I just want to bring this back
while we’re pretending girls in nerd culture don’t have it bad
NATALIE PORTMAN was accused of being a “fake nerd girl”
THIS IS HOW FAR THE IGNORANCE GOES
IT GOES THIS FAR
forgive me for the random reblog but I hadn’t seen this before and just, wow. I am kind of speechless.
THAT JUST SHOWS HOW FAKE SHE IS THOUGH.
SHE WASN’T EVEN REALLY PADME. SHE WAS PRETENDING.
Bringing it back, because for realsies.
True Story, Bro.
Than you for this. This is one of those things I always kindof felt, but everyone else was so convinced that I said nothing.
Good points, well made.
THIS IS A REALLY IMPORTANT POST ABOUT HAN SOLO’S SWEET ASS.
It’s funny, the very first time I understood why people made such a fuss about bums was watching Luke Skywalker’s buns in his tight, black trousers in Return of the Jedi. I must have watched that film dozens of times before, but suddenly, I noticed his bottom more. I tried to find gifs, but the Internet let me down.
Anyway. Han’s arse is nice too.
Right? ‘Cause everyone I know takes this (the first gif above, the one from Empire Strikes Back) as like a ‘LOL! Han is such a dick here and LOL!women so much more emotional than men’ - like this whole scene is about how he wouldn’t say I love you, and she would. Like, it…
1. Sarah, do not read this until you have seen all three actual Star Wars movies.
2. This post is correct and other people are incorrect. (And/or I am learning about a way I am different from other people and everyone’s point of view is valid in their own universe.) When people reflect on their regrets about their farewells to people they love who have died, the usual complaint seems to be “I wish I had told them I loved them,” not “I wish they had confirmed that they loved me, because I’m not sure.”
To me, the purpose of telling someone you love them is to tell them that you love them, and to have them believe it. If you are telling someone you love them to hear that they love you, please explain to me why this is a useful conversational exchange rather than fishing for a compliment.
(And in the actual Star Wars situations at hand, to me, the first one is “your freezing and/or death is significantly tragic to me, and you are irreplaceable in my life, and I love you,” and the second one is “you’re clever and awesome and cunning in ways I wasn’t sure anyone but myself could be.” To accept either of those things—I know—demonstrates both personal character development and their OTPness. One doesn’t deeply, genuinely accept such compliments unless one feels that the giver truly understands what they’re about. Right?
I really like this comment on my ‘I love you/I know’ post. :)
The thing that killed me about this setup was, okay, you put me in this bathing suit - but then I have to stop talking from here on? Strip me, and I’m silent! I am defiant with everyone else - Tarkin, Darth Vader - but this slug really shuts me up. Any defiance I had in the other movies, all gone.
I was so very happy to kill [Jabba]. It meant I could talk again. They asked me if I wanted a stunt double to kill Jabba and I said, ‘Really, really not. I really, really want to kill him myself.’
|—||Carrie Fisher on being Slave Leia (via mustangscullaaay)|
Hi, I’m Natalie Dormer and I’m from a show on HBO called Game of Thrones. And there’s a few secrets about Season Four that I’d like to get off my chest. [x]
Call me a hopeless geek, but every time I see this I just can’t help but think of that scene where C3PO is half-miming a story to the Ewoks. You know:
It’s not just me, right?
Imagine the ‘New Hope’ is Princess Leia, not her farm boy twin. Imagine the tale starting with how the princess becomes a youthful senator, but when her idealism hits the corruption of the Empire, it doesn’t crumble, but is hardened into joining the rebellion, learning to fight:…
This was AMAZING. I’d TOTALLY watch this. GRATUITOUS CAPITALIZATION NOTWITHSTANDING.
I’ve been delighted with the success of this post (I know, with 250 odd notes it is nothing by Tumblrs standards, but for me, it’s good). I think this is my favourite comment so far.
I feel like more and more the most effective way to change the world (available to me, at least) is to write a better one. And knowing that people (even if only 250 odd people) would watch something from the perspective I see something (granted, it’s a perspective on someone else’s great tale, which already had a character like Leia in it, but just chose not to highlight her point of view) is empowering in the way that we all know chainmail bikinis decidedly are not.
Writing is powerful. I haven’t wanted to say it because I have been trained by society not to say these things, to temper my dreams with ‘reality’, and that hasn’t worked out so well for me, so I’m going to say it anyway: when I’m done with my PhD, I want to be a writer. Not someone who shoots off a couple of short stories a year and blogs to build a ‘platform’ for the nebulous future when she finishes one of the many novels she squeezes a few words out on around a day job and/or studies for yet another job that’s not only a pipe dream, but at which I can only ever hope to be second best. I want to do it. I want to finish a novel and send that off. And then another, and another.
I want to start living my life the way I want to, not just as preparation for some pay-out day far off in the future, which never comes. I want to write, and I want to change the world. Because I think I have a perspective that other people share and don’t see enough of in the media. And I think sharing that perspective can not only be good for me, it can be part of the machine that shapes our global perspective. And that’s bigger than any one person. But that’s the beauty of writing - however it might seem, writing isn’t something you do shut away in a room by yourself. Stephen King called it telepathy - in part because it lets me put my thoughts in your mind, but also because it can’t be done alone. Writing isn’t writing unless it is read. It is something we do together. And the thing that is formed of the writer and the reader’s minds is a mercurial fusion.
I want to be a part of that. I want to influence what is made when minds come together in reading.
Which is probably not what that commenter was expecting in response to their comment. I guess this is only tangentially linked to the post itself. It’s a confluence of a whole bunch of events, many of them very shitty indeed, and which have nothing to do with Star Wars or Princess Leia. But I guess I’m realising that I not only want to be Princess Leia, I want to be the Leia who is the centre of her own story, and who enables other people to see themselves as the person at the centre of a story like Leia’s, too.
Also, thanks to everyone who’s made nice comments about this. It’s super-flattering and pleasingly communal. You’re all great, and I like knowing that you exist.