KARKAT VANTAS
@carcinoGeneticist
THE GUY WITH THE BEST FUCKING MOVIE BLOG IN THE INCIPISPHERE *AND* CO-HOST OF THE ADORABLOODTHIRSTY CINEMASSACRE CLUB, GMT/BST. >> THE BLOG: https://letterboxd.com/CGeneticist/ <<
WHY AM I ME, AND NOT SOMEBODY ELSE? THIS IS ONE WHOPPING HAMBEAST OF A REVIEW TO KICK THINGS BACK OFF WITH, I REALIZE THAT, BUT I FIGURE I MAY AS WELL COME BACK WITH SOME SORT OF FANFARE INSTEAD OF A LITTLE PISSWRIGGLER WHIMPER. @CARBOLICGALVANOLOGIST HAS BEEN HOUNDING ME TO FINALLY STICK THIS ON MY HUSKTOP AND GIVE IT A WATCH, SO I DECIDED, LET’S MAKE IT AN EVENT AND ACTUALLY PULL OUT ALL THE STOPS. PICTURE THIS. I SAT DOWN IN FRONT OF MY ACTUAL TELEVISION, RENTED THE DVD FROM A RESALE STORE THAT WAS KIND OF MORE THAN A LITTLE SKETCHY, AND GRABBED MY GUMMY GRUBS AND SOME POPCORN. I COZIED UP THINKING TO MYSELF, “MY GOOD BUDDY OTHER KARKAT NEVER DOES ME WRONG, HE IS LIKE MY PERSONAL MOVIE DEALER SO THERE’S NO WAY *THIS* ONE CAN FUCK ME UP”, AND HAPPILY PRESSED PLAY. YES. HAPPILY. GOD WHAT A FUCKING FOOL I WAS. I SHOULD REALLY STOP THINKING THAT I WILL NEVER BE ETERNALLY AND COSMICALLY CHANGED BY A DECISION TO WATCH A FILM. I SHOULD KNOW BETTER, BY NOW. AND THAT’S WHAT THIS IS ALL ABOUT. BEING ETERNALLY AND COSMICALLY CHANGED FOREVER AND EVER, AND WHAT WOULD BECOME OF US – *THIS* VERSION OF US, SITTING HERE IN THIS MOMENT WITH EACH OTHER – IF THOSE CHANGES WERE MADE DIFFERENT BY EVEN THE MOST MICROSCOPIC OF EVENTS. MR. NOBODY IS TRULY A STUNNING AND OFTENTIMES HARROWING MEDITATION ON TIME, FREE WILL, AND THE NATURE OF ALL OF OUR REALITIES. OUR UNIVERSES (YES, ALL OF THEM) ARE IN FLUX. THEY EXPAND, THEY CONTRACT, LIKE A BUNCH OF FLOATING SUSPENDED PUMP BISCUITS, RELAYING AND REBIRTHING EVENTS OVER AND OVER AD INFINITUM. I MEAN, SHIT, LOOK AT ALL OF US HERE, READING THIS RIGHT NOW (OR NOT, BECAUSE HALF OF YOU ARE GOING TO SCROLL PAST AND NEVER GRACE YOUR GLANCE NUGGETS ON THIS STRING OF SENTENCES AT ALL WHICH IS A *SHAME*), OR EVEN JUST THE OTHER VERSION OF ME WHO MANAGED TO KNOW ABOUT THIS FILM WHEN I DIDN’T. WE ALL ARE HERE BECAUSE WE, UNKNOWINGLY OR KNOWINGLY, MADE CHOICES THAT BROUGHT US TO ANALYSING SOME RANDOM TROLL’S WRITTEN ANTHOLOGY. I, KARKAT VANTAS, MAY BE SAID RANDOM TROLL, BUT MR. NEMO NOBODY IS NOT JUST SOME RANDOM HUMAN, AT LEAST NOT WITHIN THE CONFINES OF THIS FILM. NEMO NOBODY IS THE LAST LIVING MORTAL, SET ON A NEAR-FUTURE PLANET EARTH THAT HAS ACHIEVED WHAT THE HUMANS THERE CALL QUASI-IMMORTALITY. THE FILM IS IN ACCOUNT OF HIS LIFE, TOLD THROUGH HIS NARRATION TO A JOURNALIST THAT IS INTERVIEWING HIM ON WHAT IS ESSENTIALLY HIS DEATHBED IN AN ATTEMPT TO DOCUMENT WHAT LIFE WAS LIKE AS A MORTAL. HIS GREAT ORATION BEGINS WITH A MEMORY, PECULIARLY, OF BEFORE HE WAS EVER HATCHED, HAVING RETAINED THE MEMORIES AND UNDERSTANDING OF EVERYTHING THAT EVER WAS AND WOULD BE IN THE NEBULA OF EVENTS SURROUNDING HIS LIFE. HE DESCRIBES CHOOSING HIS PARENTS, HAVING CHOSEN THEM BECAUSE HIS SOON-TO-BE FATHER ASKED IF THE PERSON BEHIND THE CAMERA HAD EVER HEARD OF THE BUTTERFLY EFFECT. SURE, IT’S HANDED TO YOU RIGHT THEN A BIT LITERALLY, BUT I’LL ALLOW IT. IT SETS YOU UP FOR DEEPER THINKING LATER ON DOWN THE LINE, WHICH *WILL* HAPPEN WHETHER YOUR SPONGE IS READY TO SOAK IT IN OR NOT. NEMO GROWS UP, AND HE GROWS UP *KNOWING* WHAT’S GOING TO INEVITABLY HAPPEN TO HIM OR OTHERS AROUND HIM; FOR INSTANCE, HIS FATHER FORGETS THE HANDBRAKE ON HIS SCUTTLEBUGGY AND THE THING ROLLS DOWN THE HILL AND KILLS A WOMAN, WHICH SETS OFF A CHAIN OF EVENTS TO WHERE NEMO’S MOTHER AND FATHER END UP FILING FOR DIVORCE. IT’S IN THIS NEXT MOMENT FOR NEMO, THE MOMENT WHERE HE’S STANDING ON THE TRAIN PLATFORM IN THE CROSSFIRES OF AN UNAMICABLE SEPARATION, THAT WE SEE HIS ULTIMATE STRUGGLE FOR CHOICE: GO WITH HIS MOTHER, OR STAY WITH HIS FATHER? IT’S