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Disney dumps PewDiePie over anti-Semitism

  • Disney has cut ties with Swedish YouTube mega star Felix Kjellberg, better known as PewDiePie. Kjellberg has 53 million subscribers.
  • The split came after he posted a series of videos that contained anti-Semitic images, the Wall Street Journal reported Tuesday.
  • Disney’s decision to part ways came after the Journal reached out to Disney to inquire about nine troubling clips from Kjellberg’s videos dating back to August 2016.
  • The Journal noted that in one since-removed video, Kjellberg shows a man dressed as Jesus and saying “Hitler did absolutely nothing wrong.”
  • But it’s the video wherein Kjellberg hired two Indian men to hold up a sign that reads “Death to all Jews” that reportedly prompted Disney to pull the plug. Read more (2/14/17 10 AM)

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Guy just jumps out the fukin window.

i think i’ve drawn iris before but i haven’t drawn dahlia yet

picture this: 

you’re me. you’re in the theatre, watching moana for the first time. you’re already kind of overwhelmed by emotion after “we know the way” because damn, you could almost feel the ocean wind blowing on your face. maui is a lot of fun and although you’re more than a little concerned about accurate polynesian representation (you’ll be sure to look up discourse later, surely there’s plenty of it), you’re still having a good time.

then the crab shows up. oh, okay. he seems like a typical goofy villain who’ll be easily defeated by a show of wits on moana’s part, the comical relief. he loves to talk about himself? who’d have guessed, he’s completely decked out in bling. oh, he’s gonna do it in song form? that’s fine, another musical number is always g-

then he starts singing, and then you realize. 

shit. he has a really goddamn nice voice.

now this is entirely unfair, because the song itself is built to sound a bit seductive in the first place. later you’ll find out after an obsessive googling session that it was a david bowie homage, which will lessen your shame a little bit, but only a little bit. for now you’re sitting there utterly and completely confused because why is this happening, this sparkling crab motherfucker has no business sounding so… so… your brain refuses to choke out the word as the song continues in its glorious splendor, then comes to a halt as maui grabs his hook off the crab’s back. no, no, no! that was too short, even just for a quick musical number! that can’t be the full song, can it…? but maui’s struggling to revert back to his bird form, moana’s in trouble, tamatoa’s looming over maui with a grin on his face–


“well, well, well;

little maui’s having trouble with his look,

you little semi-demi-minigod…

your heart gives a leap into your throat. was that a growl you detected in his voice? why are you reacting to this????? you’re just happy that there’s more song, right??? oh my god, is the crab actually throwing maui around??? look at maui, he’s being demolished, someone please help him, oh holy god, this is so dark, why am i enjoying this, now the crab is a neon disco ball and his face is a glowing pattern like dr facilier, he’s going to eat maui and moana, why is his voice so low and- and- wh-

by now your heart is hammering out a steady 120 bpm and even when the song is over, none of it fades from your mind. for the rest of the film an image is imprinted in the back of your head, and it’s one of the crab dragging maui across the floor in time with the music. you know you’re going to look up clips of this song for hours afterward. you don’t know who the voice actor is yet, but you sure as shit are going to find out. and even as you exit the theatre there’s a heavy heat in your face emanating from the shame you’re feeling that you can’t bring yourself to explain. that was weird. really, really weird. you haven’t felt this excited and shaken since you were a kid and just had your first rollercoaster ride. except that rollercoaster didn’t make you feel like a goddamn filthy sinner afterward.

at some point in the future, like now, when you’re on tumblr after your first class and figure there’s nothing left to lose anymore, you will admit not just to yourself but to your 1700-odd followers that maybe, just maybe, you were attracted to tamatoa the crab (thanks to the splendid work of jemaine clement, who you now follow on twitter because reasons). there’s no real point in denying it anyway. besides, this is the internet. you know you’re not alone in this at all.

