Searching for a boy in high school is as useless as searching for meaning in a Pauly Shore movie - Clueless (1995)
FAVORITE MOVIES | Ever After (1998)
Do you copy? Please copy.
—He wants me. Just me. Everyone will be safe. Just let him take me.
—Don’t die on me, Gilly Owens, please. Because we’re supposed to die together, remember? The same time. You promised me that. And this is not that day.
The film could have taken a very one note, one perspective stance on the position of its main character. Instead, there is a great deal more nuance to Belle’s circumstances, and her relationships with those around her. Her uncle, who at first vehemently refused to bring up a “mulatto,” softens throughout the film but is reluctant to allow Belle to know about the realities of slavery, or even to acknowledge her own blackness.
Indeed, Assante is keen to establish that while Belle’s white family member may love her, they too share the prejudices of oppression. One scene in particular illustrates this perfectly: when Belle’s cousin Elizabeth tells her that she is ostensibly nothing, undesirable, repulsive to any suitors because of her color. It’s a powerful moment, one in which the movie establishes that there are no white saviors there to make things better. Belle is forced to do that for herself, and its her journey in educating herself and trying to convince her chief justice uncle to vote against the legality of the slave trade that makes the film more fascinating than most films in this genre.
Jiya Jale, Dil se
Lata Mangeshkar, M. G. Sreekumar & Chorus
mr. sulu you have the conn
#no one realizes the significance of this #the point of this movie is not that you will find another love #it’s that douches like tom will keep falling into the cycle of chasing a manic pixie dream girl #and probably think that she’s the one #but guess what? just because you listen to the same music or because she has a cute name #doesn’t mean that you’re meant for each other #500 days of summer the most misunderstood hipster hit the world has ever seen
Kehna Hi Kya -Bombay
Show me a hero and I’ll write you a tragedy
hundred years, hundred more someday we may see a woman king, sword in hand swing at some evil and bleed.