The Bird Man, Swamplandia!, Karen Russell

A puffy white face on which, compared to the boots and the patchwork outfit, looked almost ordinary. The man was blinking violently down at me, caught in the light, his pale lips twisted in a grimace…This man’s age was impossible for me to guess. He was younger than my grandfather and older than my brother. His eyes were something terrifying…Bright eyes in a shingled face…The Bird Man frowned, which turned his long nose into a blade. Light caught on his whistle and in the soft, wet curls of hair around his ears, but his eyes were dull as gunmetal. He’d scratched his thin hair into a pompadour—it looked as though every wire were coming disconnected in his brain. (Suggested by phaunosfaunus)

Happy that the book I’m currently reading was featured here. Upset because I haven’t met this character yet. So I’m neutral.

Me playing a single-player videogame in front of a group of friends. GPOY

Girls Season 1: Trailer #2”

As I mentioned before, I got to see the first three episodes of Girls last Friday, and I am really excited for it to get started tomorrow. I expected humor similar to that of the unsaid “behind-the-words” comedy of Bridesmaids, which was new and fun for the big screen but would probably get obnoxious serialized; what I got was a show that’s witty and believable. The jokes are on contemporary feelings and topics, like Sex and the City and self-deprecation. For all the cringe-inducing moments this show has been hyped about, I didn’t find myself wincing much. (Much less than I’d think I would sitting next to a girl I had just met and watching Hannah [Lena Dunham] make sweet, painful, weird love to her boyfriend.) It just feels so real, and I don’t find the real world that cringe-worthy. Just laughable.

As sentimental as this trailer makes the show out to be, the affection the titular girls hold for each other gets you to feel like one of them; they’re so endearing, and once finishing the first three episodes I was disappointed that I’ll have to wait three more weeks than anyone else to start seeing new ones again. The conflicts that’ll carry the season were really beginning to brew, and they didn’t feel vapid like Sex and the City’s concerns were. Even as bratty as Hannah gets, she’s so hard on herself that you can’t help but care about her problems. Girls is a sudden burst of sweetness, breaking through the world-crumbling tension of young-adulthood, and with its cinematic nature, it feels like it could be the first emo-comedy.

(yeah i just coined a term bruh)

Not one mangy dog? what does that have to do with my diagnosis, Ariel?

“And that’s why you always want the plastic bottle brands.
… Well that and they’re dirt cheap burnvictimizing shitwaters”