THE PIVOTAL MOMENT OF THE ENTIRE FILM, THE NEXUS OF WHICH IT SPINS UPON. AND NEMO NOBODY TELLS THE JOURNALIST… BOTH. HE PICKS BOTH. AS LONG AS YOU DON’T CHOOSE, EVERYTHING REMAINS POSSIBLE. AND IT’S FROM HERE THAT WE SEE NEMO LIVING OUT BOTH OF THESE LIVES– AND THEIR SUBSEQUENT OFFSHOOTS – WHERE HE EXPERIENCES DIFFERENT THINGS, SOME ONLY BEING EXPERIENCED DEPENDING ON WHICH PARENT HE CHOSE TO LIVE WITH. HE MAKES DIFFERENT DECISIONS ABOUT WHAT HE WANTS TO DO WITH HIS CAREER, THE STRUGGLES HE FACES, HOW HE DEALS WITH HIS EMOTIONS. HE FALLS IN LOVE WITH DIFFERENT PEOPLE, ONE BEING ELISE, WHO WE FOLLOW MOST THROUGHOUT THE STORY AND THIS *ALMOST* SEEMS TO BE THE TRUE NORTH OF HIS ROMANTIC RELATIONSHIPS, THOUGH I DIGRESS. ALL OF THESE POSSIBILITIES, ALL OF THE DANCING THROUGH ALTERNATE REALITIES, STEM FROM ONE FRACTION OF A MOMENT. I TURN YOUR ATTENTION TO THE QUOTE BELOW. “WHEN HE RETURNED AN HOUR LATER, HE NOTICED THAT THE FORECAST, WHICH SHOULD HAVE BEEN IDENTICAL TO THE PRECEDING ONES, FOLLOWED AN EVOLUTION EVER MORE DIVERGENT, UNTIL THERE WAS NO LONGER ANY RESEMBLANCE. MINISCULE CHANGES OF A THOUSANDTH OF A DEGREE, A THOUSANDTH OF A MILLIBAR, IN ASSOCIATION, CAUSED ENORMOUS CHANGE IN THE END RESULTS: ON ONE HAND, PERFECT CALM, ON THE OTHER, A STORM.” THIS BRINGS UP THE SPIRITUAL PARADOX OF FREE WILL—WHETHER WE ARE TRULY IN CONTROL OF OUR PATHS OR IF ALL POSSIBLE OUTCOMES ARE ALREADY WRITTEN. IN MANY MYTHOLOGICAL TEXTS I’VE READ, THERE IS AN UNDERSTANDING THAT WHILE INDIVIDUALS MAY EXPERIENCE THE ILLUSION OF CHOICE, ALL POSSIBILITIES ARE ULTIMATELY CONTAINED WITHIN THE GREATER FLOW OF THE UNIVERSES THEY OCCUPY. AND *THOSE* UNIVERSES MAY OR MAY NOT ACT INDEPENDENTLY, TOO. REMAINS TO BE SEEN. MAYBE YOU AGREE WITH THAT, MAYBE YOU DON’T. THAT’S NOT THE POINT. NEMO NOBODY ARGUES THAT EVERYTHING ALREADY EXISTS, AND IT IS ONLY IN CHOOSING ONE WAY THAT OUR CONSCIOUSNESS IN THAT SPECIFIC MOMENT IS THE CONSCIOUSNESS THAT GETS TO EXPERIENCE IT. IN FACT, HE WRITES A SUICIDE LETTER ABOUT IT IN ONE REALITY WHERE HE ATTEMPTS TO TAKE HIS OWN LIFE, AND THE LETTER IS READ BACK TO HIM: “THERE COMES A TIME IN LIFE WHEN EVERYTHING SEEMS NARROW. CHOICES HAVE BEEN MADE. I CAN ONLY CONTINUE ON. I KNOW MYSELF INSIDE OUT, I CAN PREDICT MY EVERY REACTION. EVERYTHING IS PREDICTABLE. MY LIFE HAS BEEN CAST IN CEMENT, WITH AIRBAGS AND SEATBELTS. I’VE CONTROLLED EVERYTHING. I’VE DONE EVERYTHING TO REACH THIS POINT, AND NOW THAT I’M HERE, I’M FUCKING BORED. THE HARDEST THING IS KNOWING WHETHER I’M STILL ALIVE.” REALLY UH. REALLY MAKES YOU THINK ABOUT WHAT YOU WOULD DO IF YOU HAD IT ALL LAID OUT IN FRONT OF YOU, HUH. AND YET, THIS MOVIE ISN’T NEARLY EVEN CLOSE TO BEING DONE WITH YOU YET. BUTTERFLY EFFECT THIS, CAUSATION AND FORMATION THAT. RIGHT, WE GET IT, ONE ACTION EQUALS A LIFETIME OF DIFFERENT POSSIBLE OUTCOMES. NEMO IS OFTEN PARALYSED BY THAT VERY THOUGHT, WHICH IS WHY HE IS SO INDECISIVE OR APATHETIC ABOUT HIS POSITION AT ANY GIVEN TIME. BUT THIS IS WHERE, IF YOU LISTEN RIGHT, MR. NOBODY STARTS ASKING YOU EVEN MORE QUESTIONS FOR YOUR DUTIFUL CONSIDERATION: HOW MUCH OF WHAT MAKES YOURSELF YOU, CONSIST OF THE CHOICES WE MAKE? WHO WOULD WE BECOME IF WE MADE DIFFERENT CHOICES? WHAT IS THE NATURE OF TIME? WHAT IS HUMANITY IF NOT FOR WALKING THE PATH? I’M NOT GOING TO EVEN GET CLOSE TO ANSWERING THESE QUESTIONS FOR YOU HERE IN THIS ANALYSIS, BUT FEEL FREE TO SHARE YOUR THOUGHTS. YOU CAN SIT WITH THOSE FOR A SPELL WHILE I TRY TO WRAP THIS UP. NO PROMISES. I’M GOING TO PIVOT SLIGHTLY THEMATICALLY, AND BRING UP ANOTHER SOURCE MEDIA HERE, SO BEAR WITH ME. I DON’T PLAY VIDEO GAMES A LOT. IT IS BECAUSE NOT ONLY AM I OBSCENELY BAD AT THEM, BUT I GET A BIT IMPATIENT. *HOWEVER.