‘Snowpiercer’ Review

tscruffynh:

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From the moment Joon-ho Bong’s Snowpiercer started, we knew exactly what we had come to see. This apocalyptic thriller began dark and ended darkly, every moment in between reminding us that this film is not for the faint of heart. Even with a somewhat anti-climactic and brutal ending, Snowpiercer was a thrilling film, filled with fantastic performances – some from unexpected places – and some of…

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I enjoyed this movie, despite the incredibly large amount of graphic violence.

teepublic:

Featured Designer: Opawapo

That’s when the sirens begin, the worst sound in the world, and the sound you’ve dreaded all your life. It’s here: the soundtrack to hell — wailing, flaring, warbling, and unreal — collapsing and confusing both time and space the way an ex-smoker collapses time and space at night when they dream in horror that they find themselves smoking. But here the ex-smoker wakes up to find a lit cigarette in his hand and the horror is complete. The manager is heard through a bullhorn, asking shoppers to calmly vacate, but no one’s paying much attention. Carts are left in the aisles and the bodies flee, carrying and dropping looted roast beefs and bottles of Evian on the sidewalk outside. The parking lot is now about as civilized as a theme park’s bumper cars. But the fat man remains, as does the cashier, who is wispily blond, with a bony hillbilly nose and translucent white skin. They, your best friend, and you remain frozen, speechless, and your minds become the backlid NORAD world map of mythology — how cliché! And on it are the traced paths of fireballs, stealthily, inexorably passing over Baffin Island, the Aleutians, Labrador, the Azores, Lake Superior, the Queen Charlotte Islands, Puget Sound, Maine… it’s only a matter of moments now, isn’t it? ‘I always promised myself,’ says the fat man, in a voice so normal as to cause the three of you to be jolted out of your thoughs, ‘that when this moment came, I would behave with some dignity in whatever time remains and so, Miss —’ he says, turning to the clerk in particular, ‘let me please pay for my purchases.’ The clerk, in the absence of other choices, accepts his money. Then comes The Flash. ‘Get down,’ you shout, but they continue their transaction, deer transfixed by headlights. ‘There’s no time!’ But your warning remains unheeded. And so, just before the front windows become a crinkled, liquefied imploding sheet — the surface of a swimming pool during a high dive, as seen from below — And just before you’re pelleted by a hail of gum and magazines — And just before the fat man is lifted off his feet, hung in suspended animation and bursts into flames while the liquefied ceiling lifts and drips upward — Just before all of this, your best friend cranes his neck, lurches over to where you lie, and kisses you on the mouth, after which he says to you, ‘There. I’ve always wanted to do that.’ And that’s that. In the silent rush of hot wind, like the opening of a trillion oven doors that you’ve been imagining since you were six, it’s all over: kind of scary, kind of sexy, and tainted by regret. A lot like life, wouldn’t you say? Generation X — Tales for an accelerated Culture, Douglas Coupland (via yourstrulymartinpawley)

Are the Jehovah’s Witnesses in town?

phantom-burrito:

Today my mom and I were at the store and as we’re checking out the woman suddenly starts talking about the bible and how there are all the signs the end is coming. Apparently it’s happened to my mom several times today??

the-1989:

End of days…

the-1989:

End of days…

Album Art
ArtistWyclef Jean
TitleApocalypse
AlbumThe Carnival
herbivorexvx:

Ruined City by Andy Walsh

I like that the elephant survives.

herbivorexvx:

Ruined City by Andy Walsh

I like that the elephant survives.