Ted Lasso Finale + parallels
why is this so funny 😭 https://twitter.com/ctdorror/status/1655093807195758592?s=46&t=bshT97PpnFHfdF0jig0hJg
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When he said “I, Justin, Archbishop of Canterbury” I expected him to follow it with “take you Charles…” and forgot this wasn’t a wedding
PEDRO PASCAL ━ The 2023 Met Gala Celebrating “Karl Lagerfeld: A Line Of Beauty” (May 01, 2023)
Me opening tumblr this morning and getting hit with the Esquire photoshoot
📸| Photoshoot for Esquire magazine - Norman Jean Roy
I wasn't ready for this….
“he’s an accessory and not even one of the cool ones” he just gets it
Didn’t he take another man’s life to save yours? He was defending himself. He was defending you.
I think there’s something so deeply and intimately and morbidly true about The Last of Us’s primary thesis which is that humanity’s fatal flaw, in that very Shakespearian way, is that we are destined to care too much about one another so much so that we discard the collective entirely. like we have such a capacity to love the human race and humanity as a whole, to grow our communities and govern cities how we know best and foster such connection with the masses which we are part of, but it’s overtaken by our capacity to love even just a single other person. like one human can come into your life that creates such an intrinsic and passionate love in you— or maybe two people or a family’s worth or any small number— and you suddenly would burn entire villages down just to keep them safe.
joel doesn’t blink twice murdering to find ellie. he doesn’t look back when he decides to do what he does at the hospital later on. he has no remorse about any of it it, because this one girl has grown to mean more to him than any possible greater good could ever mean. and it’s reciprocal. ellie would— and does— do anything she can to help him, save him, protect him, and, eventually, to avenge him. because that’s what you do when you love someone. not when you love people. when you love someone.
and it’s selfish, in a way??? because we love these people and would do so much for them because they mean more to us than other strangers do. it’s exactly like an iteration of the trolley problem, actually. one track has your daughter on it and one track has fifty people. don’t even try telling me you wouldn’t go onto track B if it meant saving your daughter and her puppy dog eyes from the whimpering and pain and fear. The Last of Us says yes, you would. I would. we all would. and like yeah that is our greatest weakness, that we have such a unique ability to love a handful of people so deeply that our compassion towards community and strangers and the bigger collective starts to slip from view. but goddamn what a fucking great fatal flaw it is to have. we are all going to die and the world will burn because we loved another person too much.
i know absolutely fucking nothing about chris pine besides the fact that he's a feminist, he does yoga several times a week, he reads a shit ton of books, he only had a smartphone for a few months and he Hated it and went back to his flip phone, and he has a degree in english literature from berkeley—and i'm almost positive that's how he wants it. this man is so private and quiet and polite. he minds his own fucking business and only steps out into the public eye every few months to make his little movies and slay in his fancy little outfits and tell the press to stop being gross about women. i think a lot of people in hollywood could learn a lot from watching chris pine and how he carries himself.




