My favorite shot in all the Wonder Woman trailers might actually be when Diana charges into that room and immediately slams her shield down on some soldier and knocks him out.
Fuck I never noticed how thoroughly she wrecked him. Like I don’t think he even realized what was happening.
Ive never watched Wonder Woman, but why is she sliding down that floor so smoothly
She has basically knee pads.
I think they stylized the way she moves to suggest flight and speed as second nature to her. I’m guessing they wanted to differentiate her movement from Superman’s, which can be explained in canon as the simple fact that her powers are different, come from a different source, as she’s been training her entire life. She’s a demigod, so her movement is…I think lighter is a good way to describe it? Whereas Superman is stomping around in direct defiance of all Earthly physical laws because he’s not human, Diana’s powers are almost angelic. She’s still a direct product of this earth and power found here. These powers are new to her in this film, but they’re rooted right here. She moves like she’s always sort of flying.
We really haven’t seen anyone else in the DCEU move like this, but that makes sense when you consider we have yet to meet any other Amazonian demigods.
The Kryptonians are brutal. Everything is heavy, hard, and booming.
Meanwhile, Diana flying:
Even when she’s coming to do violence her movement suggests that she’s moving in concert with the earth instead of in defiance of it. It has a more supernatural feel.
Anyway, have I mentioned lately how much I love that they put clear thought and design in how each character would move instead of the easier path of just handing Diana and Clark identical powers.
Trump is illegally threatening Comey via Twitter, as Trump is illegally obstructing justice for firing Comey, as we learn Comey refused to take illegal ‘loyalty pledge’ to Trump, as Trump alludes to illegally taping the conversations.
Sorcerer’s Stones: 76,944 Chamber of Secrets: 85,141 Prisoner of Azkaban: 107,253 Goblet of Fire: 190,637 Order of the Phoenix: 257,045 Half-Blood Prince: 168,923 Deathly Hallows: 198,227
Word count in the LOTR Series:
The Hobbit: 95,022 Fellowship of the Ring: 177,227 Two Towers: 143,436 Return of the King: 134,462
This changed me
I’ve read/ am reading fic that are upwards to 150,000 – 200,000. You’re telling me that authors that write for fun are writing a full-length book for the fun of it? They have earned my respect 10 fold.
A friendly reminder.
Adding on to this by reminding everyone to leave feedback on fics. Seriously, y’all, fic writers put their heart, soul, blood, sweat, tears, and time into their writing. The least that you could do is let them know you enjoyed their works.
so earlier i remembered how during one philosophy class, my professor asked us all to consider what we would do if we could be invisible for a day, because (as she would reveal to us later) she wanted to prove a point about observed accountability and situational morality. we all wrote down our answers, submitted them anonymously, and the prof read them back to us. about 95% of them were like “prank people”, “rob a bank”, “get in places for free”, “scare my best friend”, “spy on someone”, “sneak into closed off areas”, etc.
prof. read them all aloud so she could demonstrate how virtually everybody chose something they couldn’t morally or socially get away with if they were witnessed, and she was looking awfully entertained about how quickly the class proved her point until she got to one that just said “go swimming in the ocean.”
she stopped, read it again, and after a short period of confused silence a girl piped up very earnestly from the class “because the sharks wouldn’t be able to see me.”
i’m having a great time reading how people would want to live a day invisibly because we got the Relatables™:
Every day I handle more money than I will ever make. Every day.
At the start of my employment, my boss showed me videos of people stealing, and we both had a chuckle about it. How silly they were! There was a camera overhead, and it’s not to watch the shoppers. See, we can’t actually stop shoplifters. They get away with it maybe nine out of ten times. But we, who are watched and tallied and witnessed? We are always caught.
At first it was hard to hold one hundred dollars bills. An amount I had never seen before. An amount that didn’t exist in my household. It’s normal now. Here is something that is not for me.
“What the hell, I’ll take another,” says the man, pondering our 200 dollar watches. What the hell. Total comes to 580 and not even a flinch in his face. I have been working for 11 hours today and made only 110 dollars. It will go to my rent. Today I work for free, it feels. When I get my check, I will have 35 dollars left for food and saving.
The six hundreds he hands me go into the cash register. For a moment, I imagine having money. Then I put it away, counting out his change.
I know for a fact we sell our products for double what they are worth. That I could be making commission. That they could hand me those 580 dollars and change my life and not even mark the difference in their checkbooks. He’s not the only sale they make today, but I am the reason they made it. He’s not the only one spending 600 dollars, but if I hadn’t spent two hours with him telling me about his life, he wouldn’t have spent any. I go home. I don’t own a watch.