* THE MIDNIGHT WALK (2025) IS RELEVANT IN THIS CONTEXT. WITHOUT ANY SUMMARIZATION OF THAT PLOT (BECAUSE I WON’T BOTHER SPOILING IT OR GOING TOO INTO THAT NOW), IT BEGS THE QUESTION: WHAT IS YOUR PURPOSE? AND FURTHERMORE, WHAT IF THAT PURPOSE IS JUST… TO *BE*? YOUR CHARACTER IN THE MIDNIGHT WALK IS DESTINED TO TRAVERSE A PATH THAT BRINGS LIGHT TO THE BEINGS OF MOON MOUNTAIN AND YET, AT THE VERY END, YOU HAVE THE ULTIMATE CHOICE TO MAKE. YOU FULFIL YOUR DESTINY AND SACRIFICE YOURSELF TO BRING ABOUT THE SUN, OR… YOU GIVE UP. AND THE GAME PUNISHES YOU FOR NEITHER CHOICE. I THINK THAT’S WHAT MR. NOBODY IS ALSO GETTING AT, AMONGST IT ALL. IN EVERY SINGLE INSTANCE, THERE IS NO ONE TIMELINE THAT IS MORE IMPORTANT THAN ANOTHER. THERE IS NO GRAND PUNISHMENT, EVEN IN THE INSTANCE OF SUFFERING. SURE, THE MOVIE HAS ITS PREFERENCES IN WEIGHT FOR PACING’S SAKE, THE WRAPAROUNDS THAT FEED BACK INTO THE PLOTLINES, BUT THE REALITY IS THAT NO TIMELINE IS THE “WRONG” ONE. NO PLACE IS A PLACE YOU AREN’T MEANT TO BE. EVERY CHOICE IS THE RIGHT CHOICE. AND IN THE WORDS OF NEMO, THEY ALL EXIST IN THE SAME EXACT MOMENT, ALL THE TIME, EVERYWHERE. “WHAT DO YOU SEE WHEN YOU LOOK AT ME? A GRUMPY OLD MAN WHO DROOLS WHEN HE EATS, WHO NEVER ANSWERS QUESTIONS. WHO MIXES EVERYTHING UP. WHO’S KEPT BUSY BY GETTING HIS MEALS. BUT THAT’S NOT ME. ME, I WEAR SHORT PANTS. I’M NINE YEARS OLD. I CAN RUN FASTER THAN THE TRAIN. I DON’T FEEL MY ACHING BACK ANYMORE. I’M FIFTEEN. I’M IN LOVE. I’M IN LOVE…” ME. KARKAT. ME, I’M IN MY ROOM, PRACTICING WITH BRAND NEW SICKLES. I’M SIX SWEEPS AND I’M PLAYING A GAME WITH A BUNCH OF INCOMPETENT FUCKWADS THAT IGNITES THE END OF MY WORLD. I AM STANDING BY MYSELF ON A HORIZON OF RED AT SEVEN FACING A DENIZEN, AND IN BED WITH MY LOVER AT ELEVEN, AND LOSING HIM AT TWELVE, FAR BEFORE I’M READY (AND WAS I EVER READY?). I AM RUNNING TO MY LUSUS FOR COMFORT AND MOURNING HIM ALL THE SAME BETWEEN THREE AND FIVE, AND SEEING MY FIRST FEW WRINKLES BETWEEN MY EYEBROWS. I AM ALL OF HIM. AND THERE’S MORE, TOO. MORE THAN I MYSELF AS KARKAT FROM UNIVERSE 2443 WILL EVER BE FULLY AWARE OF. THERE ARE VERSIONS OF ME AND MY CHOICES THAT I HAVE MET AND THOSE I HAVEN’T AND THOSE I NEVER WILL. IT’S AGONISING, AND YET, I SIT HERE IN THIS TATTED CHAIR IN FRONT OF MY HUSKTOP HUNCHED OVER LIKE A STOPPED UP BILGESACK AND I FEEL COCOONED BY *MY* UNIVERSE, BY *MY* WORLD, BY *MY* RESPITE BLOCK AND MY BED AND MY WORDS. THERE IS COMFORT KNOWING THAT THERE IS NO GRAND COSMIC SMACKDOWN OR PRIZE AWAITING ME, THERE IS NO BAD CHOICE, OR WRONG ONE. THERE ARE SIMPLY CHOICES. AND I EXIST IN ALL OF THEM TOGETHER. SO, MAYBE IT’S NOT SO TERRIFYING TO MAKE DECISIONS. FIVE STARS. HTTPS://CDN.IMGCHEST.COM/FILES/540E827062F7.PNG
I JUST GOT MY ASTROLOGY CHART READ, AND HOLY MOTHER GRUB, WHAT A FUCKING CLUSTER.
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The word of the day is criticaster, which is a petty and inferior critic. A type of individual I have recently had the misfortune of encountering a little too close for comfort.
I'm more than familiar myself.
TIME IS A FLAT CIRCLE. BECAuSE OF ME. I HAVE STOMPED ON THAT CIRCLE uNTIL IT IS AN EXSANGuINATED BLOODLESS LINE. NOW TIME ONLY GOES FORWARD. TOWARD MY INEVITABLE VICTORY.
tHEN WHY ARE YOU WEARING, a CIRCLE THAT IS BUMPY, oN YOUR CHEST, iT SEEMS THAT YOUR BEATINGS HAVE ONLY RESULTED IN LUMPS AND BUMPS, oN THE CIRCLES WH1CH, aS WE ALL KNOW, wHAT DOES NOT CULL YOU, wILL LEAVE YOU WANTING TWISTED AND VIOLENT RETRIBUTION, sO TO THIS END, aT SOME POINT IN THE FUTURE, wHICH i WILL NOT DIVULGE, i AM GOING TO THROW A FRISBEE, aT YOU,
IT’S NOT LIKE I DON’T LIKE THE MOVIE STILL. I GUESS I’M JUST SLIGHTLY DISILLUSIONED TO IT. I MEAN, WHO REALLY GETS THE CHANCE IN EVERY LIFETIME TO FIND THEIR SUPPOSED MATCH? THAT SOUNDS LIKE AN ACTUAL CROCK OF SHIT.
I MEAN. FATE. FUCK. SERENDIPITY IS JUST A LITTLE… IDEALISTIC, ISN’T IT?
