this one looks like it’s plotting something really evil
We kill the Zubatman.
Iron Man has defeated the Mandarin.
I tried to ignore this post but dammit, I just couldn’t do it.
IF I EVER MISGENDER YOU FEEL FREE TO CORRECT ME!!! YOUR GENDER IDENTITY IS NOT SOMETHING THAT YOU SHOULD REMAIN QUIET ABOUT AND I APOLOGIZE FOR ANY SCREW UPS I MAY HAVE DONE/MAY DO IN THE FUTURE
I WANT YOU TO BE COMFORTABLE TALKING TO ME
![kurosawa-akira:
Akira Kurosawa (right) with his brother, Heigo. (c. 1913)
My brother once forced me to spend a day wandering through Tokyo looking at the victims of the Great Kanto earthquake of 1923: corpses piled up on bridges, corpses blocking off a whole street at the intersection, corpses displaying every manner of death possible to human beings. When I involuntarily looked away, my brother scolded me, “Akira, look carefully now.” When that night I asked my brother why he’d made me look at these terrible sights, he replied: “If you shut your eyes to a frightening sight, you end up being frightened. If you look at everything straight on, there is nothing to be afraid of.” With my camera, like Dostoyevsky with his prose, I have tried to force the audience—which is often unwilling—to “look carefully now.”
— Kinema, Spring 1993
In matters of both film and literature I owe much to my brother’s discernment. I took special care to see every film my brother recommended. As far back as elementary school I walked all the way to Asakusa to see a movie he had said was good. I don’t remember what it was that I saw in Asakusa, but I do remember that it was at the Opera Theater. I remember waiting in line for discount tickets for the late show, and I remember my brother getting a terrific scolding from my father when we got home. […] I was twenty-three years old when my brother died. I was twenty-six when I entered the film world. […] What if…? I still wonder sometimes. If my brother had not committed suicide, would he have entered the film world as I have done? He had a great knowledge of films and more than enough talent to understand filmmaking, and he had many appreciative friends in the film world. He was still young, so I’m sure he could have made a name for himself if he had wanted to.
— Something Like an Autobiography](http://24.media.tumblr.com/6502aff79f88a8615dd3c3ba11e79a10/tumblr_mm8k13c4SU1rmg6igo1_400.jpg)
Akira Kurosawa (right) with his brother, Heigo. (c. 1913)
My brother once forced me to spend a day wandering through Tokyo looking at the victims of the Great Kanto earthquake of 1923: corpses piled up on bridges, corpses blocking off a whole street at the intersection, corpses displaying every manner of death possible to human beings. When I involuntarily looked away, my brother scolded me, “Akira, look carefully now.” When that night I asked my brother why he’d made me look at these terrible sights, he replied: “If you shut your eyes to a frightening sight, you end up being frightened. If you look at everything straight on, there is nothing to be afraid of.” With my camera, like Dostoyevsky with his prose, I have tried to force the audience—which is often unwilling—to “look carefully now.”
In matters of both film and literature I owe much to my brother’s discernment. I took special care to see every film my brother recommended. As far back as elementary school I walked all the way to Asakusa to see a movie he had said was good. I don’t remember what it was that I saw in Asakusa, but I do remember that it was at the Opera Theater. I remember waiting in line for discount tickets for the late show, and I remember my brother getting a terrific scolding from my father when we got home. […] I was twenty-three years old when my brother died. I was twenty-six when I entered the film world. […] What if…? I still wonder sometimes. If my brother had not committed suicide, would he have entered the film world as I have done? He had a great knowledge of films and more than enough talent to understand filmmaking, and he had many appreciative friends in the film world. He was still young, so I’m sure he could have made a name for himself if he had wanted to.
realising that we’re almost halfway through the year 2013 and i have literally achieved nothing
