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@quinton-reviews umm excuse me mr Quinton Reviews boy *hands on hips*
When you said: “I don’t really want a grilled cheese sandwich; it’s kind’ve of a weird thing to order from a restaurant”
That was not slay, not serving cunt, im bot-ing dislikes on the video and not smashing subscribe. How dare you diss grilled cheese, the most fundamental, iconic, pussy popping piece of cuisine. You will never eat lunch in this town ever again!
If this isn't proof that these journalists don't give a shit about the truth, I dunno what is!
I bet he also thinks coolsville sucks.
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28.07.2023
#Mira-Marathon
Film Name: Oppenheimer (2023); Production studios: Universal Pictures, Atlas Entertainment, Syncopy, Gadget Films; Director and Screenwriter by: Christopher Nolan; Starring: Cillian Murphy, Robert Downey Jr., Emily Blunt, Matt Damon, Florence Pugh; Genres: Biography, Drama, History; Running Time: 3 hours;
"Oppenheimer" is a fascinating biopic that tells the story of J. Robert Oppenheimer, the physicist who led the development of the atomic bomb. The film attracts the viewer with well-defined characters, impressive acting and excellent visualization.
My rating: 9/10
Good Will Hunting
1997
In the original cut they kissed got off on a diff floor and lived happily ever after
Awesome film (Le Mans ‘66 as its titled in UK)
Ford v Ferrari (2019) / my gifs
I’d had people say, ‘You’ll enjoy being famous for a week, and you’ll never enjoy it again’. But I don’t think I had that week. I may have been working and missed that moment.
cards.
pairings. will hunting x fem!reader
about. will has a conversation with a woman that's very close in age with him and yet very different.
warnings. swearing
ricky rocks. this movie was the first to ever make me cry. i also hate dumbass people (especially old ones) that come into my work asking me questions that have nothing to do with me. i need a raise atp.
“you’re a therapist?” you watch his face screw up and narrow as if in deep confusion, pointing before it slowly all slips away and is replaced by amusement. he laughs. he laughs in your face proudly, but the laugh doesn't seem genuine, but rather… mocking. “no fuckin’ way, you’re all pulling my leg now.”
your lips are pressed into a thin line as you watch him. you feel a distinct pull in your chest of slight humiliation, but as well sadness; for him.
“how old are you, kid?”
“i’m 22, will. how old are you?”
“22 and you’re doing this,” he shakes his head and you can’t tell if he’s impressed or still mocking you. “how’d you end up here?”
you sigh, leaning back in the chair you sat in, knowing you’d get no where from here, “i played my cards right.”
“yeah, no kidding.”
“you want to tell me how you ended up here?”
he smiled. he smiled like it was funny that he sat in the orange jumpsuit he was in and it was funny that he was screwing himself over, “i didn’t play my cards right.”
“no kidding,” you mumbled, looking at him with the most unimpressed look he had ever received from a stranger. “why?”
“what do you mean, ‘why’?”
“why’re you doing this to yourself?” you mean it. “do you not think you deserve this, that you could do better, be better?”
he doesn’t like that question.
“that’s awefully personal of you, doc. don’t you think you should take me out to dinner first?” he laughs again, but it’s not strong, it’s more nervous than anything.
“will,” you cut off the amusement in his tone, giving him a pointed look. “i’m not here to interrogate you, you know that right?”
“then what are you here for?”
“to talk.”
“about what?”
“whatever you want.”
he scoffs, “if it was whatever i wanted, we wouldn’t be talking at all.”
"what then?"
and then he smirks. his eyes rack you up and down from what he can see sitting across from you, but he keeps his mouth shut. he doesn't have to say anything for you to be able to tell what he's thinking anyways.
you look like a mother with the way annoyance just soaks you like a second skin. he almost regrets even implying such a thing with the way silence simmers uncomfortably between the two of you.
he coughs, "you like what you do?"
you inhale sharply, still staring at him carefully, thinking on how you want to reply to him. you could take one of two different routes; answering honestly, and continuing a conversation as if he was someone you had just met under normal circumstances or turning the question around on him and ultimately getting no where.
"yes, actually, I do."
"why?" he's quick.
"I like helping people."
"I knew you'd say that," he almost grumbles, like what you just said proved something to him. "everyone to ever exist with your exact career always says the same damn thing and you know what? I don't believe it."
you're taken aback, mouth slightly open, "why?"
"because people don't just like helping people out of the goodness of their heart."
"well, maybe people like you don’t."
his head tilts slightly back, you watch a slight curve form on his mouth at your retort, "what's the difference between you and me, huh? what's the little riff that separates us and makes you better than me?"
“i don’t think i’m better than you.”