Just a few reasons why Moana is probably the best Disney “princess” movie:

  • The original out lash about Maui’s body build was useless. Maui wasn’t the only one, and you were able to see that the demigod’s build was a projection of the focus village (Moana’s village) as Chief Tui had a similar build (though not as wide in the shoulders).
  • Christopher Jackson sings for Chief Tui on the Soundtrack and Lin-Manuel Miranda wrote the song. It’s like Lin-Manuel can’t do anything without Christopher. #bros4lyfe
    • bonus: Lin-Manuel also sings a song on the soundtrack
  • Moana has a sidekick pig and chicken, but the chicken is the one that comes with her on her journey. Maui also comments on how every Disney princess is the daughter of some important person and has an animal sidekick.
  • Moana’s grandma is the “village crazy” which made me laugh every time because she was also the wife of the previous chief lmao
  • At one point, Maui says: “You better not start singing.” This is funny because of two reasons:
    • One, he literally sang when he and Moana first met
    • Two, they were about to encounter a character that was going to sing
    • Maui is a bit of a villain, to begin with, but he’s more like a sassy older brother that wants his sister to learn for herself
    • there’s a minor (like super minor he’s only there for a scene) villain and he literally just sings and while they’re leaving, he asks “Did you at least like the song?”
  • You will want to cry A  L O T. jfc i cried too many times to count
  • FREAKING LIN-MANUEL MIRANDA. The songs he wrote are so pretty and only add to the fact that you’ll want to cry a lot
  • The sea is best friends with Moana and gets super sassy towards the chicken and Maui it’s greAT

So yeah if you needed any reason to see Moana other than it looked so freaking amazing, I hope this list gave you one.

Okay, but how about a Beauty and the Beast film where Prince Adam is a black man? I saw a gif of Daveed Diggs the other day which reminded me of Prince Adam, admittedly because of the clothes he was wearing:

Originally posted by alexanderlafayette

At first I just thought about how sweet it would be to have a PoC be the Prince, but then I realised—shit, it would be really sweet to cast a black male as the Prince. Not because of inclusion or whatever—although that is also a good reason—but because of the symbolism. Wouldn’t it be amazing? To use the whole story as a way to show the dehumanisation and demonisation of black people, and especially of black males. What’s the best metaphor for making the audience see that than turning a black man into a literal beast that is rude and uncouth and perpetually full of rage? But not because that’s how black men are, oh no. That’s how black men are made to be.

Prince Adam, despite his status, has internalised all these traits. He has always been shown that he is a danger somehow, barely even human at times. Growing up alone—his parents aren’t around for some reason, and I’m not saying some jealous white noble murdered them, but some jealous white noble probably murdered them—has only made it all the easier for him not to know any better and just accepted what he believes to be the truth—he sees his servants, the ones who are white in particular, become nervous when he throws a tantrum, avert their eyes when he crosses his arms and glares, shrink back when he looms over them.

A super predator—this is what Prince Adam has been led to believe he is, and so he acts like one, all sharp edges and cruel words and gaping distance. All that is what brings about his eventual downfall at the hands of the Enchantress, whom I’ll refer to as the Witch because, in all seriousness, who the hell turns a person into a monstrous creature because they were unkind to you just the once? You can’t analyse your data and arrive to a sound conclusion with a whopping average of one. It shows a great deal of subjectivity, partiality, and bigotry. So of course she’s white, with some pure-and-strong vibes that remind us of Galadriel from The Lord of the Rings. We think the Witch wise and strict at first. How could she be anything else? But then the cracks begin to show as the story progresses, not through character development since she’s only there at the beginning of the film, but through learning more about Prince Adam and his experiences—the racism he has had to face and brave each day of his life with no reprieve, how his initial softness had to be tempered like steel and honed like a blade until there was nothing soft about him left.

In any case, Prince Adam is transformed into a beast by the Witch and he continues to be rough and temperamental. Then Belle—whom I’m dreamcasting as Phillipa Soo because you can’t stop me—turns up, and she shows him he is more than what he has been told. She helps him purge all the toxic stuff he has guzzled down, makes him see his true worth and potential as a human being. She helps him transform, but not in the way we think: it isn’t about looking human again, it’s about reclaiming your humanity. Prince Adam stopped being a person long before the Witch came along, and Belle’s presence begins to heal a wound that has been there since many years previous to the Witch’s curse.