I have watched and rewatched a video on how to make salmon four ways. My shopping list is always the same. Pasta. Rice. Tuna. If I can afford butter it was a good week. I dream of the world I will never walk in, where I can throw the best fish fillet in the cart with a shrug. I hold hundreds in my hand and look up at the camera. I put them under the cash drawer.
I go to work. I scrap together my savings. I eat my bowl of rice slowly. My manager takes a paid week off from work just for his birthday. He owns a yacht.
I’m not worth the cost of a watch.
Maybe if you develop talents and skills you’ll be worth more.
Fuck you in your presumptuous goddamn face.
If there is a desire for a job to be filled, then the person filling it should be paid enough to live.
No? Why should a job my 6 year old cousin could do be rewarded that much? Doesn’t make sense.
Because the job needs filling? Because there is a demand for that skillset to be employed? Because the business which sells $500 watches and obviously makes a significant profit has a need for an employee who can A) Sell a product B) Knows enough about said products to offer information on a range of options C) Can be trusted to handle large sums of money D) Maintains a positive attitude.
Retail IS A SKILLSET. And it is a job that needs filling. We as a society need people to work with customers to improve their experience, and that is evident by the fact that these jobs exist.
If everyone fucking decided they will “Develop” skills to be “worth more,” then who will perform this labor?
The fact is that in our economy, we need people at the base level to work retail. They put in the hours, they work hard, they put up with people’s bullshit, and they deserve to be able to survive.
What doesn’t make sense is creating the need for a person to work full time, and then not paying them enough to survive when working full time.
They don’t deserve to be paid over the odds to do a job that anyone else can. That’s simple economics, basically anyone can perform those roles, it’s not special or unique. Therefore it isn’t rewarded as such.
Being paid enough to eat at night isn’t some high-class goal. He’s not asking for a five bedroom three bath home. He is asking for enough money to pay rent and eat. That bare minimum to survive.
You want to talk economics? Let’s talk about forced scarcity. In America, for example, there is more than enough edible food to feed everyone. Period. Factual statement. There are enough homes that everyone could live in a house or apartment. Factual statement. There is an excess of the bare minimum, and it is forcibly destroyed because of this ideal that jobs that need to be filled still don’t deserve fair pay.
Tell me, what ‘economic sense’ is there in destroying so much food that the poor can’t eat? What economic sense is there in making good employees unable to work by denying them the ability to live on the most basic level? What economic sense is there in creating stagnant wealth pools where the poor can’t contribute to the economy because they lack the means to – even when working.
Here’s the short of it: If you need someone to fill a job, PAY THEM FOR THAT JOB.
How do you know that? You’re hearing this man’s sob story, and assuming that somehow his boss is responsible. He is being payed minimum wage, if his lifestyle cannot live on that. That is his fault alone.
You cannot live on minimum wage. That has been established on study after study. You are wrong. Flat out wrong.
Then blame the government. Do not blame some private entity that just wants to make money. The government is responsible to make sure minimum wage is enough, a random company is not. Do we agree there?
Eat a dick and die. 🙂
i mean, aside from the fact that this idiot is enshrining greed as the highest good (anyone who just wants to make money, and doesn’t want to participate in society in any positive way, is a sociopath), his economic theory is complete bullshit.
when you underpay your work force, the economy tanks.
period.
because the economy of a nation doesn’t run on rolexes. it runs on corn oil and gasoline.
it doesn’t run on the 1%, because the 1% don’t spend enough. it runs on the 99%, and if they’re not buying clothes and food, if they’re cramming up 6 people to a 1-bedroom because they can’t afford an apartment of their own, if they’re walking 10 miles to work because they can’t afford the bus, then money is not circulating and the economy is sliding into the shitter.
the rich want to sit on their pile. morons like @declansutherland98 want to pretend that someday they’ll be rich enough to have a pile to sit on. the rest of us would really like retail workers and other laborers to get paid enough to participate in the economy, thank you very fucking much.
instead of being from georgia, bitty comes from some little mud-soaked town off the Bayou Teche and he’s pretty decent at Cajun French, because moomaw insisted he keep the culture alive
so he gets excited when he finds out that he’s on a team with Jack, who speaks Quebecois cause they’re both forms of French so maybe they can talk??? it’ll be great and it’ll help with that homesickness
but then they try and have a conversation and it’s just a fucking disaster because Bitty is like “well okay some of the words he pronounces differently but otherwise it’s pretty easy to understand” and Jack is just like “…what the fuck, why are you pronouncing everything wrong??????” and eventually they just get into an argument over it and finally bitty just kinda huffs off and mutters
“ c’est sa couillon...”
and jack just calls back, “i understood that, toton!”
just moving along like everyone else 