The best thing about this is that even though these lines occur relatively near each other in the movie, three years have passed in the internal chronology. Maybe just lazy(ish) writing, but I prefer to believe that this guy has been waiting for this moment for three years. Every day he wakes up, looks in the mirror and says, “I know you kicked his ass and left him bleeding and wasted, but it was NOT ENOUGH. You will find that man and you will look him in the eye and with pure venom in your heart and mind YOU WILL CALL HIM CUPCAKE.”
Speaking of Cupcake, y’all need to read this: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/5869593/1/Grischa
Lupita Nyong’o wins an Oscar for portraying a real life slave, and the first thing she did was thank Patsy for her inspiration.
Jared Leto wins an Oscar for portraying a trans woman, and doesn’t mention trans women at all.
I think the point makes itself.
I would advise against Russia, though, or Ukraine. :/
I appreciate your single-minded preference for all things Italian, though. :) Yeah, no, I’m fairly turned off on Russia at this point. Which is a shame because I always wanted to learn to speak Russian. But now I can just learn Arabic instead. :)
Nope, I need somewhere with good, cheap universities with really easy admission standards, and a student visa that lets me work part time. THAT’S ALL I NEED.
I’m ready for another adventure. I’m also broke. Those two things don’t work well together.
You know what I want to do? Go back to school. But, like, somewhere awesome. Like Japan. Or South Africa. Or wherever.
So I took a bath and brought in my fanfic-crammed Nook and then realized that the Nook is totally a functional tablet so I got online and randomly started watching old due South episodes (KOWALSKI SON) and that made me think of Vickie and I started randomly plotting a crossover with Poirot and I might have been soaking in hot water for too long I guess that’s my point.