I’VE BEEN THINKING A LOT ABOUT FATE. IS IT EVEN REAL, IF THERE ARE HOWEVER MANY OTHER VERSIONS OF YOU THAT MAY NOT MEET THE SAME END? OR IS THERE SIMPLY A UNIVERSAL CONSTANT FOR EACH INDIVIDUAL? DO WE ALL KEEP FLIPPING OUR SHIT FOREVER AND EVER INTO THE AETHER, OR DOES OUR SHIT EXIST IN A FINITE SPACE? IS OUR SHIT IN A VACUUM? I THINK I NEED TO TAKE A FUCKING NAP. MAYBE.
i don't really believe in fate but i do believe in nature an i think sometimes nature manifests itself in real specific ways as a constant
[/-∊n♱rΩpy gr-∊yƗng Ωu♱./] -- Ɨ♱ ƗΣ Ⱥ vȺΣ♱ Σubj-∊☪︎♱ ♱ⴵȺ♱ Ωf♱-∊n♱Ɨm-∊Σ l-∊ȺdΣ ♱Ω ♱ⴵȺ♱ Ωf dr-∊Ⱥd ȺbΩu♱ ♱ⴵ-∊ pȺΣ♱ Ⱥnd ȺbΩu♱ ♱ⴵ-∊ fu♱ur-∊, y-∊♱, Σu☪︎ⴵ dΩ-∊Σ -∊xƗΣ♱. bu♱ Ɨ♱ ƗΣ b-∊Σ♱ nΩ♱ ♱Ω pΩnd-∊r ♱ΩΩ mu☪︎ⴵ Ωn Ɨ♱. -∊lΣ-∊ yΩu mȺy fƗnd yΩurΣ-∊lf -∊Ɨ♱ⴵ-∊r drΩ屮nƗng Ɨn ♱ⴵ-∊ r-∊gr-∊♱ Ωf ♱ⴵ-∊ pȺΣ♱ Ωr ♱ⴵ-∊ ⴵΩrrΩr Ωf ♱ⴵ-∊ fu♱ur-∊. ΣƗmply Σ♱Ⱥy ♱ⴵ-∊ ☪︎ΩurΣ-∊, 屮ⴵȺ♱-∊v-∊r fȺ♱-∊ ⴵȺΣ Ɨn-lƗn-∊ fΩr yΩu, -∊mbrȺ☪︎-∊ Ɨ♱ 屮ⴵΩl-∊ⴵ-∊Ⱥr♱-∊dly, dΩ nΩ♱ l-∊♱ Ɨ♱ ☪︎lƗng ♱Ω yΩu Ⱥnd d-∊fƗn-∊ yΩur -∊xƗΣ♱-∊n☪︎-∊, 屮ⴵ-∊♱ⴵ-∊r Ɨ♱ b-∊ gΩΩd Ωr bȺd, |⟨nΩ屮 ♱ⴵȺ♱ Ɨn-∊vƗ♱Ⱥbly, yΩu 屮Ɨll g-∊♱ ♱ⴵrΩugⴵ Ɨ♱. 屮ⴵȺ♱ Ɨ Ⱥm 屮ΩrdƗng ⴵ-∊r-∊ ƗΣ, dΩ nΩ♱ ♱ⴵƗn|⟨ ♱ΩΩ mu☪︎ⴵ Ωn Ɨf ♱ⴵƗngΣ Ⱥr-∊ fȺ♱-∊d, gΩ 屮Ɨ♱ⴵ ♱ⴵ-∊ flΩ屮. [/ΣȺmΣȺrȺ'Σ Σ屮ȺnΣΩng./]
AT LONG LAST, IT'S ALMOST TIME. IT'S THE END OF THE WIPE. YOU'VE FOUGHT. YOU'VE WEPT. YOU'VE RUN YOUR BLOODY STRUTPODS RAGGED AND CROSSED THAT FUCKING FINISH LINE WITH NOTHING IN THE TANK. SO EVERYBODY GET OUT OF YOUR FUCKING WAY, BECAUSE YOU'VE EARNED THIS. IT'S #SUBSTANCE NIGHT AT #ABCC. (OPTIONAL. OPTIONAL. OPTIONAL. CAN'T STATE THIS ENOUGH. OPTIONAL. SIT THIS ONE OUT IF YOU'RE UNCOMFORTABLE OR FOREVER HOLD YOUR PEACE.) IF YOU HAVEN'T CAUGHT ONE OF THE *THREE* (YES, THREE. HOLY FUCKING SHIT, WE ARE *SO* FUCKING BACK) #WATCHPARTY SHOWINGS HOSTED BY MYSELF OR @carcinoGeneticist#2443 THIS WIPE, THEN TOLIGHT IS YOUR LAST CHANCE TO CATCH HOWL'S MOVING CASTLE WITH YOUR FELLOW CHITTRERS, WITH OR WITHOUT THE ADDITIONAL DETAIL OF BEING HAMMERED BEYOND ALL COGNITION ON THE SPONGE-ROTTING SWILL OF YOUR CHOICE. EXPERIENCE THE MAGIC OF ONE OF HUMAN STUDIO GHIBLI (OR JIBBLY, AS ONE FUCKWIT IN THE CLUB COINED) AND CRY INTO YOUR FELLOW TROLL'S SHOULDER WITH A BOTTLE, A BONG, OR WHATEVER GROTESQUE INTOXICANT VEHICLE FLOATS YOUR FUCKING BOAT. WORK HARD, PLAY HARD. SOME OF YOU HAVE ALREADY RSVP'ED ON THE ORIGINAL CHITT. GOOD. SOME OF YOU HAVE NOT. BAD. NOT GOOD. DOUBLEPLUS UNGOOD. FUCK YOU TIMES A HUNDRED. GET ON THE CHITT AND RESERVE YOUR SPOT NOW IF YOU HAVEN'T ALREADY, OR I'LL THROW IT TO THE SQUEAKBEASTS AND LET THEM RIP EACH OTHER TO SHREDS FOR IT. TICKETS ARE HOT. GET 'EM WHILE THEY LAST. SEE YOU THERE, ASSHOLES. #GETIN.
I'LL TAKE IT. LET'S TALK LATER. MAYBE I'LL SEE YOU TOMORROW. MAYBE.
