“Yeah but change it a bit so it doesn’t look the same.”
Edit: Okay so what at first came off as a joke clearly was misinterpreted by some users here, so I’m here to clear some things up
A lot of people are thinking I made this post because I don’t think there should be more representation for Latinx people and cultural holidays like the Day of the Dead, but that wasn’t my point here.
Like the meme that’s been going around about copying plots, I decided to show this. Sure, it’s one image from both movies that look coincidentally the same, and yes, I’m aware that marigolds have a big meaning surrounding passing on
Some people thought because I only posted one screenshot, that’s all I knew about the movie. It wasn’t.
As said in Coco’s description, “ Despite his family’s baffling generations-old ban on music, Miguel (voice of newcomer Anthony Gonzalez) dreams of becoming an accomplished musician like his idol, Ernesto de la Cruz (voice of Benjamin Bratt). Desperate to prove his talent, Miguel finds himself in the stunning and colorful Land of the Dead following a mysterious chain of events. Along the way, he meets charming trickster Hector (voice of Gael García Bernal), and together, they set off on an extraordinary journey to unlock the real story behind Miguel’s family history. “ (Source)
Boy can’t become musician, and seeks out to find someone he cares for in the land of the dead with the help of his ancestors, I’ve never heard that one before?
If you’re going to spread and represent a culture, don’t tell the same story someone else already has.
And yes, I’m aware that Gutierrez is backing this production, but for me, it doesn’t really change the fact that it’s the same story, and hell knows since it’s Pixar, it will grow to be much more popular than TBOL.
In fact, Pixar wasn’t going to go through with Coco (which at the time, was still known as Dia De Los Muertos) had TBOL not grown some fame and was hinting at a sequel, possibly a trilogy.
Anyways, this post was purely to share a laugh at how similar things were, and I’m not mad with anyone for thinking differently.
I do, however, advise you to go see Dia De Muertos, an upcoming movie supporting the Latinx and their culture, with it’s own completely original story!
It was a few seconds before Cinder found her voice and she had to grip the door frame to keep standing. “Thorne?” His head jerked around. “Cinder?” “Wh—what are you—how? Where have you been? What’s going on? Why are you wearing that stupid bandanna?” He laughed. Gripping a wooden cane, he stumbled toward her, waving one hand until it landed on her shoulder. Then he was hugging her, suffocating her against his chest. “I missed you too.” “You jerk,” she hissed, even as she returned the hug. “We thought you were dead!” “Oh, please. It’d take a lot more than a satellite plummeting to Earth to kill me.”
A seriously long overdue tribute to one of my favourite books, Rainbow Rowell’s Carry On! I was meaning to draw something with Simon and Baz immediately after putting the book down but it took a while to finish this. This was sort of meant to be for the scene where the dragon attacks Watford, but I didn’t have the book nearby for reference so it’s just whipped it from my head.
I’m super late to the fandom, but I hope you guys like this. I’ll definitely be drawing more of these two soon~
Bex just gave a calm smile as if she’d known this moment was coming ever since the day the Blackthorne Boys walked through the front doors—like it was inevitable that the Gallagher Girls would eventually bring at least one of them to their knees.
in another life, inej and nina would be roommates in the university district
there’s this elusive air about them, secretive glances in each other’s direction, wordless conversations across opposite ends of the classrooms
and on campus, they’re always seen huddling close to each other, whispering even when no one is close enough to hear them
they’re the type of girls you’d inevitably spend too much time trying to figure out. and when you spot them at the cafe you can’t help stare because you want to see if they’d run out of things to say or jokes to laugh at and if it’s just the lighting or are they really glowing as they look at each other
it’s also a mystery how they work when they couldn’t be more different
inej walks around with her hood drawn up, passing through campus like a shadow, unknowable and unapproachable
meanwhile nina smiles at everyone in passing and would even strike up a full conversation with an inanimate object. she’s also the loudest person at any party, parties inej has never shown interest in attending
but the girls don’t care if no one gets them because in the safe confines of their own room no one exists but the two of them
they often pull all nighters reminiscing about ravka
and when nina is stressed out, inej always has the right proverb to encourage her
and somehow nina always has the right song, even if she performs it terribly
inej animatedly tells nina about the books she finishes when nina had been out and nina looks forward to these times more than anything
inej will never forget the time when she read about slave trading in ketterdam and instead of waiting up for nina she retired to bed with the blankets pulled over her head, hoping her cries were silent enough
in the morning she woke to tea and nina insisting they take a mental health day from classes. this memory is forever ingrained in both of them—the sound of the rain against the window, the way nina’s arms folded around inej and inej rested her head against nina’s chest for the first time. inej’s tears seeping into her shirt as she told nina she had to make a difference somehow and nina cupping her face in her hands as she promised to help her however she could
nina notices inej’s smiles have been shyer since. and she catches the way her face would flush when they bump into each other as they try to maneuver around the furniture in their cramped room
and as they’re counting out their coins to see if they have enough for their next waffle splurge, their hands brush and nina doesn’t know why she giggles but she does and inej thinks it’s the sweetest sound
sometimes nina trades in a night of partying for quiet walks with inej. one time they snuck into the library after hours because inej had to show nina lines from a novel that reminded her of them
nina couldn’t help herself after. she stole the book. they laughed the whole way back to their place and nina read the entirety of it aloud that same night with inej dozing on her shoulder
but these girls…they’re also those figures ambling in the the foggy haze at 2 am when the rest of the district is silent. that hint of fabric, crimson in the moonlight, is in fact the too loud girl from class that answers every question with confidence even when she’s wrong, and the small hooded figure moving as one with the billows of smoke beside her is the quiet girl from the back of the room
no one can wrap their heads around why they’d willingly go into the barrel. and they’re too intimidated to ask. someone once said nina had a gang tattoo, but everyone had laughed it off as a joke…
Nina wished Colm Fahey could march over to Jan Van Eck’s office and tell him to give Inej back or get a mouth full of knuckles. She wished someone in this city would help them, that they weren’t so alone.She wished Jesper’s father could take them all with him. She’s never been to Novyi Zem, but the longing for those golden fields felt just like homesickness.
Home is the waves, his family swimming beside him as he hunts for fish, the sparkling water and the hidden depths, forests of kelp swaying gently in the current. But home is also Kevin’s smile, the way he cuddles up next to him in Kevin’s bed, watching movies; it’s the colorful rocks on the trail in the state park, the dazzling cliffs and the beaches.