okay i’ve actually been thinking about something similar. i really do, deep down, think that these issues (even if they’re not MEANT to 100% of the time) do serve to distract people from actual gay rights issues, i.e. the prevalence of hate crimes and violence and how trans people have been getting the short end of the lgbt-rights stick for a while now. BUT THEN i get home to my small southern baptist town from studying abroad and check facebook and i realized that that sort of dialogue would just never ever ever reach people from my town who are openly advocating for chikfila. as in my friends from high school, who know that i’m gay, are posting pro-chikfila shit all over social media. so it’s honestly something that i’m really conflicted about because on one hand i think that it’s really just something for the media to focus on instead of real-er issues. but on the other hand i think that some of these people could potentially be reached in conversation about chikfila-level issues because they’re so prevalent, and even attempting to discuss this on a higher level of how it’s distracting from bigger lgbt or corporate-interest issues would absolutely just be falling on deaf ears for most people.
Sometimes I catch myself thinking about bullying like this, mostly cause it’s treated as this weird abstraction that is kind of just a vague BAD THING WE SHOULD DO STUFF ABOUT, and after a while I’m thinking ‘yeah bullying, blah blah okay enough, there are worse things going on.’
But after watching this trailer I really don’t see how you could look at it as some big character building exercise. I mean, look at that kid with the glasses! I want to scoop him up from wherever he is and just spend the rest of my life trying to make him feel happy and wanted. Maybe that’s just me being overly empathic or whatever, but I don’t understand how watching this doesn’t break your heart.
I LOVE SANTANA SO MUCH.
So hilarious and mean and sad and wonderful and can I marry her now?
I CAN’T STOP LISTENING NOW.
I think I kind of love this.
I am genuinely envious of the grit in his voice.
My local newspaper had an article last month about bionic cat, titled something along the lines of “Disabled Cat Gets Faux Paws.”
I love life.
Harry Potter is the best. Gabe is old.
These are just the (potentially conflicting) facts of life.
SOCCER! SODOMY! SOCIALISM! I love those guys.
(I tried to listen to the rest of the video but I was literally incapable of focusing).
Dance? Sounds like that one movie where two dancers with very different styles come together to dance and fall in love and maybe one of them is poor or disadvantaged in some way and true love/dance/something shines through?
I watched around ten seconds and then decided to stop for the sake of retaining some faith in humanity.
So true. Crazy shit right there.
You guys, I think I’m going to hell! God doesn’t want my gayness gangrene!(?) Actually, the more I think about it the more attractive the concept of being quarantined away from (really sad) assholes like this becomes.
Also, I am so sorry.
My mother loves Jack Black movies. I have no idea why. Something tells me that there are multiple people in this I-will-watch-anything-with-Jack-Black-in-it camp. I have no idea why.
That being said, this trailer was about 2 minutes and 24 seconds too long. It would only take a one second flash of Jack Black’s awful awful face on the screen to lure in my mother (and, I’m assuming the other unreasonably tasteless people who <3 Jack Black (ew)).
Okay, so are they saying that McDonald’s is the perfect arena to have such a terribly uncomfortable conversation with your parent OR that such a terribly uncomfortable conversation with your parent would in some way make you hungry for death-food? Because as much as I can identify with how awkward such an exchange can be when you’re sitting in a McDonald’s (what) with an unaware parent commenting on your sexuality, THIS DOES NOT MAKE ME HUNGRY IN ANY WAY. Especially hungry for, you know…death food.
This brings back horrible memories of when that group of kids protested MY sleeping around in high school.
But you know, what can you do. Kids will be kids I guess!
I know, he was doing some fucking weird mouth movements.
And his shameless self-promotion after every faulty counterargument really motivated me to visit his website/buy his books because I’ve FINALLY realized that the only reason I’m not straight is because I haven’t considered bullshit pillow-beating catharsis theory!(?)
“Actually Rachel, I’m glad you brought it up because I was the victim of a HATE CRIME!,” et cetera.
NICE MOVE, you psychopath.
I watched that once.
My only vague memory of that movie is the part where the coffin falls out of the back of the hearse (or whatever happens in that scene along those lines) because if you slow it down you can see that the guy’s head actually flies out and bounces on the pavement a few times.
I think that’s enough evidence to support its nomination for WMOAT.
At the end when Max returned home and ate dinner with his mother, a small child near me turned to her own mother and said “I love you mommy” in the littlest voice. It was devastating.
Needless to say, I adored the entire movie/moment/everything.
i don’t understand how mtv thought they were deceiving anyone into thinking that pink is actually singing while swinging around upside-down from the ceiling
maybe that’s why they broke the music for a little three-second pant, to reassure you that hey, this is real singing (this is not real singing.)
The first thing I thought upon seeing this was “Wow, how did they all take time out of their busy schedules to pose for a picture together?!”
Then I realized that I probably deserve to play this game and subsequently die for thinking that.
There is absolutely no way that this movie will not be The Greatest. At least for me.
Also, glad to know I’m not the only one who will be crying, right, right?!
These trailers just continue to prove themselves by swelling and swelling to the point of creating something you can feel a part of.
I just watched the Flight of the Conchords one, and was struck by the fact that whoever did that is better at microsoft paint than i will ever be at anything in my entire life.
I actually watched this last night, whereas in previous weeks I just read about it and purposely kept myself from actually watching it.
And I continue to be mad at myself for it.