THANK YOU NICEKAT
oh plΞ4sΞ lΞt mΞ comΞ, 𝓲 know 𝓲m l4tΞ 𝓲 know 𝓲 know. mov𝓲Ξs 4rΞ my f4vor𝓲tΞ! thΞ bΞ4Ut𝓲fUl Ξ4stΞrn 4ltΞrn𝓲4n 4n𝓲m4t𝓲on 4nd 4rt m4kΞs my pUshΞr so h4ppy.
YOU ARE *WELL* WITHIN THE WINDOW TO CLAIM A TICKET. CALM YOUR FUCKING SPHERES. YOU'RE IN.
damn, am 1 too late
v4nt4s, 𝓲f yoU dont m𝓲nd my 4sk𝓲ng. wh4t t𝓲mΞ shoUld 𝓲 bΞ prΞp4rΞd to 4ttΞnd 4t? how do 𝓲 rΞdΞΞm 4 t𝓲ckΞt?
:33< ohhh have fun tolight!!! :33< if the place doesnt get filled up lmk :33< but if it does someone n33ds to tell me all about the memes <3
GOD FUCKING DAMN IT. I NEED TO PUT THE LOGO IMAGE FIRST. ABCC IS 7 PM PST, EVERY WEDNESDAY AND FRIDAY UNTIL THE END OF TIME. AND THEN SOME. FOREVER. UNTIL I AM PERMANENTLY TURNED TO MULCH. WHICH IS PRETTY SOON, SO. INVITES WILL START GOING OUT, IF YOU CAN STILL MAKE IT.
𝓲 c4n m4kΞ 𝓲t! 𝓲 jUst dont know how thΞ 𝓲nv𝓲tΞs work for th𝓲s onΞ, sorry. look𝓲ng for cl4r𝓲f𝓲c4t𝓲on on thosΞ 𝓲nstrUct𝓲ons so 𝓲 dont m𝓲ss 𝓲t
LAST CALL. LAST FUCKING CALL. I’LL BE STARTING THE STREAM IN FIVE MINUTES, SO HURRY UP. #ABCC #WATCHPARTY HTTPS://HYPERBEAM.COM/V/ABCCGMT BRING YOUR OWN BULLSHIT NIGHT (OBVIOUSLY OPTIONAL, FUCKING *DUH*).
whatcha watchin?
ATTENTION, ALL OF YOU TWITCHY EYED TROLLS AND HUMANS WHO I HAVE TO BARELY STOP MYSELF FROM PROJECTILE VOMITING IN UTTER DISGUST TO CALL FRIENDS, TONIGHT’S #ABCC #WATCHPARTY GMT/BST EDITION IS PUSHED BACK AN HOUR. SORRY, CAN’T GET INTO IT NOW, BUT I HAVE IMPORTANT BUSINESS TO ATTEND. IF YOU WANT IN, COMMENT. IF YOU’RE LOOKING FOR THE STANDARD PST SHOWING, THAT’LL BE WITH @CARBOLICGALVANOLOGIST . IT’S BYOB, BY THE WAY. #SUBSTANCE NIGHT. BE THERE. OR DON’T.
THANKS TO ALL WHO ATTENDED MY VERY FIRST HOSTING OF THE #ABCC #WATCHPARTY ON THE GMT/BST SIDE, IT WAS FUN. I HAVEN’T GOTTEN A CHANCE TO SHARE CINEMA PROPERLY WITH OTHERS IN A REALLY FUCKING LONG TIME, ASIDE FROM MY REVIEWS. WHICH BY THE WAY, IF YOU HAVEN’T READ MY MOST RECENT ONE, IT’S KIND OF MY BEST YET, SO WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU WAITING FOR? GO FEAST YOUR LOBE STEMS ON IT. ANYWAY. THANKS. IT WAS NICE.
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HTTPS://HYPERBEAM.COM/V/ABCCGMT HAPPENING NOW. THE GMT SHOWING OF THE ADORABLOODTHIRSTY CINEMASSACRE CLUB, CO-HOSTED BY YOURS TRULY. THINK OF IT AS THE MATINEE SHOWING. CATCH IT TONIGHT AT 7 PST, TOO, IF YOU’RE THAT DESPERATE TO WATCH HOWLS MOVING CASTLE TWICE.
@CARBOLICGALVANOLOGIST IS HOSTING THIS EVENING FOR YOU GUYS ON THE OTHER SIDE OF THE WORLD. GO TO HIS PAGE FOR THE INFO.
THIS IS YOUR *FINAL* FUCKING WARNING. I REPEAT, YOUR ***FINAL*** FUCKING WARNING. THE GMT/BST #ABCC #WATCHPARTY IS HAPPENING IN FIVE MINUTES. HOWL’S MOVING CASTLE, FOR ANYONE WHO WANTS TO KNOW. COMMENT IF YOU WANT IN. OTHERWISE, I’LL BE POSTING THE LINK TO THE MOVIE ROOM SHORTLY.
oh crap hell yeah
>>| .oh crap. .alright, .i'm .in.
(=^･⩊･^=) < MEW KNOW I'M SO FURRCKING READY.
¥es płease!
YOU HAVE LESS THAN ONE HOUR UNTIL THE GHASTLY MIST TIME / BILIOUS STANDARD TIME SHOWING OF HOWL’S MOVING CASTLE FOR THE #ABCC #MOVIENIGHT. LOOK OUT IN YOUR INBOXES IF YOU’VE ALREADY RSVP’D, AND IF YOU HAVEN’T, WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU EVEN WAITING FOR?
