nobody asked for this post BUT has anybody talked about the beautiful metaphor of all the call and response choreography in the Wicked movie??? how the dancing shows the influence that characters have over each other. cuz im about to.
okay okay look at this. everybody at shiz copies Galinda during "what is this feeling"
okay standard expected yeah but THEN we get to "dancing through life" (AKA everybody's horny for Jonathan Bailey) and Fiyero has to "corrupt his fellow classmates"
WATCH them follow along! watch them LEARN the dance as his influence spreads over them. BUT not just them! because for the first time in her life, Galinda is NOT the center of attention. she's nor in command of the crowd and she JOINS IT. SHE JOINS THE CROWD.
now of course she eventually finds her way to the center, she finds a place of influence in the dance because that's who she is. When Glinda isn't in control, she joins the influence to take control of it.
but you know who isn't dancing? you know who's the one person refusing that call? of course you do you watched the movie too.
and yes. I know, those of us that are familiar with musical theater probably already saw all of this. but shhhh this is fun to talk about anyways. AND we're getting to the fun part. that's right... it's the
now THIS is what's special about the call and response aspect of the choreography. THIS is the part that makes all of us cry whether or not we consciously realize it.
because whereas Glinda is able to FIND her place of control in the influence, Elphaba doesn't have that ability. she's NEVER had that. she can't join a crowd because she's different and she sticks out no matter what.
Elphaba has to do her own thing. She always has to go it alone. that's why this dance is so strange and so beautiful!! because it's so uniquely her! and THATS why the call and response motif of the choreography makes this moment so sad. because it's not just Elphie not caring what anyone thinks.
it's a desperate call for anyone, ANYONE to respond to her.
And Galinda sees her. FINALLY, a response. finally, Elphaba has broken through that wall. for the first time in her life, she's reached out a hand, and someone else took it.
and i just think that's beautiful. 🥺
i definitely have more to say about this but for now I will end it here anyways thanks for coming to my OZTEDtalk.
I love the thought of the new avengers showing up in doomsday with bob in tow and everyone else being like
“who the fuck is that”
“bob”
“why is he here”
“he’s our friend”
no because it’s really really important to me that in a world where we’re so used to the heroes punching and shooting their way to victory, thunderbolts* went out of its way to show us that the void is still very much a part of bob, and bob is their friend, so they’re going to accept every facet of who he is and give him a soft place to land, even if that means they’ll have to be the ones to pull him back from the darkness every single time. because that’s what friends family will do for each other, no questions asked.
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Also… your post about ani loving back scratches omg.. you think he’s into like reader playing with his hair too?? His curls, and even when he had short hair like wow I just know that man has the softest hair ever
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i pictured this as tcw!anakin's hair because it was like the cutest little baby mullet/shag where it was growing and curling against the nape of his neck and i wanted to scrunch it with my fingers so bad <333
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"Keep going."
"Hold on, hold on," You mutter, "My friend's texting me."
Anakin releases a displeased grunt into the fabric of your shirt, and you feel it where it lands warm in your lap.
"Easy," You tap away at the screen of your datapad, pecking letter by letter at what is shaping up to be a lengthy paragraph, "I thought they taught patience at the temple, Jedi Knight. I'll go back to playing with your hair as soon as I'm done."
Anakin grunts again, louder this time.
You don't dignify his dramatics with a response, and you continue typing, the lingering warmth of Anakin's hair fading from your fingertips. He lets you get half of a sentence more in before you feel an invisible tug at your hand, and it relocates itself against Anakin's scalp instead of where you'd placed it on your pad.
"Anakin!" You scoff, "Did you just force my hand back into your hair?"
He lets out a muffled chuckle into your sleep shirt, "Force."
"You are absolutely insufferable," You grumble, but you indulge him with the scrape of your nails against his scalp. It sends a shiver down his spine, and he burrows his face further into your stomach.
"You sound like Obi-Wan," He muses, "I've heard insufferable, incorrigible, reckless, untamable, unmanageable-"
"Unshushable," You add, still making a valiant effort at typing one-handed rather than returning your second hand to its rightful place among Anakin's barely-curled scruff, "Do you ever stop talking?"
