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One more time for the people in the back

you can fly that shit rag of slavery and treason and not get arrested but protest for black lives & you get brutalized AND arrested.

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This painting of Einstein is made entirely of tiny Marilyn Monroe portraits. Artist Kim Dong Yoo creates images of celebrities and world leaders out of smaller likenesses of other famous people, all of which are rendered completely by hand. Source

Michael Jackson made of Madonnas

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Van Gogh’s Sunflowers made of Van Goghs

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Audrey Hepburn made of Gregory Pecks

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Marilyn Monroe made of JFKs

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JFK made of Marilyn Monroes

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Queen Elizabeth II made of Lady Dianas

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The whole scene is chopped up into about 87 cuts because Halle Berry couldn’t be trusted to look proficient with a ball for any longer than one tenth of a second. Although it’s hard to pin all the failure here on her, because even the dialogue and the directing suggest that no one has any idea what they’re doing. In fact, in the same way that some people are allergic to cats, I suspect that the entire movie Catwoman is allergic to basketball. Let’s unpack it from the beginning.

It starts with a kid saying “One on one?” which is a fair question and not all that weird, aside from the fact that he’s not asking someone to play against him. No, he wants to watch an adult man play an adult woman with his basketball. No kid has ever asked two adults to play against each other so that he can sit there and watch unless he’s half expecting her breast to flop out. So let’s just assume for now that that’s what he was aiming for.

After the adults agree to play each other and that horny kid passes Halle Berry the rock, she immediately wows everyone by passing it back and forth between her hands, but really fast, then she hands it to herself under her crotch and runs up a wall. Had she punted the ball in the air and swallowed a lacrosse stick while solving a Sudoku puzzle, I’m not sure those skill sets would have been any more impractical for a game of basketball than the three she chose.

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There’s a vending machine in France that gives out free short stories instead of junk food. French publishing company Short Édition’s machines print out 1, 3, and 5-minute stories at the touch of a button so people will be encouraged to enrich their minds while waiting around instead of mindlessly scrolling through social media on their phones. source source1

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One thing I really appreciated about Jessica Jones is that I felt it never fell into the trap, even accidentally, of Luke as the big scary black man. He was big, he was very dark skinned, and he had super strength and impenetrable skin. But was he scary? Only if you were his opponent. Even when he was possessed and fighting Jessica, you weren’t scared of him, you were scared for them (both Jessica and Luke, that is). There was no ‘he looks a little freaky, but he’s actually a super nice guy!’ with him. No Beauty and the Beast vibes. He just was. A dude. Who there was no reason to be scared of more than any other dude. Just a good dude who was a bartender. He’s never framed as if he’s intimidating, except in fight scenes where he should be. This is all about not just dialogue, but directing, framing, cinematography, and I thought they handled this appropriately with Luke and avoided common (and dangerous) racist tropes. 

On the flip, Simpson. There’s always something off about Simpson. Except for a few of his scenes, there’s always a slight level of discomfort with him. He feels just a little bit… wrong, even before we know about his stimulants. He’s a conventionally attractive white man who has seemingly heroic goals, but you just never fully trust him. He’s scarier than Luke ever is, and I appreciate that.