everyone’s talking about yorgos lanthimos’s directorial genius and rightfully so BUT did anyone else know that the screenplay for the favourite was written twenty years ago by this woman deborah davis who had never written a screenplay before but had just discovered the story of queen anne and sarah and abigail in her work as a historian and become obsessed with it? so she did all this primary source research and went to night school to learn how to write screenplays and she finished her first draft in 1998 and started shopping it around and absolutely no one would finance the film because of the lesbian content and because studios were worried it would be hard to market without a male lead? and it wasn’t until fifteen years later in 2013 that the script came to yorgos and he was invested enough to start looking for funders, and then it wasn’t until this year that they finally put out the movie… literally it was twenty years in the making and all because deborah davis cared enough about this story to spend TWO DECADES revising her screenplay and sending it to producers
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here is your gentle reminder that there are dandelions growing through cracks in the sidewalk. there is a fence lizard on the porch who is growing a new tail. there are trees growing through an abandoned house, branches tearing through the ceiling, ferns carpeting the floor. there is life pushing forward, pushing through.
i present the formula for creating excellent/strange insults:
adjective + curse word + noun
- no one asked for your opinion, you abominable shit goblin
- i fail to understand how you’ve become such a reprehensible fuck waffle
- get out of my way, you sorry excuse for an intolerable ass pastry
- i cannot believe that such an illiterate twat truck could ever be remotely polite
- maybe if you weren’t such a troublesome goddamn elbow, we could get some things done around here
i see no one has reblogged my post. is it because you undeserving fuck llamas are afraid of the truth
dirk strider, who lived in the middle of the ocean until he was 16: dirt? like in minecraft?
God remember when u were 12 and you would just Make Art on like spare copy paper with crayola markers and an old pencil and even though you didn’t know anything about anatomy or perspective or anything you were jus happy to b Making Art and u didn’t constantly belittle your own efforts or feel like ur drawings weren’t good enough
