All major decisions.
(Also I never remember to take off my earrings until after I lie down to go to sleep so they end up on whatever surface happens to be closest)
"Adequate as hell"
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KENNEDY RYAN.
All major decisions.
(Also I never remember to take off my earrings until after I lie down to go to sleep so they end up on whatever surface happens to be closest)
My Mom on the phone: I’m not a creature of habit.
Which explains everything. My Dad is the polar opposite. He has art that’s hung on one wall for a decade. I’m an uncomfortable mix between the two. When I moved out, I was proud of myself for eating the same thing for breakfast every day in a row for a week but then I freaked out because that was way too much stability.
I just wanna hide under the covers and receive residual cheques for being cute.
(Unless you’re a potential employer who found this through the cursory Google, then I am a person with super duper initiative and I can type really fast and I am great with the communicating and the spreadsheets and stuff.)
The Great Gatsby (Luhrmann Ed. 2013 - THE YEAR THAT CONFETTI MACHINE RENTALS MADE BANK) was baffling. It wasn’t the themes that proved beyond the grasp of the audience. It was the fact that the man chose to bludgeon moviegoers with sparkle and stilted dialogue. There were no subtle themes to found in the heady rush of party scenes. If a metaphor was used, it was used ten times until even the dullest observer could tell that it was a point of comparison. Characters spent the duration of the film waltzing in and out of parlors, announcing themes that were woven subtly throughout the original book. Luhrmann, as always, was content to tell rather than show. If Gatsby felt anguished, Gatsby felt inclined to announce his anguish to the rest of the characters as they lay idly on chaises.

My friend (THE ENGLISH MAJOR) reminded me that Fitzgerald intended to satirize his surroundings and peer group. Any sense of irony was lost in this adaptation. Gatsby’s entrance was a laughable moment, what with Dicaprio’s face filling the screen - the weight of his head supported by the hushed gossip of previous scenes.
stop telling boys that they’re funny when in fact they’re less funny than I am.