came out on a streaming site OR hasn't even came out yet. Y'all know who you are.
"The Stoppables"
Lil vent but if you have so many ppl in your life leaving you or upset at you, maybe it's not a them thing. Maybe you are the problem. Maybe you need to do some introspection.
Shoutouts to the lighting in the scene where Aragorn is explaining what the black riders are. It lives rent free in my head. Like they were popping off so hard.
This is so prettyyyyy!! It makes wanna draw him again!!!!
Recently started reading LOTR for the first time. Sure hope nothing bad happens to this guy at all ever 😇
Expect more lotr art from me in the future ..
Not to be posting 4 hours before I have to wake up, but do y'all think I should get a Baby Driver "baby on board" sticker for funsies (or something similar)?
me remembering all of the personal information I’ve shared with ppl I no longer talk to:
I would have followed you to the ends of the earth. To the very fires of Mordor.
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