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Out Looking Fierce: Jennifer Kent’s “The Babadook”

“You know, honestly, I thought it would be scarier,” Gwen said, gripping an empty bowl of popcorn. “What did you think?”

Dania, meanwhile, gripped the arms of the couch, her nails just starting to break the fabric. “Did we have to watch it at night?” she whimpered.

Gwen brushed this off. “It’s creepy, sure. But it’s more unsettling than anything I’m actually going to be afraid of.”

“Don’t be a tool, Gwen,” Eleanor said, her hand on Dania’s shoulder. “Just because you’re all unfazed by horror movies…”

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Sense Of Obligation: Joe Wright’s “Pride And Prejudice” (2005), with Ellen Fuller

It had only been about thirty minutes into the film’s two-hour runtime before Ellen Fuller jumped up, pointing at the screen.

Where are your sleeves?” she asked, pointing aggressively at the exposed shoulders of Caroline Bingley. “I know the neoclassical style was very in but that doesn’t explain why it looks like you’re wearing your underthings to a ball! No way in hell would a fashion-forward woman like Caroline Bingley wear something so ridiculous. I can see her whole arm for god’s sake! It looks like she came to a ball in her petticoats!” Ellen wailed and buried her head in her hands.

“I mean, you can still see everyone else’s arms through the fabric,” Eleanor noted.

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Raw, Hot, Amateur: The Webseries “Sin Kitchen”

CW: This review contains discussion of sexual themes and actions. Videos linked to are SFW but contain suggestive imagery.

 

Over the simmer of dishes on the stove, Eleanor heard a voice that was not Gwen’s – tinny, as if from a great distance:

“Now we’re gonna go ahead and grease up our pan.”

She must have been listening to a cooking demo of some kind in her phone. Eleanor was about to return to the book she was reading, but the voice continued speaking.

“And I like it really greasy…don’t be afraid to get a little messy.”

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Give Your Faults: Madeleine L’Engle’s “Time Quintet” Series

Dania’s mind was racing at high-octane speed as she exited the theater. Visions of dark matter swirling around Storm Reid as she vaulted through otherworldly planets merged with her acute vision of what she had envisioned when reading the same scene on the page. It was a close approximation, though not perfect. She would do her best, in the coming weeks, not to lose her original vision of the novel.

“Holy cow,” Gwen said, gripping her coat as they passed though the front door of the building. “That was weird.”

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