Of course, it isn’t easy. Prince Adam isn’t willing to open up, and so Belle learns snippets of his story from the servants at first, some sympathetic, others resigned, most fearful. Cogsworth is the old and loyal butler who mourns the death of Prince Adam’s parents but sees little of them in their turbulent son, who is both condescending and frightened when Prince Adam is around, who as the story progresses and Belle continues to chip away at the Prince’s armour finally begins to see that not only failed but also wronged his young master. Lumière is the ever-chipper maître d’hôtel who believes in Prince Adam’s capacity for good but has never been able to bring it forth, who sometimes says problematic things without realising, who eventually becomes aware of what he’s doing and vows to change his unwittingly harmful ways. Mrs Potts is the stereotypical Aunt Jemima, a black person just like Prince Adam, and one of the few servants who can temporarily calm him down every now and then with the promise of biscuits and piping-hot tea and other such goodies, who shows him the kindness few people ever afforded him, who sees his anger for the struggle it is.

I also have this image of Belle when she leaves and is consequently chased by wolves. She wouldn’t be spooked into running away. When Prince Adam yells at her for trespassing and tells her to get out, she flees the room at first. Then she comes back to demand answers. Prince Adam yells some more at this, and she retorts that he may be a beast but it is he who has chosen to also be a monster. And then she leaves, having delivered a statement that will continue to ring in Prince Adam’s head and be the first seed she plants there—the idea that he has been a monster since before the curse and that he has a choice not to be that monster.

And of course Gaston is the asshole cishet white supremacist douchebag of the village. Thought I’d say it despite its obviousness. And, like my good friend @toakenshire said, just think about the visual parallels you could make between available footage on the KKK hate crimes and the scene in which the men from the village march to Prince Adam’s castle with their pitchforks and torches.

I don’t mean to demonise white people—that’s what Cogsworth and Lumière’s character arcs are there for, to show that error is a human thing and you can learn from your mistakes—but it is a fact that the demonisation of black people is so common-place that it has gone unquestioned for the longest time. The mistreatment of PoC has been happening for longer than we can remember and I think Beauty and the Beast is the perfect story to show this in a clear and blunt way: you literally take someone’s humanity from them, then return its physical aspect once they have reclaimed the spiritual aspect on their own.

TL;DR: Give me Beauty and the Beast with a black Prince Adam and through it tell every black man’s story.

Honestly Mulan and Disney’s treatment to of that character is so fascinating to me bc like to me it’s like 2 separate Disneys

there’s the Disney that made and distributed a movie for kids that encouraged them to not let their full potential go to waste by worrying about what makes others happy or comfortable, or underestimate themselves or others

aaaaaand then there’s the Disney that only sells the image of Mulan in her matchmaker outfit. The outfit that represented how impossibly hard it was for her to conform to expectations that others forced on her.

Like, even little kids understand “this is the outfit she wore when she was the most sad” Tbh it made no sense to me as a kid I was like “Why did they make THIS the doll and why is she suddenly so content in this outfit now?”


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Things Uttered At The Haus

(Based on my own grad school experiences/having very thin walls in my apartment building)

-*offended whisper* “Why don’t you look at me during?*
“What the fuck dude? Have you been watching Game Grumps again?”

-”It’s three am and I’m making pot brownies because what is life anymore even? Let’s just eat the chocolate and chill out until we die.”


-*slams a thermos of gin and tonic on the table* “So before we go through our writing group critique, I feel like we all need some of this.”
“Getting drunk at eleven in the morning? Now we’re real writers!” 

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Every time someone brings up how skinny the Disney princesses are, people want to say that girls don’t notice these things and not only has that been disproven but why are they so against Disney branching out in their style?

The thing about art is that it changes as time goes by. Disney is no exception. Moana is definitely very different from past princesses. Not only is she Polynesian but she has the body of a real teenager. She looks like someone who could exist in the real world and it’s refreshing to see.

Skin women are admired 24/7 in real media and the same goes for animated media. Not only is it just lazy to not branch out with female designs but you’re also sending a message to like girls at an early age. You’re telling them, “Unless you’re skinny, you’re not worthy of love or adventure.” That’s not okay. Seeing nothing but perfect skinny women every messed me up during middle school and I am still dealing with body image to this day because of it.

There is no excuse for Disney or any animation studio to not have more diverse female bodies.