“I need a shower,” Daisy groans out, rubbing her hands down
her face. She flops back on the seedy motel bed, eyes pointed toward the white,
popcorn ceiling in a withering stare. “Why do I even need a shower? We’re in
the fucking Matrix, none of this is real. Yet still, I smell. It’s completely
Jemma sits at the foot of the bed, inspecting the map they’ve
drawn on the wall (it’s not like it’ll matter, once they shut the framework
down. What’s a little destruction of private property in the grade scheme of
things?). Each of the team’s locations are marked with pushpins, along with
lists of all the information they’ve managed to gather on them. It’s not enough,
Jemma knows. They need more.
“You do smell a little.”
Jemma turns back to her, blinking innocently. “What? I said ‘a
“Whatever.” Daisy pushes off the bed, walks backwards toward
the bathroom. She raises an eyebrow at Fitz, who’s sitting on the other bed. “You
two gonna be okay without adult supervision for a little while?”
Jemma freezes. She and Fitz, this Fitz—Leo, he’s called
here, though she refuses to call him that, even in her head—haven’t been alone
together since they finally managed to convince him to come along. She knows
what Daisy’s implying, and Jemma wishes she wouldn’t. She’s more than a little
uncomfortable with the idea. This isn’t Fitz. Her Fitz. That’s what she tells
herself is the problem, anyway.
“Yeah- uh- yeah, we’ll be fine,” Fitz says when she doesn’t
speak, when it’s gotten just a little uncomfortable.
Daisy eyes them both, then holds up her hands, retreating to
Jemma doesn’t turn around to look at him. She knows what she’ll
see. He’ll be sitting there, looking so much like Fitz but so not, so, so out
of place in his posh suit and scarf. Looking like a person who would never set
foot in a motel of all places, which he’d voiced when they’d arrived. He’s
close, but he’s not Fitz. So she doesn’t look.
Plus, he might be looking back at her. She doesn’t know
exactly why, but that’s the last thing she wants.
So she just focuses on the work in front of her. Not that
she’ll figure out anything new just by staring at the same slips of paper they
have been for the last two days, but still. The effort matters.
He waits until the water is running in the shower before he
speaks. His presence alone is stifling, but his voice is something even more
“Why do you want me back?” he asks, and of all things it’s
not what she expected. It confuses her enough that she looks back at him. He’s
watching her carefully, thoughtfully, not really looking at her eyes but lower
on her face, and it’s so Fitz-like that she wants to cry.
“I- He- obviously
wasn’t very good to you. Why do you even want him back?”
Her eyebrows draw together, mouth popping open in confusion.
“Where are you getting that? Fitz is never anything but good to me.”
Thinking about it, I have to say the most impressive thing about Suicide Squad’s make up design (aside from the obvious Killer Croc, Diablo & Enchantress looking amazing) was the transformation of their make up throughout the film.
Harley Quinn goes from having a perfectly painted face to it slowly getting marred and wiped off and drenched as she goes through fights and rain. It has continuity and progression through the film, reminding us that it is indeed make-up she’s wearing. Harley’s face paint runs in the rain. It smudges. Her lip stick smears.
It adds a sense of realism to the film.
And she’s not the only one who goes through this. When Katana takes her mask off, you can see her eye liner and eye shadow smudged from the water.
Suicide Squad did smudged & ruined make up really well, and it’s something you don’t see often in a movie. It’s a really nice touch, and it’s difficult I’d imagine to make messed-up make up still look stylistic and appealing.
Star Trek: Beyond’s alien make up does look good (and it’s very impressive), but it’s also very clean and perfect and we’ve seen it before.
Killer Croc’s make up is every bit as detailed, and that’s in addition to a lot of unique character designs they did for the film from Diablo’s tattoo designs to Enchantress’s dirt and clinging shadows (and later her fully restored form).
(And yes, I do also think that the Joker & Harley’s make up designs were all very well done, varied between scenes and creative whether or not you liked the style, but I don’t think those two are the reason this movie won an Oscar.)
Suicide Squad did a great job with Make Up design, and it’s not an undeserved recognition.
me and my best friend have been shipping nygmobblepot since before their 1st scene even aired here in australia. i remember we saw their scene (pictures and gifs) online and so when we saw it on tv we got so excited. ah memories!!
Ah when life was easy, for both us and Ed & Os ugh. Let’s happy ship s1 Ed and s3 Oswald, adoring and loving each other til no end. Ah I imagine when ep15 trailer came and we saw a second of their meeting it was unbelieveable aaah omg, much feels! Also you know after that meeting I hoped their relation would start to develop like it did in season 3 haha like Oswald went home and just couldn’t stop thinking about that dork he met and they would cross paths again VERY soon. But man did I do my waiting! but FINALLY! But now they need to solve their shit huh, yes they will.
funny and sad, but only because this life will end, and it’s this secret world
that exists right there in public, unnoticed, that no one else knows about.
it’s sort of like how they say that other dimensions exist all around us, but
we don’t have the ability to perceive them. that’s what i want out of a
relationship. or just life, i guess.