“but still..? what is it?”
you stare at him, blankly, before you shrug, "well to start off you're a man and-"
"awh, cmon doc," a fake groan resonates from the back of his throat as he cuts you off, obviously fucking with you. "not this sexist shit."
"tell me I'm wrong."
he stays silent, but it's only because he wants to hear you talk.
"it's proven on multiple occasions that women are more empathic than men. it's even proven through animals that there's a seemingly large difference in empathy between genders."
"animals?" he raises a brow, "we're basing our research on animals now?"
"I mean we always have," you can't help but roll your eyes, even as he is still fucking with you, "hormones. if you want a simple basis; hormones. women's hormones are higher, so their empathy levels are higher."
"I see," will nods, but you can see there's still a pressing matter of mischief in his eyes. "you're a woman, so that's why you want to help people and I don't."
"that's not the only reason."
"what're the others then?"
"why don't you tell me?"
he narrows his look on you upon the request. you had trapped him into another question and he felt an actual drive to answer this time.
“you know this really has nothing to do with gender… but the nature we were raised in.”
oh, will hates that.
“what?” he looks relentless, like he’s given up almost, “you want me to tell you that i’ve been abandoned all my life and think our society doesn’t deserve any help? that they’re all pieces of shit and don’t deserve anything more than what they give? that your entire life has been easy, so you don't understand just exactly how fucked up people are.”
he hates how the way you look at him. the way you look content, like you had gotten exactly what you wanted, but there's sympathy; your eyes are soft, and your lips are pressed together in a half frown. that's the only thing that keeps him from not being completely on edge, the soft look of your sympathy.
"is that what you wanted to hear?"
"not necessarily," you fold your hands up on the table. "hearing anything from you would've been fine."
he scoffs, "you goddamn therapists."
"i don't think we're much different at all, actually," you glance at your hands, still folded nicely on the table between you. there's a silence then that you allow to fold up in between the two of you as you think. "life has never been easy, will. i don't think it is for anyone. everyone has their struggles, some of us just face a more... difficult horizon. in the end it only matters with how we deal with it."
he stares at you blankly as you continue to speak.
"you can wake up every day still harvesting that hate for society for whatever it has done to you, and you'll never change, because you hold that hate in your chest, because you don't let people hear you," your eyes go progressively softer, and your head slightly tilts, driving him even more insane. "i was mad for a long time at what my life was, but i became comfortable with it. you can't change what has already been done, but you can make of it what you can."
it's silent.
will thinks about your words more than he intends. having those words spoken to him by someone so similar in age to him made him feel strange, like he was a failure. you seemed to have everything in your life so figured out, as if you were so content with anything that came your way. he doesn't understand how you don't hold hate, how you just let it go as you claim.
"you happy, doc?"
you smile then, "as happy as i allow myself to be."
"you're strange," he chuckled, "you must've never been really fucked over by the world if you just let things roll off you're back."
"what would it matter?" you try to reason. "a person's dog could die and that person could take that harder than if your father were to die. your level of 'fucked' is different to everyone, but it shouldn't matter. you shouldn't feel the need to invalidate someone's feelings, just because yours were continuously. and you shouldn't feel the need to rely on the world to validate your 'fucked up things'."
he feels like he's suffocating from the large amount of empathy you shoved into his ears and down his throat. he had always heard the classic 'you deserve better' speech, but never like this. the way you laid it all out for him put it all to a different level of understanding for him, creating a feeling for guilt that was creeping around his heart for even saying anything remotely ignorant about people's struggles; for thinking he had it worse, that he felt pain more than anyone else.
will feels foolish staring at you. he feels foolish that it took this simple interaction of man sitting across from woman being what it took to make him truly understand he was in control, even his own happiness.
"we really did play our cards differently."
you smile softly, "good thing it's never too late to draw a new one from the deck."
Primeras imágenes de Cillian Murphy, Emily Blunt y Robert Downey Jr. en 'Oppenheimer'
Primeras imágenes de Cillian Murphy, Emily Blunt y Robert Downey Jr. en ‘Oppenheimer’
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´´OPPENHEIMER´´,Avance Oficial del Film.
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Nuevo tráiler de 'Oppenheimer' revela a Albert Einstein, Florence Pugh, Robert Downey Jr. y más en la película repleta de estrellas de Christopher Nolan....
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Primeras imágenes de Cillian Murphy, Emily Blunt y Robert Downey Jr. en 'Oppenheimer'
Primeras imágenes de Cillian Murphy, Emily Blunt y Robert Downey Jr. en ‘Oppenheimer’
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´´OPPENHEIMER´´,Avance Oficial del Film.
´´OPPENHEIMER´´,Avance Oficial del Film.
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Nuevo tráiler de 'Oppenheimer' revela a Albert Einstein, Florence Pugh, Robert Downey Jr. y más en la película repleta de estrellas de Christopher Nolan....
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