my love for this scene and this film is eternal


“I never had any friends later on like the ones I had when I was twelve. Jesus, does anyone?”

Stand by Me is seriously one of the best films about friendship, and growing up. The film came out in the late 80s, 1987 to be exact, and is one of the earlier films by Rob Reiner, who went on to direct The Princess Bride, Misery and When Harry Met Sally. This was before he forgot how to direct, of course. The film is based on the novella The Body by Steven King, who I adore. And this film is hands down my favourite adaption of what Steven King has written, he even said so himself. 

“After director Rob Reiner screened the movie for Stephen King, Reiner noticed that King was visibly shaking and wasn’t speaking. King left the room and upon his return, he told Reiner that the movie was the best adaptation of his work he had ever seen.” 

Sure The Shawshank Redemption is good, beyond good, but this film and the novella hit me hard, and it is in graved in my heart forever. I know that sounds rather sappy but it is the truth.

The film is about four, 12-year-old best friends, Gordie (Wil Wheaton), Chris (River Phoenix), Teddy (Corey Feldman) and Vern (Jerry O’Connell). The story plays out in the late 1950’s in the town of Castlerock, Oregon. They find out that the body of a missing boy is located in the woods, by the railroad, and they set out to find him before anyone else does. Gordie and his friends decided to lie about going camping and by foot, they make the journey to find the boy. Meanwhile, the bad kids in town set out to do the same, when learning about the boy’s whereabouts. This journey they make unlocks emotions within the four boys, that they usually don’t face head on, but now they must. The film is basically a story about how an event can unexpectedly change lives.

I saw this film way too late in life (mind you, I’m only 18) but this film would have put many things in perspective if I had seen it when I was 12-13. It would have changed my life I reckon, and it did to some degree change how I felt about friendship and what really matters in life when I saw it at age 16. I do still have a nostalgic feeling towards the film, although I shouldn’t have. I wished that I had friends like that when I was younger, that I had a life-changing adventure like that when I was young, but I didn’t.  

The acting in this film is really what makes it, everyone is absolutely lovely, but some standout. River Phoenix is one of them, his sincerity and poignancy that he added to his role made my heart cry. Such a true talent, and I miss him, although I wasn’t born when he passed. One of my favourite scenes in film history ever is the milk-money scene, and if you watch that you will understand my eternal love for River. The other lads were also very good, and for their young age, I applaud them forever. One of my favourite villains is also in this film, Ace Merril (Kiefer Sutherland), and he is ruthless and sadistic, but so dashing all the same. Rob Reiner directed this film brilliantly, he pushed the four young boys to their limits and it paid off.

The ending will forever be one of my favourite endings in a film, I know I have said ‘favourite’ a lot in this review but I owe my love for film to this masterpiece of emotion. I won’t spoil the ending for you but I sobbed and I smiled and sobbed some more, just like in The Dead Poet’s Society (another favourite). You will find pieces of yourself in these four boys, and if you haven’t seen it you are missing such a gem.

  • “This is the last stop on this train. Everyone please leave the train. Thank you for riding with MTA New York City Transit.” You awaken from your slumber in a daze; your mind foggy you stumble to your feet and rub your eyes.  You catch your reflection in the window and see they are bloodshot. Stumbling down the the dimly lit pathway through an endless labyrinth of exit signs, you lean against a dilapidated station sign. You don’t know how long you’ve been riding the train, and in fact you’re no longer sure which train you were riding, or if it ever mattered, but this is your last stop. Thank you for riding with MTA.
  • Dollar Pizza stores cluster together on the outskirts of the city, slices chilled in the midmorning mist. They are retreating.  
  • You take quick strides down the avenue, jostling past shopping carts and children sticky with summer and  crocodile tears. You do not turn to look back, your eyes are cemented to the ground. Where are you going? 
  • The night is quiet and under the light of a streetlamp stands a figure shrouded in green, a pointed crown adorning their head.  With a face painted iridescent teal, their head is bowed and a flag hangs listlessly in one hand, a miniature building in the other. You turn your head away as you pass only to find another on the corner ahead. Then another still. Under their breath you hear them whisper, “Give us your tired, your poor, your huddled masses, for we yearn to breathe free.” 
  • Police barricades bookend the streets. Fire hydrants are torn apart and water floods the sidewalk, accompanied by the sounds of children’s laughter.  Music trickles down the grid system.  A lone bouncy castle sits in the middle of the avenue, empty.  It’s been there for as long as you can remember but the children have learned to stay away.  We have all learned to stay away.
  • Faceless, the masses swarm around you.  Your breathing is shallow and you are wheezing. Your pace slows to a halt disrupting the flow of the populace.  We are the red blood of the city, pumping through its plaque thickened veins.  We keep this city alive.  But like every organism, the city has its immune system. You too will pass. It’d be best to start running now.
  • Tourists sit stiff like liquor with the porcelain faces of dolls.  Artists touch their charcoal to newsprint, stitching their likenesses into the page. The portraits capture their expressions well.  They look afraid. Their hefty winter coats seem woefully out of season in this August heat. 
  • They tell us we are the scene of movie upon movie.  Film reels en masse of lemonade and love stories.  In their minds we occupy an eternal fantasy, existing in the shadows of pop culture.  We will let them dream. Home is so much more, and in its flaws we find our solace.
Dear Reylo Artists

