As a straight woman I find the lack of LGBT characters in comics, films and TV shows annoying. It’s sad that we’re in 2016 and we still can’t have a main or supporting character who’s Gay/bi/trans that doesn’t get killed off!
Come on writers, let’s give Tony Stark a best friend who’s a lesbian and have him insist on helping her find dates so he can play the ultimate wing man!
Let’s have a trans character leading their own team in the X-Men!
Let’s give Gotham a Bi superhero that joins the Bat family!
Let’s have a Gay longterm relationship in a top TV show and here’s an idea don’t kill one of them off!
I understand I may lose followers over this post, but after seeing the state of a good friend of mine after getting the crap kicked out of him for holding his boyfriends hand in the park. After the terrible tragedy in Orlando….isn’t it time things changed? Isn’t it time we all learn to accept each other for who we are?
Isn’t it time to stop the hate?
It’s time to spread the love, in the real world and the fictional one.
kabbyau — abby griffin and marcus kane as mr and mrs smith: john & jane, an upper-middle class couple, married for five (or six!) years were both surprised to find out that the other is a highly skilled contract assassin. Hired by their competing agencies to kill each other, they arrive at an unexpected obstacle along the way, their buried feelings for each other.
Portobello Road, Portobello Road, street where the riches of ages are stowed! Anything and everything a chap can unload, is sold off the barrow in Portobello Road. You’ll find what you want in the Portobello Road!
Love is the weakness of human beings, and the Angels despise them for
it, and the Clave despises it too, and therefore they punish it. Do you
know what happens to parabatai who fall in love? Do you know why it’s
George Banks and all he stands for will be saved. Maybe not in life, but in imagination. Because that’s what we storytellers do. We restore order with imagination. We instill hope again and again and again.
What will NY152 say today, I wonder. I turn on my computer. I wait impatiently as it connects. I go online, and my breath catches in my chest until I hear three little words: You’ve got mail. I hear nothing. Not even a sound on the streets of New York, just the beating of my own heart. I have mail. From you.
Portra 400 - certainly a great film and has wide exposure latitude, atleast better than Ektar 100… however I still love Ektar more than this film…probably the discipline that it requires attracts me more towards it..