zootopia was actually a lot better than i expected ?!?! idky i was playing myself thinking im not into anthropomorphic animal movies bc i definitely… am. racial discourse was a bit flawed but generally good, the godfather reference had me deceased, and im not a furry but disney knows how to write their red foxes 😭💕
Help I'm falling into Dhurke/Datz hell and I can't get out
Honestly right now unrequited Datz pining is my jam?? Datz constantly sending Obvious Signals to Dhurke who’s always just like “oh you’re such a Great Pal *clueless smile*” and Datz is like, [screaming internally]
Datz being like this awkward stepdad/godfather figure to Yuty and Pollo but not… actually… knowing how to do it so he’s just like “uh so kids wanna go out and… play with crossbows and/or large knives” and Yuty and Pollo are like Um Hell Yes and Dhurke has to jump in every time and go “hey, Datz, buddy, how about, you don’t do that”
[SPOILERS FOR AA6] Datz and Amara bonding after Turnabout Revolution over their shared experience of Losing The Bae? Datz horribly torn up over the fact that Dhurke had never learned the truth about him and Amara heartbroken that she’d never learned the truth about Dhurke
can i ask why you relate that flannery quote to michael corleone? i always see that's your tag for him i was just wondering!
the godfather movies are about michael corleone ripping off parts of himself and ultimately killing his heart while throughout his hands remain steady & his eyes half-lidded & watchful. and it comes naturally to him, like a destiny or calling. michael is an inverse prophet.
the horror and might of his character is that he’s so instinctively, inhumanly adept at leading a criminal empire (that he initially never intended to be a part of) that it destroys everything else in him, not via sudden obliteration but through a gradual degradation of the spirit. one review of the godfather part ii refers to it as “cinema’s greatest portrayal of the hardening of a heart”. yet at the heart of his actions there is moral imperative, even if it’s ultimately betrayed. it’s like he’s capable of making the choices he does because he knows grace, only it’s not the grace of god.
this is the man whose brother betrayed him out of cowardice, naivete and weakness, not malice, and certainly wouldn’t have been capable of or inclined to do it again. and michael responded by quietly deciding to have his brother killed. but, kindly, not until their mother died first.
Its face was like the face she had seen in some medieval paintings where the martyr’s limbs are being sawed off and his expression says he is being deprived of nothing essential.
i read that and all i see is the terrifying immutability of michael’s eyes.
“Dancing isn’t really my thing, Sirius,” Hope said, wrinkling her nose in annoyance as she considered her godfather.
“You’re going to have to learn sometime,” Sirius grinned widely.
“You just want to see me stumble over myself,” Hope realized.
He laughed. “I won’t deny its part of the appeal…but I get the feeling its something you’re going to want under your belt this year.”
There was something far too knowing in the look he cast towards her and Hope couldn’t help but narrow her eyes suspiciously.
“What d’you know?” she asked.
But all Sirius did was whistle innocently before extending a hand to her. “Come on, Hope, live a little.”
Hope’s shoulders sagged slightly and she relented, reaching out a hand and taking his, positioning one hand on his shoulder as he positioned his on her waist.
“Now,” he said as she took in a deep breath, “step with me.”
And Hope did, stumbling as she did so, the music belling out around them as they spun in the ball room until Hope got the hang of the dance, only to stumble some more when Sirius switched up the dance.
I get it. There were good, plentiful times. Your meme crops grew and you had much. But then, you come to me. You come to me on this, the day my daughter is to be married, and you say "Sex". You don't even think to call me Godfather.
“I understand. You found paradise in America. You had a good trade, you made a good living. The police protected you and there were courts of law. So you didn’t need a friend like me. Now you come and say “Don Corleone, give me justice.” But you don’t ask with respect. You don’t offer friendship. You don’t even think to call me Godfather. You come into my house on the day my daughter is to be married and you ask me to do murder - for money.“
The Godfather (1972) directed by Francis Ford Coppola
Hewas my mum and dad’s best friend. He’s a convicted murderer, but he’s broken out of wizard prison and he’s on the run. He likes to keep in touch with me, though… keep up with my news… check if I’mhappy…
“As Don Corleone calmly explains his idea of “friendship” to the undertaker Bonasera, the first nearly full-body shot of the don reveals an unexpected guest: a gray and white cat sitting in Marlon Brando’s lap. “The cat in Marlon’s hands was not planned for”, director Francis Ford Coppola said later. “I saw the cat running around the studio, and took it and put it in his hands without a word”. Brando apparently loved children and animals, and it became part of the scene. But it also nearly ruined the shot. When the sound crew listened to Brando’s dialogue, they couldn’t understand a word he was saying and feared they would have to use subtitles. The problem wasn’t Brando but the cat, whose purring wrecked the sound. You can still hear it on the sound track.”