POSTING AGAIN SO I REACH SOME MORE OF YOU. YOU’LL HAVE TWO MORE CHANCES UP UNTIL IT STARTS TO SECURE A SPOT. FOR 7/8 - 7/10’S #ABCC #WATCHPARTY, AND MY INAUGURAL PILOTING OF THIS PLANE, WE WILL BE WATCHING: HOWL’S MOVING CASTLE (2004), FROM STUDIO GHIBLI, AT 7 PM GMT/BST. **THIS ANNOUNCEMENT IS SPECIFICALLY FOR THE GHASTLY MIST / BILIOUS STANDARD TIME OR ADJACENT ATTENDEES (GMT/BST).** I CANNOT STRESS THAT ENOUGH. DON’T GET IT FUCKING TWISTED WITH THE WATCH PARTY ON THE OTHER SIDE OF THE PLANET. DON’T BE AN IDIOT AND RSVP FOR THE WRONG ONE. IF YOU’RE LOOKING FOR PST, CARBOLICGALVANOLOGIST IS YOUR GUY, GO TO HIS POST. OTHERWISE, GET YOUR TICKETS BY RESERVING A SPOT HERE OR IN DMS. IT’S A FUN MOVIE, AND IT’S A GOOD ONE. RARELY ARE MOVIES *BOTH*. NEXT WEEK YOU MAY NOT BE SO LUCKY, SO BE THERE OR YOU CAN CONSIDER YOURSELF THOROUGHLY MISSED-OUT. SEE YOU THERE. HTTPS://CDN.IMGCHEST.COM/FILES/2BA74872997C.PNG
FOR 7/8 - 7/10’S #ABCC #WATCHPARTY, AND MY INAUGURAL PILOTING OF THIS PLANE, WE WILL BE WATCHING: HOWL’S MOVING CASTLE (2004), FROM STUDIO GHIBLI, AT 7 PM GMT/BST. **THIS ANNOUNCEMENT IS SPECIFICALLY FOR THE GHASTLY MIST / BILIOUS STANDARD TIME OR ADJACENT ATTENDEES (GMT/BST).** I CANNOT STRESS THAT ENOUGH. DON’T GET IT FUCKING TWISTED WITH THE WATCH PARTY ON THE OTHER SIDE OF THE PLANET. DON’T BE AN IDIOT AND RSVP FOR THE WRONG ONE. IF YOU’RE LOOKING FOR PST, @CARBOLICGALVANOLOGIST IS YOUR GUY, GO TO HIS POST. OTHERWISE, GET YOUR TICKETS BY RESERVING A SPOT HERE OR IN DMS. IT’S A FUN MOVIE, AND IT’S A GOOD ONE. RARELY ARE MOVIES *BOTH*. NEXT WEEK YOU MAY NOT BE SO LUCKY, SO BE THERE OR YOU CAN CONSIDER YOURSELF THOROUGHLY MISSED-OUT. SEE YOU THERE. HTTPS://CDN.IMGCHEST.COM/FILES/2BA74872997C.PNG
(=^･⩊･^=) < OH!! FURRCK YES!! I LOVE THIS MEWVIE!!!!
I’d łøve tø attend. This studiø receives głøwing praise but I’ve ønły watched øne øf their fiłms thus far.
FOR 7/8 — 7/10'S #ABCC #WATCHPARTY, WE WILL BE WATCHING: HOWL'S MOVING CASTLE (2004), FROM STUDIO GHIBLI. YES, I'M USING ITS RIDICULOUSLY TRUNCATED HUMAN NAME, SINCE MOST OF THE TIME ALL I CAN EVER FIND ARE THE HUMAN VERSIONS OF THESE MOVIES, ANYWAY. AS PER A CONVERSATION I HAD WITH A CERTAIN SWORD-SWINGING SAVANT I RESPECT, SOME MOVIES ARE SMART. SOME MOVIES ARE FUN. NOT ALL MOVIES ARE BOTH, BUT THIS ONE IS. FEW CAN DISPUTE THE CULTURAL FUCKING POWERHOUSE THAT IS HUMAN HAYAO MIYAZAKI, AND OF THE INNUMERABLE TITLES LAUNCHED FROM THE MIGHTY MOVIE CANNON POSITIONED AT THE HIGHEST MORTAR TOWER OVER AT STUDIO GHIBLI, FEW STAND OUT IN THE REALM OF ANIMATED ROMANCES AS MUCH AS HOWL'S MOVING CASTLE. RSVPS *WILL* BE FIRST COME, FIRST SERVE. I *WILL* BE BUMPING THIS POST AS MANY TIMES AS I NEED TO IN ORDER TO MAKE SURE YOU FUCKWITS SEE IT. REPLY WITH WHAT DAY YOU WANT TO SHOW UP TO. AND HEY, IF THAT DAY FILLS UP? YOU MIGHT HAVE A CHANCE TO JOIN ON FRIDAY. I DON'T EXPECT THESE TO GET *TOO* BIG, BUT OTHERWISE I MIGHT START HANDING THESE OFF TO OTHER MEMBERS I CAN TRUST. DON'T MAKE ME REGRET IT. NOW CHITT, DIPSHITS. GET YOUR TICKETS WHILE THEY'RE HOT. NOT LIKE THERE'S AN AWFUL FUCKING LOT OF THEM.
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friday sounds good for me
yeah
I'M GOING TO WITHHOLD MY SCATHING JOKES ABOUT YOUR INABILITY TO FUCKING READ AND BE #NICEKAT FOR ONCE. DO YOU MEAN WEDNESDAY, OR FRIDAY. BECAUSE THERE IS NO THURSDAY AT ABCC. YET.
⚣h I assumed the dash between the tw⚣ dates meant wednesday thr⚣ugh friday -3- I will watch ⚣n friday then!
pretend I am there with everypuppy and not dying a painful sick death in my cupe
FIVE MINUTES. CAN THE SAME FRIEND GROUP STOP DYING. FOR FIVE FUCKING MINUTES.
I’LL 8E OKAY !! !! LUCKILY FOR EVERYPUPPY I AM JUST NORMAL SICK
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Have already seen this one, and have just come back from watching it, but what the hell i can use the excuse to make weed brownies again.
I WORKED REALLY HARD ON THAT REVIEW. HOLY SHIT. THAT’S LIKE THE MOST EFFORT I’VE PUT INTO ONE SINCE BETTER OFF DEAD.