Some folks may not know this classic movie: From Here to Eternity. Ever since we heard about the rumored Ahch-to rescue, I cannot get this scene out of my head. Just throwing it out there if someone wants to attempt it. And BTW- like most directors, Johnson has a love of classic cinema and film history. Have you all liked the black and white pics we’ve been getting? K, just gonna leave this image intense sexy stuff below. *spoilers* ?? ;-) Images out of sequence. Reference models. Need to make ourselves busy and positive. Many days to go 12/2017.

And they lived happily ever after. (BTW– scenes out of sequence.)

For extra hilarity, REASONS (Who does this look like, honestly.)

Rian Johnson– are you out there? His love of b&w and classic style. Thx for the help @moody-avocado

We see you.

“brendanrobinson: As filming on #PLL comes to a close today, I’m left reflecting on how much this show has changed my life. It’s been an incredible experience that I will hold close to my heart forever. And none of it would have been possible without all of YOU, the fans, the #pllarmy! The cast & crew and I are eternally grateful for your love, support and loyalty for the past 7 seasons!! Also, a special thank you to our fearless captain @imarleneking and all of our writers/producers, everyone at @freeform & @warnerbrostv, and of course @itsashbenzo for being an amazing scene partner for so many #HannaandLucas scenes!! Cheers!! @prettylittleliars #bestfans #prettylittleliars”

Do You Still Love Her? - Evan X Reader


Request:  Can you do one about Evan coming back from being gone for awhile and you are happy to see him or one about him filming scenes with Emma and you’re jealous. I looooove your stories by the way. Keep up the good work!


This day has been coming for what feels like an eternity but it’s actually only been a few months. Today my beautiful boyfriend Evan comes home from filming his new movie. He still has yet to tell me anything about the movie because he likes it to be a secret so he sees my legitimate reaction to his work, not just my reaction when I already know what’s going to happen. People always assume I know all the secrets to his work before the shows or movies come out but I’m just as in the dark as his many loyal fans are.

As the day gets on I go and decide to cook his favourite meal for when he gets home. His plane lands in an hour so I have plenty of time to cook because he offered to get an Uber home. I finish cooking the food completely and place it in the microwave so it won’t go cold just as I hear him walking through the door. Quickly I walk up to the front hallway to see Evan walking groggily through the doorway with two suit cases in hand. I rush up to him and he engulfs me in a hug so tight that I’m left without air for a moment.

“I missed you so much.” He whispers with his head buried in the crook of my neck and his arms still tightly wrapped around my waist.

“Not as much as I missed you.” I whisper back and he hugs me tighter before pulling away and giving me a quick kiss on the lips.

“I’m gonna go have a shower because I smell like an airport.” He jokes before walking tiredly down the hallway and up the stairs to the bathroom. I take his suitcases up to our room and go downstairs to wait for him in the living room. Before long he comes running down the stairs looking all refreshed and walks into the living room and coming to sit down right next to me.

“I missed you so much.” He says again wrapping his arms around me once more and nuzzling into my neck as I hug him back tightly. How I’ve missed the days like these when being wrapped in each other’s arms.

“I’d do anything to have you home all year.” I whisper and he smiles, “So are you gonna tell me anything about this new movie then?” I ask laughing and his smile drops.

“Um well you know I don’t like spoiling plots.” He says and starts a quick and vague description of the movie he just filmed.

“And who’s in it?” I ask as he gets extremely nervous, “Come on you always tell me who your costars are.”

“Emma. The movie was with Emma.” He blurts out so fast I barely catch it and I feel myself tense up.

“You’ve been with Emma for three months?” I say with tears welling in my eyes as he nods his head. I stand up to walk out but he shoots up quicker than humanly possible and grabs my hand.

“Please let me explain.” He asks and I stand there waiting for an explanation, “This movie was an incredible opportunity and I didn’t want to pass it up. I found out she was a cast member when I got there but I didn’t wanna upset you. We weren’t playing a couple on screen or anything and I didn’t talk to her once off camera.” He rambles as I feel more tears streaming down my face.

“So you don’t still love her?” I ask sniffling

“Love her? I never loved her. I love you Y/N” he says lifting my chin so my eyes meet his as he wipes the tears from my cheeks, “I love you more than you could ever possibly know. Don’t you ever forget that?

“I love you too.” I say as I feel more tears coming but they’re happy tears as I wrap my arms around his neck and pull him into a kiss, “I love you to the moon and back.”