Anonymous asked:
As always my suggestion for people who want more exquisitely aesthetic, psychosexual murder horror + weird dinners parties, is to watch, if you have not already, Park Chan Wook’s Stoker. I think you’ll love it. Frankly you probably already love it, that movie’s pretty popular on here.
But otherwise yeah, Hannibal is kinda a wooorrld unto its own, isn’t it! There are a ton of similarities on paper between it and Killing Eve, but I fully agree that the tone is completely different. Honestly, for me that was actually a big draw for Killing Eve, because as the years go by the darkly comic camp of Hannibal is the element that remains closest to my heart, while I find I can more take or leave the poetic Grand Guignol bloodiness. So I loved that it felt like Bryan Fuller and Phoebe Waller-Bridge were given the same prompt and then each turned in totally distinct final projects. If Killing Eve HAD been more like Hannibal in those other ways, frankly I probably would have been in the opposite camp as you and liked it less!
I really wish I could come up with more things like Hannibal for you though, since that’s what you’re after…..god that show was just very Unique… Maybe the rest of the gang who follows this blog have suggestions?? :)
lately im really down with the Weirdo girls creepin about their business dressed like old ladies look
watched in 2016 | STOKER (2013) dir. Chan-wook Park
↳ “Of course, I still love you, Richard. I just have to love you a little less now.”
India is so central to Stoker that her heightened, layered perception of the world is what crafts the texture of the movie itself. The editing flickers like thoughts in places, bleeding across time and space, like when India tips a hanging lamp in the basement to swing across her path, and the beam of light is thrown on the faces of her mother and uncle above in the kitchen just moments before. We see and hear the way India does, and India, bless her, is morbid as hell.
You know, I’ve often wondered why it is we have children in the first place. And the conclusion I’ve come to is… At some point in our lives we realize things are screwed up beyond repair. So we decide to start again. Wipe the slate clean. Start fresh. And then we have children. Little carbon copies we can turn to and say, “You will do what I could not. You will succeed where I have failed.” Because we want someone to get it right this time. But not me… Personally speaking I can’t wait to watch life tear you apart.
Stoker (2013), dir. Park Chan Wook
