Saying “So Long” to the brilliant Bob Hoskins today - Who Framed Roger Rabbit has always been one of my favorite movies, I watched it so much as a kid I’d mute the TV and say all of the lines (I bet I still can! I shouldn’t… I will).
So long, Mr Valiant - and thank you <3
Eddie:"You mean you could’ve taken your hand out of that cuff at any time?" Roger:"No, not at any time. Only when it was funny."
"I think I went a bit mad while working on that. Lost my mind. The voice of the rabbit was there just behind the camera all the time. You had to know where the rabbit would be at every angle. Then there was Jessica Rabbit and all these weasels. The trouble was, I had learnt how to hallucinate. My daughter had an invisible friend called Jeffrey and I played with her and this invisible friend until one day I actually saw the friend."
Watching Mermaids sent my Noni devotion sky-high. I related so intimately to the lust riddled, devout, odd Charlotte Flax that I remember crying during scenes in the movie that weren’t even heartbreaking, I just felt so known, and seeing myself in a fictional character was tremendously comforting. The line that best sums up me as a teenager is from Mermaids: Please God, don’t let me fall in love and want to do disgusting things. I spent most of my teen years simultaneously longing for sex and punishing myself for my urges. I thought a pious devotion to a higher power would strike the lust from my blackened soul. I would do rituals to rid me of the evil masturbation devil that lived inside me: pray to be struck dead for my cravings; burn a piece of paper listing my sins at the kitchen stove at 3 in the morning; cry and beg the Lord to both take away my need and give me someone to fulfil it.