a crash crash course on the golden age of hollywood
to state the obvious, this is not meant to be a be all end all guide. it’s just a start for people who wanna know more about some of the essentials of the era. there’s plenty of people and movies i didn’t include but at least now you can listen to vogue and understand all the references.
I know OP didn’t have a lot of time for silent movies but you also need to drop what you’re doing and watch some Buster Keaton because he was funny, clever and a mind-blowing stuntman. At the very least watch Sherlock, Jr and Steamboat Bill, Jr.
And Rear Window because not only has Jimmy Stewart and Grace Kelly trying to figure out if Raymond Burr killed his wife, there are a bunch of subplots going on in the background, like literally in the background of this movie, they all take place in long-shot.
“I have a thing for Vincent Price. I don’t just mean that I enjoy his body of work. I mean I feel desire for his body. You may be asking what, exactly, my feelings for a deceased horror icon have to do with the work we do at Scarleteen. The answer is that it gets me thinking about desire and how even those of us who consider ourselves enlightened can fall into old traps when it comes to attraction. Because I’ve been puzzling over why, whenever I make the above confession, I feel like the kid revealing a deep dark secret at a sleepover during a game of truth or dare. I’m an adult, and a sex educator to boot. I should know that desire is a weird, nebulous creature. So why am I sheepish about my feelings? A part of it is, I’m not just attracted to young, matinee idol Price. I’m attracted more to older Price, who often looks downright odd in his movies. But even that doesn’t get at the core of the matter. I started to think back to middle school, to the years when many of us first discover that we feel the desire to get sexy with other people. I remember the teen magazines I read, which frequently featured lists of “the 50 cutest celebrities.” I would also read copies of Maxim (ironically, I did in fact read them for the articles). Those had “hot lists” as well, and while the tone was decidedly different than what you’d find in my copies of YM, they had similar goals. They were forming, in my mind and many others, an idea of what an attractive person looked like. They told us what traits made someone worth drooling over. The unspoken parts of those articles were, of course, that there were traits (or the absence of traits) that weren’t drool-worthy.”
I’m going to start making up obnoxiously stupid answers every time someone tells me how young I look
“I’m actually a past version of myself, I had to time travel forward and kill the original because he became a juggalo”
“a witch cursed me on my seventeenth birthday and now I can only appear as my true age if someone kisses me, then she gave me this nose to make sure that wouldn’t happen”
“I’m two kids stacked on top of each other, I just wanted to see an R rated movie but things got way out of hand”
“yeah I had to stop a supervillain from flooding the water supply with a
de-aging serum because it would have killed all the babies, so I just…
ate all of it”
“I’m harboring the soul of an egyptian pharaoh who looks exactly like me but like a foot taller and way sexier”
“I was supposed to be a small nerdy sidekick but god forgot to assign me a protagonist to follow around so I’m just doin my thing”
“Good, I won’t need to drink anyone’s blood for at least another week.”
“I have Benjamin Button Disease, I’m actually eighty-seven.”
“Cool, the glamour spell worked.”
“Well that is odd because as you may see I am just an ordinary hu-man like yourself.”
This week’s current issue in mental health: the price of medication. With numerous people sharing stories about how medication was the first step when they were getting help, we wanted to point out how the cost of these treatments is prohibitive especially for people without insurance.
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