still not as good as all



anonymous asked:

hello there. could you make a proper post about ragnarok? your tags are teasing me & i wanna know what you liked about it. personally i was vibrating with excitement throughout, it was so good. after all the dark, boring marvel stuff, finally some quality fun. everything a blockbuster should be, done right. (with enough brothering to warm my samndean heart)

hi there, anon, I’d be delighted. Though coherent film reviews aren’t really my business, this movie was just–supremely delicious enough to make it happen.

THOR: RAGNAROK spoilers below.

Vibrating with excitement is a great way to describe the experience of seeing this movie, and for that I think we need to start with a little background. Anyone who reads my tags on a regular basis knows that, truly, #taika waititi is my hero. Why, though? Well, to start with, he is a genius, and what he’s a genius at is a particular kind of comedy. A lot of people say that there’s a particularly New Zealand sense of humor to his films–not being a Kiwi I don’t know that I could say, either way. However, if you’re a fan of Flight of the Conchords or Rhys Darby, you can hear the echoes of that comedy style throughout his work. It’s whimsical, clever, self-deprecating, ranges from surrealist to subtle. What it is not, ever, is mean-spirited. Sometimes there’s a light jab to the ribs, but it is always, always given with a quirk of a smile. Such a refreshing thing, especially given how… cruel comedy can be, in the wrong hands.

What’s more important than his skill with comedy, though, is the way he’ll layer in real, true feeling–and never makes it schmaltzy. If you’re forced to watch a “feel-good family film” from a lesser director, there will be ‘funny’ moments (often based in personal humiliation and mockery), there will be brief drama (usually melodrama), and there will be moments of poignancy where everyone realizes that they really do love each other, after all. Puke. Contrast here Waititi’s masterpiece–yes, screw you, it’s a masterpiece–Hunt for the Wilderpeople. This movie is genuinely, laugh-out-loud funny–and it also made me cry, genuinely, at the same time that it made my whole chest full and warm with sympathetic joy. The man knows how to layer in emotion with his humor in a way that doesn’t make the audience feel cheaply manipulated. When Ricky Baker earns his happy ending at the end of Wilderpeople, your face hurts from smiling and your eyes are wet, and–if you’re me–you feel grateful, to be treated like an adult by a director. Such a joy not to feel dragged along like a simpleton, not to feel like the script was written with crayon. (No spoilers for Wilderpeople, but if you’re reading this and you haven’t seen it, you fucking should. I think it’s streaming on Amazon right now.)

So. Then we came to Thor. I didn’t have high hopes for the character’s franchise after Thor: The Dark World (though I did like that movie more than most people, it seems). However, as soon as Waititi was attached, my immediate reaction was shock and then a thrill, and holy shit, did he deliver.

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One day i’m going to be able to purge myself from the itch to fanart for shows that I love/hate. today, unfortunately, is not that day.


hc that Preston and Nerf’s egg never ran away but rather… Jasper was watching all this unfold from afar and decided that now was as good a time as any for ghostly intervention

@thisshouldbegayer‘s Galra Keith to match my Altean Lance.


Sorry I took your suit. I mean, you had it coming. Actually, it turns out it was the perfect sort of tough-love moment that you needed, right? To urge you on, right? Wouldn’t you think? Don’t you think? Let’s just say it was.


Someone: when are you gonna stop drawing gay stuff omg

Me, drawing more gay stuff: wow suddenly I can’t read


That stream truly gave us so many great moments. Have some random headcanon doodles cooked up with help of the usual suspects @spinetrick @professor-cinnamon-roll @thesnadger

okay so like unpopular opinion, and its probs not the time bc i’ve had 1.5 very large margaritas (yes, its a wednesday, and yes, i do have work tomorrow) but i’ve had 1.5 very large margaritas and i do not care, so:

i cannot believe that jkr thought severus snape and peter pettigrew were sympathetic characters worthy of redemption, and that draco malfoy was not

like???? draco was a child for so much of the series! they were all children! and of course he made terrible choices and of course he did things that were wrong. but how can you compare him to snape and pettigrew and find him lacking? snape betrayed a woman he claimed to love out of a desire for acceptance and abused her son for years. pettigrew betrayed his best friends who would have died for him, which ended with one in jail, one dead, and the other destitude, and then he went and betrayed them all AGAIN 13 years later!

