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Way to go! Have any idea about your major?

Ezra Miller got a lot of recognition in Perks of Being A Wallflower, but his role in Afterschool was super gripping. A good precursor to We Need To Talk About Kevin.

My choice for sound mixing at least.

It'll probably be one of my favorite heist movies.

Philip Seymour Hoffman's five minutes in Punch Drunk Love Casey Affleck and Brad Pitt in The Assassination of Jesse James by the Coward Robert Ford Both leads in Gimme The Loot Everybody in Tangerine.

The one that Sam Elliott eats for breakfast, Followed by the one he flosses his teeth with

Bad analogy; she hates charities.

From what I can remember, she couldn't write dialogue to save a life if every semi-decent sentence was a thousand dollar donation to Doctors Without Borders. I recall I stopped in the first major exchange between characters.

You have to FEED THEM GOOD GOD

The chances of answering my question even coherently with a wild shot in the dark response, in a language whose written word is unknown to you, is staggering enough to baffle those who could calculate the chances of quantum tunneling. Unless of course you're plugging all this into text to speech

I need to restart Harry Potter. I gave up after the fourth as a kid but honestly I think I'd like it more now. Could not imagine reading over 100k in a day though. Ever. Maybe I did that with Ivanhoe but that's probably the closest I've come to that number. More power to you! Reading 120 pages of Annihilation in one sitting was my last personal challenge. It was awesome but it drained me so much.

I'm fresh out of the movie and my first impression is that I had a heck of a time watching it. I really enjoyed it. I did the matinee and felt it was worth my money. Bonus: some might find the sound editing gimmicky but I really loved how involved it is in the character and action

Nice! I haven't dived into Borges' poetry at all, so this was awesome to see in the thread. <3 I love the line about "the last bird," which seems out of reach of the speaker's pessimism. For dealing with a universe that's so intolerable, full of things to erase (both incredibly large and incredibly small), a bird and sunset holds the speaker's attention just before turning back over to its bitter conclusion, and it gives pause to these things without making them larger than they are. The dramatics exist almost everywhere except where the speaker's attention lies. There's something about a lot of South American poetry that I love. When I say that, I sort of mean the poems themselves, and the translations (most because I don't speak any of the languages in South America, and because there's a lot to argue about regarding the politics of aesthetics in translation). But whatever gets salvaged in translation, South American poetry often strikes me with a unique sense of the emotions at play, like Carlos Drummond de Andrade's "Don't Kill Yourself," translated by Elizabeth Bishop. I can't put my finger on why it strikes me as both relieving and distressing. Carlos, keep calm, love is what you're seeing now; today a kiss, tomorrow no kiss, day after day tomorrow's Sunday and nobody knows what will happen Monday. It's useless to resist or to commit suicide. Don't kill yourself. Don't kill yourself! Keep all of yourself for the nuptials coming nobody knows when, that is, if they ever come. Love, Carlos, tellurian, spent the night with you, and now your insides are raising an ineffable racket, prayers, victrolas, saints crossing themselves, ads for better soap, a racket of which nobody knows the why or wherefore. In the meantime, you go on your way vertical, melancholy. You're the palm tree, you're the cry nobody heard in the theatre and all the lights went out. Love in the dark, no, love in the daylight, is always sad, sad, Carlos, my boy, but tell it to nobody, nobody knows nor shall know.

Look for a job that pays just as well, but features the added bonus of giving you consistent days off (unless this is a rare occasion where the workload increases for a short period of time and requires longer hours and more days).

Not that I find this artist annoying but they're really catchy through and through. I play them consistently more than many in my collection. [YouTube] [/YouTube]

I'm crylaughing

Another great topic that could help revitalize the Books forum.

My face ain't nowhere prepared to be pretty enough for a mugshot and RSO list.

They're killing it, so what else can I dO!?

when it's separate from the restaurant and no server knows how much I had in the taproom before coming down to holler all of my absolutely unnecessary encouragements at the jam band.

I LIKE THIS POST. THIS POST GOOD! but I also think the person liking it should contribute a few words like so. If you like it, you should be able to build upon it, even if it's not as good as the good post.

I'll be seeing it tomorrow. I have no real information about it other than my friends love it, I love Edgar Wright, and it's a heist/crime(?) movie with a cool soundtrack.

The last time I even dated a woman was when Myspace was the hip social media platform, which speaks both of my age and how long it's been since I was convinced I was straight.

What if he's lying and paying off his mortgage?