WHY AM I ME, AND NOT SOMEBODY ELSE? THIS IS ONE WHOPPING HAMBEAST OF A REVIEW TO KICK THINGS BACK OFF WITH, I REALIZE THAT, BUT I FIGURE I MAY AS WELL COME BACK WITH SOME SORT OF FANFARE INSTEAD OF A LITTLE PISSWRIGGLER WHIMPER. @CARBOLICGALVANOLOGIST HAS BEEN HOUNDING ME TO FINALLY STICK THIS ON MY HUSKTOP AND GIVE IT A WATCH, SO I DECIDED, LET’S MAKE IT AN EVENT AND ACTUALLY PULL OUT ALL THE STOPS. PICTURE THIS. I SAT DOWN IN FRONT OF MY ACTUAL TELEVISION, RENTED THE DVD FROM A RESALE STORE THAT WAS KIND OF MORE THAN A LITTLE SKETCHY, AND GRABBED MY GUMMY GRUBS AND SOME POPCORN. I COZIED UP THINKING TO MYSELF, “MY GOOD BUDDY OTHER KARKAT NEVER DOES ME WRONG, HE IS LIKE MY PERSONAL MOVIE DEALER SO THERE’S NO WAY *THIS* ONE CAN FUCK ME UP”, AND HAPPILY PRESSED PLAY. YES. HAPPILY. GOD WHAT A FUCKING FOOL I WAS. I SHOULD REALLY STOP THINKING THAT I WILL NEVER BE ETERNALLY AND COSMICALLY CHANGED BY A DECISION TO WATCH A FILM. I SHOULD KNOW BETTER, BY NOW. AND THAT’S WHAT THIS IS ALL ABOUT. BEING ETERNALLY AND COSMICALLY CHANGED FOREVER AND EVER, AND WHAT WOULD BECOME OF US – *THIS* VERSION OF US, SITTING HERE IN THIS MOMENT WITH EACH OTHER – IF THOSE CHANGES WERE MADE DIFFERENT BY EVEN THE MOST MICROSCOPIC OF EVENTS. MR. NOBODY IS TRULY A STUNNING AND OFTENTIMES HARROWING MEDITATION ON TIME, FREE WILL, AND THE NATURE OF ALL OF OUR REALITIES. OUR UNIVERSES (YES, ALL OF THEM) ARE IN FLUX. THEY EXPAND, THEY CONTRACT, LIKE A BUNCH OF FLOATING SUSPENDED PUMP BISCUITS, RELAYING AND REBIRTHING EVENTS OVER AND OVER AD INFINITUM. I MEAN, SHIT, LOOK AT ALL OF US HERE, READING THIS RIGHT NOW (OR NOT, BECAUSE HALF OF YOU ARE GOING TO SCROLL PAST AND NEVER GRACE YOUR GLANCE NUGGETS ON THIS STRING OF SENTENCES AT ALL WHICH IS A *SHAME*), OR EVEN JUST THE OTHER VERSION OF ME WHO MANAGED TO KNOW ABOUT THIS FILM WHEN I DIDN’T. WE ALL ARE HERE BECAUSE WE, UNKNOWINGLY OR KNOWINGLY, MADE CHOICES THAT BROUGHT US TO ANALYSING SOME RANDOM TROLL’S WRITTEN ANTHOLOGY. I, KARKAT VANTAS, MAY BE SAID RANDOM TROLL, BUT MR. NEMO NOBODY IS NOT JUST SOME RANDOM HUMAN, AT LEAST NOT WITHIN THE CONFINES OF THIS FILM. NEMO NOBODY IS THE LAST LIVING MORTAL, SET ON A NEAR-FUTURE PLANET EARTH THAT HAS ACHIEVED WHAT THE HUMANS THERE CALL QUASI-IMMORTALITY. THE FILM IS IN ACCOUNT OF HIS LIFE, TOLD THROUGH HIS NARRATION TO A JOURNALIST THAT IS INTERVIEWING HIM ON WHAT IS ESSENTIALLY HIS DEATHBED IN AN ATTEMPT TO DOCUMENT WHAT LIFE WAS LIKE AS A MORTAL. HIS GREAT ORATION BEGINS WITH A MEMORY, PECULIARLY, OF BEFORE HE WAS EVER HATCHED, HAVING RETAINED THE MEMORIES AND UNDERSTANDING OF EVERYTHING THAT EVER WAS AND WOULD BE IN THE NEBULA OF EVENTS SURROUNDING HIS LIFE. HE DESCRIBES CHOOSING HIS PARENTS, HAVING CHOSEN THEM BECAUSE HIS SOON-TO-BE FATHER ASKED IF THE PERSON BEHIND THE CAMERA HAD EVER HEARD OF THE BUTTERFLY EFFECT. SURE, IT’S HANDED TO YOU RIGHT THEN A BIT LITERALLY, BUT I’LL ALLOW IT. IT SETS YOU UP FOR DEEPER THINKING LATER ON DOWN THE LINE, WHICH *WILL* HAPPEN WHETHER YOUR SPONGE IS READY TO SOAK IT IN OR NOT. NEMO GROWS UP, AND HE GROWS UP *KNOWING* WHAT’S GOING TO INEVITABLY HAPPEN TO HIM OR OTHERS AROUND HIM; FOR INSTANCE, HIS FATHER FORGETS THE HANDBRAKE ON HIS SCUTTLEBUGGY AND THE THING ROLLS DOWN THE HILL AND KILLS A WOMAN, WHICH SETS OFF A CHAIN OF EVENTS TO WHERE NEMO’S MOTHER AND FATHER END UP FILING FOR DIVORCE. IT’S IN THIS NEXT MOMENT FOR NEMO, THE MOMENT WHERE HE’S STANDING ON THE TRAIN PLATFORM IN THE CROSSFIRES OF AN UNAMICABLE SEPARATION, THAT WE SEE HIS ULTIMATE STRUGGLE FOR CHOICE: GO WITH HIS MOTHER, OR STAY WITH HIS FATHER? IT’S THE PIVOTAL MOMENT OF THE ENTIRE FILM, THE NEXUS OF WHICH IT SPINS UPON. AND NEMO NOBODY TELLS THE JOURNALIST… BOTH. HE PICKS BOTH. AS LONG AS YOU DON’T CHOOSE, EVERYTHING REMAINS POSSIBLE. AND IT’S FROM HERE THAT WE SEE NEMO LIVING OUT BOTH OF THESE LIVES– AND THEIR SUBSEQUENT OFFSHOOTS – WHERE HE EXPERIENCES DIFFERENT THINGS, SOME ONLY BEING EXPERIENCED DEPENDING ON WHICH PARENT HE CHOSE TO LIVE WITH. HE