Oh dear. You meant this image, right?
And this one, I bet.
I know, they’re so nasty, aren’t they? Almost as bad as this, from Franco Zeffrelli’s Romeo and Juliet.
Or this, from Kenneth Branagh’s Hamlet:
Jeez, there’s even peen in Branagh’s Much Ado About Nothing:
And don’t even get me started on Greenaway’s Prospero’s Books:
(Which is, by the way, widely regarded as one of the more important artistic accomplishments in Shakespeare films.)
In the end I guess I see what you’re objecting to. I mean, my god, treating students like adults! How dare I! Because the one thing we don’t want students to do is to think critically about desire.
But you know, come to think of it there is one very significant difference between those first two images and the rest. The first were made by women, outside of any official economy, for other women’s pleasure. Is that what’s bothering you?
I approve this message so hard
i never understood the whole reaction towards mental illness where someone says “it’s all in your head” i feel like that statement is just as redundant as telling someone with pulmonary edema that “the fluid is all in your lungs” like yes. yeah thats exactly where it is get it out of thERe/???
i spend 3/4 of my time calling my boyfriend gay
greetings, friend, i am an adult male in a homosexual relationship.
He liked playing Cluedo. So did I. Before I played it with him. He actually deduced that the victim had done it.
He deduced that the victim had faked his own death.
I said at the time that it wasn’t very likely. In fact, I think I said it was impossible. And he told me that it might be improbable but nothing’s impossible.
I wish I still believed that." — John’s latest blog post (thanks for today’s tears, BBC) [x] (via bencumber)