draco joined voldemort for his family, because he was raised to be this way, because he loved his parents and wanted to do what his father wanted. he wasn’t happy! he didn’t enjoy it! and no, that doesn’t make his actions any better, it doesn’t make the terrible things okay.

but he betrayed voldemort in the end! he wasn’t evil or cruel, he was awful, sure, but those things are worlds apart.

just. how can you look at grown men who betrayed the people closest to them, again and again, for selfish reasons, and look at a teenager who did horrible things because he loved his family, and say the former is more deserving of redemption and forgiveness than the latter? how???

honestly i’ll fight jkr and anyone who disagrees with this post in a denny’s parking lot at dawn

  • Ravenclaw: There are no good modern horror movies. The genre is dying.
  • *new horror movie comes out*
  • Ravenclaw: i mUSt sEE IT!

“It doesn’t have to be perfect.”

Draco rolled his eyes while he brushed his hair out of his face with the back of his hand.

“I’m going to ignore that unhelpful comment.” He narrowed his eyes and examined his work. It really was far from perfect. Why wouldn’t the stupid icing cooperate?

“It looks nice.”

Draco put his hands on his hips, momentarily forgetting they were covered in flour, and scowled.

“Nice,” he repeated. “Thanks, Potter. That’s exactly what I wanted to hear after spending five hours on this thing.”

Potter sighed and put a hand on Draco’s shoulder.

“I didn’t mean it in a bad way. It looks lovely. Well, maybe a bit scary, but… it’s a cute dragon.”

Draco felt his cheeks heat up and he slapped Potter’s hand away.

“It’s not a dragon, you imbecile!”

Potter blinked.

“Oh. Um… it’s a nice… hippogriff?”

“Why would I want it to look like something that nearly killed me?”

This time, it was Potter who rolled his eyes.

“It didn’t. Not even nearly. You really need to get over it.”

Draco snorted and picked up the piping bag. Writing something on the cake with this was so much harder than he had anticipated. And Potter watching him wasn’t exactly helping.

Maybe he shouldn’t have used so many colours to ice the cake. The writing was barely legible. This was such a mess. But he didn’t have time to start over. Frustrated, he threw the piping bag on the table.

“Why am I so bad at this?”

Draco hated being bad at something. Anything.

He felt two arms encircle his hips and Potter’s body pressing against his from behind. He rested his chin on Draco’s shoulder and kissed his cheek.

“Why didn’t you use magic?” he asked timidly.

You don’t need magic to do this,” Draco said quietly. “I wanted to do something like that for him, too.”

Potter said nothing to that but squeezed Draco’s hips more tightly.

“When did you become so sentimental?”

“Shut up, Potter,” Draco said and shoved him with his elbow. He glanced at the cake and sighed. “It’s a unicorn,” he said. “Well, it’s supposed to be a unicorn.” He reached inside his pocket and pointed his wand at the cake. Before he could say the incantation, Potter grabbed his hand and lowered it.

“What are you doing?”

“I’m fixing it,” Draco said, turning around to him.

“But you wanted to do this without magic,” Potter pointed out.

“Well, I think it’s safe to say that was a complete failure.”

Potter shook his head and cupped Draco’s cheek.

“Draco, it’s his first birthday. He won’t care what it looks like. He’ll probably destroy the cake within seconds as soon as you let him near it.”

“Oh, so you’re saying I did all of this for nothing?” Draco huffed. Potter smiled.

“On the contrary. I’m just saying it doesn’t have to be perfect. It will be perfect for him no matter what.”

Draco snorted, his cheeks getting warm again, but this time, it wasn’t from anger.

“Merlin, you are such a sop!”

Potter grinned at him and kissed the tip of his nose.

“And you like that about me.”

Draco couldn’t help but laugh.

“Yeah, I guess I’m a lost cause.” He paused and looked at the cake again.

“Do you really think he’ll like it?”

“Teddy will love it. And we’ll take lots of pictures, so he’ll always remember his perfect first birthday.”

Draco snorted again.

“Soppy,” he muttered under his breath.

“Good soppy?” Potter asked, winking at him.

Draco chuckled and leaned in to give Potter a swift kiss.

“Good soppy.”