Iβm looking for shows like The Leftoversβthe whole weird mindfuck thing, yes, but more than that the intimate, poignant portrayal of the characters dealing with trauma. I love that show so much.
I donβt want:
- anything too explicitly violent or gory. This is the problem with most shows I get recommended these days; I started watching Yellowjackets or even Squid Game but I just canβt do the gore.
- Random formulaic dystopian shows particularly about teens. Iβve seen a bunch, I think theyβre pretty boring without the character development and writing of The Leftovers.
Iβve seen Lost, Twin Peaks, Dark (fantastic!), and probably others Iβm not thinking of.
Itβs fine if itβs not even science fiction or weird at all. If it has that same depth and intensity to the characters. Newer the better.
Thanks so much!
one of the most powerful scenes to me was when chengyin came to the empress after she was boarded up. when he thanked her for raising him but also said his mother shouldβve been the one to do so, my heart took a punch. when he expressed that although he knew she would attempt to assassinate him but still wished she hadnβt bc it wouldβve meant she still cared about him as a son, my heart was ripped to pieces.
this may come as a surprise, but i felt nothing during gu jianβs death scene. for a pretty long while i wanted him to be w xiaofeng but then found him to be worse and more manipulative than chengyin. if anything, i felt bad for xiaofeng and even chengyin bc he was now so far off from who he was.
which scenes did you guys find especially touching? were there any that did not affect you the way the scene was supposed to?
The memorable, impromptu speech given by Robert Kennedy on the day Martin Luther King was killed is as poignant today, as it was then. Take just 5 minutes to close your eyes and listen.
https://youtu.be/A2kWIa8wSC0
The fight continues for restaurants. Let's continue to share our story, to have compassion for others, to advocate for change, and to survive these very difficult times, together. The universe is on the side of justice, and, I for one, have a deep faith that justice will prevail. Love restaurants!
Forever admire MLK for his neverending pursuit of Liberty, Equality and Justice.
Was pleased to discover some relevant, powerful lyrics that follow Frankβs few verses of Excursion by A Tribe Called Quest. Hereβs what follows the part he rapped:
βTime. Time is a ship on a merciless sea Drifting toward an average of nothingness Until it can be retarded for it's own destiny TIME is an inanimate object Praying and praying and praying for? Time is DANCING, moving lingering all memories of past."
I like that this verse wasnβt included in the scene but feels so connected to the story. (Or is it part of that scene? I need to go rewatch to be sure.) The song also mentions Shakespeare later on.
St. John Chrysostom once said, βIf you do not find Christ in the beggar at the church door, neither will you find him in the chalice.β
I find this statement very interesting. Thoughts, interpretations?
edit: Thanks for the awards.
My favorite book of all time is the History of Love by Nicole Krauss and it is, in part, because of the following passage. I'm looking for books like it.
By heart, this is not an expression I use lightly.
My heart is weak and unreliable. When I go it will be my heart. I try to burden it as little as possible. If something is going to have an impact, I direct it elsewhere. My gut, for example, or my lungs, which might seize up for a moment but have never yet failed to take another breath. When I pass a mirror and catch a glimpse of myself, or I'm at the bus stop and some kids come up behind me and say, Who smells shit -- small daily humiliations -- these I take generally speaking, in my liver. Other damages I take in other places. The pancreas I reserve for being struck by all that's been lost. It's true that there's so much and the organ is so small. But. You would be surprised how much it can take, all I feel is a quick sharp pain and then it's over. Sometimes, I imagine my own autopsy. Disappointment in myself: right kidney. Disappointment of others in me: left kidney. Personal failures: kishkes. I don't mean to make it sound like I've made a science of it. It's not that well thought out. I take it where it comes. It's just that I notice certain patterns. When the clocks are turned back and the dark falls before I'm ready, this, for reasons I can't explain, I feel in my wrists. And when I wake up and my fingers are stiff, almost certainly I was dreaming of my childhood. The field where we all used to play, the field in which everything was discovered and everything was possible. (We ran so hard we thought we would spit blood: to me that's the sound of childhood, heavy breathing and shoes scraping the hard earth.) Stiffness of the fingers is the dream of childhood as its' been returned to me at the end of my life. I have to run them under the hot water, steam clouding the mirror, outside the rustle of pigeons. Yesterday I saw a man kicking a dog and I felt it behind my eyes. I don't know what to call this, a place before tears. The pain of forgetting: spine. The pain of remembering: spine. All the times I have suddenly realized that my parents are dead, even now, it still surprises me, to exist in the world while that which made me has ceased to exist: my knees, it takes half a tube of Ben-Gay and a big production just to bend them. To everything a season, to every time I've woken only to make the mistake of believing for a mome
... keep reading on reddit β‘Gets me every time. Just so brilliantly directed.