"You love the sound of my voice," He accuses, peering up at you with squinted, tired eyes, "That's why you make me read to you at night."
"No, I make you read to me at night because the last thing you read was a users' manual for a landspeeder, and you barely even skimmed that," You scratch against the crown of his head and he groans, "I worry about your literary habits."
"I worry about your hair-playing habits," He reaches out to knock your datapad out of your hand which he drags back into his hair, "Come on, baby, you owe me three books-worth of this."
bc i’m lonely and I want to feel like i live there with them
Catalina- meticulously perfect and tidy. her bed is made, and the curtains are drawn. nothing is out of place, and she has everything labelled (this extends outside of her room and into places like the kitchen and laundry). Her bed is white with silk pillows, and her bed frame is one of those brass ones. she has pale gold curtains and a soft rug on top of the wood floor. she has a record player bc she can’t figure out modern technology, and she has a cubby hole for records, organised by the era.
Anne- she has an assortment of stuffed toys on her bed, and a whole shelf of troll dolls that are her pride and joy. she has her bisexual flag pinned up above her bed. she has a mood board full of pictures of the other queens and from the show. she also has several pictures of her and fans as well. her bed is never made, and the pillows on the bed are enough to swallow someone whole. her closet always seems empty because Cathy is always stealing her clothes, not that Anne minds. she has neon pillow covers and glow in the dark stars to match with Kat, though their placement is a lot more chaotic and less thought out.
Jane- her room is tidy, but not to the same extent as Catalina’s. she goes for a white monochromatic colour scheme, with pops of yellow and grey throughout. she often has a coat left out on her bed, and her yoga clothes hanging over the frame. she has a desk with a pen pot and laptop stand. she has a pretty minimalistic approach to decoration, so her room isn’t as busy as some of the other queens.
Anna- she has a mini-fridge in the corner, filled with red bulls and pepsi. she has a tv mounted on the wall, and various switch games on her desk. her bed has a red quilt cover, with black detailing on the sides. she has rock music blaring at most hours of the day, and cassette tapes ready for gym trips. she has posters of her favourite boxers on her wall and a drum kit set up.
Kat- has posters of her favourite singers and albums sticky-taped onto her walls and the back of her door. there are clothes scattered and abandoned on the floor, and her closet is an overflowing mess. everything has a place in her mess, and she can tell you where everything is, even if it’s under a pile of clothes. she has a loft bed with a desk underneath. her bed is pale pink, and she has glow in the dark stars on her ceiling and walls that match with Anne.
Cathy- books. EVERYWHERE. they’re on the floor, the bed, the desk. they’re spilling out of the bookcase and they’re stacked against the wall. there are opened and half-read ones, and so many tabs in her favourite books. there are coffee cups from chain coffee stores and mugs scattered across the room. the curtains are always shut, but slivers of light filter a small gap between them and she can’t be bothered closing it any further. she has a dusty blue quilt cover, and matching pillows that seem to be anywhere but on the bed. her desk chair is never fully tucked in and her hardwood floors are bare apart from the piles of books. the only person who can figure out where to sit in amongst all the mess is Anne.
I adore this AU
can we like, have adaptations made by people who care about the thing they're adapting
Lottie: painting, musical theatre, Taylor Swift music and interviews, Studio Ghibli films, cheesy films from the 80′s/90′s, early Disney channel shows and movies, queer romance books (specifically either with a queer couple or a queer main character- she also gets very upset when her OTP doesn’t get together), funny baby complications on youtube, Claude Monet art, mood boards
Ellie: rock/metal music, Ricky Montgomery music, sci-fi films (Back to the Future, E.T, ghostbusters), ranting on Tumblr about her parents, writing music, boxing, vine complications, that one comedian I can never remember the name of, karate, dying her hair
Binah: cinnamon, her parents cooking, reading classics under a thick quilt, science videos, ted ed videos,
Jamie: high fantasy books (he lives by Brandon Sanderson), running, ju jit zu
Anastacia: painting her nails bright colours, adding things into her online shopping cart (she calls it ~therapy~), cuddling with Saskia, plaiting her hair,
Saskia: knitting, cuddling with Anastacia, gymnastics
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