this was an exercise in not casting rodrigo santoro in everything

gael garcía bernal as carlos the scientist

i realized that time doesn’t work in night vale, and that none of the clocks are real. sometimes things seem so strange, or malevolent, and then you find that, underneath, it was something else altogether, something pure, and innocent.

because i had other things i could be doing, but none of them involved looking at pictures of gael garcía bernal in glasses, therefore they were not actually worth doing.

(cecil here!)