i want to talk about memorible 80's films for me spaceballs , robocop, escape from new york

#horror #thriller #movies #director #Robert_Eggers #Eggers #folklore #mythology #vampire #Nosferatu #Werewulf https://faroutmagazine.co.uk/the-primal-narrative-that-ties-robert-eggers-films-together/

I feel like I wasted this day on the couch...but somehow I don't feel like sewing or drawing and it's too warm for cosplaying... All I did was sorting my tiktok audios and hoping that I get to Film next weekend. It's also too warm to workout and I feel guilty about it... Fucking orthorexia...

I wanted to film new tiktok cosplay content during my vacation but so far it has been too hot for wearing wigs🥵 But I'm also feeling like I'm wasting my free time feeling bored right now...

I’m throwing a birthday party and free art show on Saturday, Sept 27 from 3–8 PM at 3610 272nd St E here in Myakka.
It’s going to be colorful, fun, and a little weird just like me. 🎉 After the party, at 8 PM, I’m filming a music video right there and I’d love for you to be in it. No pressure, no acting skills needed just come as yourself, have a drink, and be part of the vibe. It’s a mix of art, community, and celebration and it wouldn’t be the same without you.

The Pulse That Outlives Me Since I was small, my hands have itched for the weight of something new, the warm breath of an idea still wet from birth. While others chased nights strung with music and lights, I chased the hum beneath my ribs— that low, holy vibration that says: Make. Make. Make. I am not afraid of death— only of silence, of the stillness that comes when the last word dries, when the last color fades from my palette. Some people fear missing the party. I fear missing the next perfect shiver of creation, the one that seizes my spine like lightning, the one that says: Here. This is yours. Make it real before it slips away forever. Even as a child, I knew my bones would be dust one day. But a poem— a song, a shadow on film, a brushstroke on canvas— that could outlive me. That could keep my voice whispering in the ears of strangers long after my name is forgotten. So I make. I bleed ink. I sweat pigment. I dream in shapes and sounds. Every piece is a fragment of the monument I am building to outlast my pulse. And when I am gone, let them find my works scattered like constellations— each one a flare I sent into the dark, each one still burning, still warm, still breathing my name. https://www.blogger.com/u/7/blog/post/edit/7919007891465025240/49843031849199149

Fuck me! The bond films are filled with unintential racism and smut! I nearly fell out my chair when I saw this.

Just watched the Bond films been awhile. You Only Live Twice has to be the best unintentional racist bond film I have ever seen. Would of been better if he grabbed his eyelids and ran around going I'm a Japanese if you please.

I just watched all three Robocop films, there is nothing like 80s satire, ultraviolence and cheese, over the shit we call entertainment today!

Deliverance is the one film that made me scared to the leave the Northern States when visiting friends; it also made scared to the leave the suburbs, what can I say America has some interesting country folk!