MAKES DIFFERENT DECISIONS ABOUT WHAT HE WANTS TO DO WITH HIS CAREER, THE STRUGGLES HE FACES, HOW HE DEALS WITH HIS EMOTIONS. HE FALLS IN LOVE WITH DIFFERENT PEOPLE, ONE BEING ELISE, WHO WE FOLLOW MOST THROUGHOUT THE STORY AND THIS *ALMOST* SEEMS TO BE THE TRUE NORTH OF HIS ROMANTIC RELATIONSHIPS, THOUGH I DIGRESS. ALL OF THESE POSSIBILITIES, ALL OF THE DANCING THROUGH ALTERNATE REALITIES, STEM FROM ONE FRACTION OF A MOMENT. I TURN YOUR ATTENTION TO THE QUOTE BELOW. “WHEN HE RETURNED AN HOUR LATER, HE NOTICED THAT THE FORECAST, WHICH SHOULD HAVE BEEN IDENTICAL TO THE PRECEDING ONES, FOLLOWED AN EVOLUTION EVER MORE DIVERGENT, UNTIL THERE WAS NO LONGER ANY RESEMBLANCE. MINISCULE CHANGES OF A THOUSANDTH OF A DEGREE, A THOUSANDTH OF A MILLIBAR, IN ASSOCIATION, CAUSED ENORMOUS CHANGE IN THE END RESULTS: ON ONE HAND, PERFECT CALM, ON THE OTHER, A STORM.” THIS BRINGS UP THE SPIRITUAL PARADOX OF FREE WILL—WHETHER WE ARE TRULY IN CONTROL OF OUR PATHS OR IF ALL POSSIBLE OUTCOMES ARE ALREADY WRITTEN. IN MANY MYTHOLOGICAL TEXTS I’VE READ, THERE IS AN UNDERSTANDING THAT WHILE INDIVIDUALS MAY EXPERIENCE THE ILLUSION OF CHOICE, ALL POSSIBILITIES ARE ULTIMATELY CONTAINED WITHIN THE GREATER FLOW OF THE UNIVERSES THEY OCCUPY. AND *THOSE* UNIVERSES MAY OR MAY NOT ACT INDEPENDENTLY, TOO. REMAINS TO BE SEEN. MAYBE YOU AGREE WITH THAT, MAYBE YOU DON’T. THAT’S NOT THE POINT. NEMO NOBODY ARGUES THAT EVERYTHING ALREADY EXISTS, AND IT IS ONLY IN CHOOSING ONE WAY THAT OUR CONSCIOUSNESS IN THAT SPECIFIC MOMENT IS THE CONSCIOUSNESS THAT GETS TO EXPERIENCE IT. IN FACT, HE WRITES A SUICIDE LETTER ABOUT IT IN ONE REALITY WHERE HE ATTEMPTS TO TAKE HIS OWN LIFE, AND THE LETTER IS READ BACK TO HIM: “THERE COMES A TIME IN LIFE WHEN EVERYTHING SEEMS NARROW. CHOICES HAVE BEEN MADE. I CAN ONLY CONTINUE ON. I KNOW MYSELF INSIDE OUT, I CAN PREDICT MY EVERY REACTION. EVERYTHING IS PREDICTABLE. MY LIFE HAS BEEN CAST IN CEMENT, WITH AIRBAGS AND SEATBELTS. I’VE CONTROLLED EVERYTHING. I’VE DONE EVERYTHING TO REACH THIS POINT, AND NOW THAT I’M HERE, I’M FUCKING BORED. THE HARDEST THING IS KNOWING WHETHER I’M STILL ALIVE.” REALLY UH. REALLY MAKES YOU THINK ABOUT WHAT YOU WOULD DO IF YOU HAD IT ALL LAID OUT IN FRONT OF YOU, HUH. AND YET, THIS MOVIE ISN’T NEARLY EVEN CLOSE TO BEING DONE WITH YOU YET. BUTTERFLY EFFECT THIS, CAUSATION AND FORMATION THAT. RIGHT, WE GET IT, ONE ACTION EQUALS A LIFETIME OF DIFFERENT POSSIBLE OUTCOMES. NEMO IS OFTEN PARALYSED BY THAT VERY THOUGHT, WHICH IS WHY HE IS SO INDECISIVE OR APATHETIC ABOUT HIS POSITION AT ANY GIVEN TIME. BUT THIS IS WHERE, IF YOU LISTEN RIGHT, MR. NOBODY STARTS ASKING YOU EVEN MORE QUESTIONS FOR YOUR DUTIFUL CONSIDERATION: HOW MUCH OF WHAT MAKES YOURSELF YOU, CONSIST OF THE CHOICES WE MAKE? WHO WOULD WE BECOME IF WE MADE DIFFERENT CHOICES? WHAT IS THE NATURE OF TIME? WHAT IS HUMANITY IF NOT FOR WALKING THE PATH? I’M NOT GOING TO EVEN GET CLOSE TO ANSWERING THESE QUESTIONS FOR YOU HERE IN THIS ANALYSIS, BUT FEEL FREE TO SHARE YOUR THOUGHTS. YOU CAN SIT WITH THOSE FOR A SPELL WHILE I TRY TO WRAP THIS UP. NO PROMISES. I’M GOING TO PIVOT SLIGHTLY THEMATICALLY, AND BRING UP ANOTHER SOURCE MEDIA HERE, SO BEAR WITH ME. I DON’T PLAY VIDEO GAMES A LOT. IT IS BECAUSE NOT ONLY AM I OBSCENELY BAD AT THEM, BUT I GET A BIT IMPATIENT. *HOWEVER.* THE MIDNIGHT WALK (2025) IS RELEVANT IN THIS CONTEXT. WITHOUT ANY SUMMARIZATION OF THAT PLOT (BECAUSE I WON’T BOTHER SPOILING IT OR GOING TOO INTO THAT NOW), IT BEGS THE QUESTION: WHAT IS YOUR PURPOSE? AND FURTHERMORE, WHAT IF THAT PURPOSE IS JUST… TO *BE*? YOUR CHARACTER IN THE MIDNIGHT WALK IS DESTINED TO TRAVERSE A PATH THAT BRINGS LIGHT TO THE BEINGS OF MOON MOUNTAIN AND YET, AT THE VERY END, YOU HAVE THE ULTIMATE CHOICE TO MAKE. YOU FULFIL YOUR DESTINY AND SACRIFICE YOURSELF TO BRING ABOUT THE SUN, OR… YOU GIVE UP. AND THE GAME PUNISHES YOU FOR NEITHER CHOICE. I THINK THAT’S WHAT MR. NOBODY IS ALSO GETTING AT, AMONGST IT ALL. IN EVERY SINGLE INSTANCE, THERE IS NO ONE TIMELINE THAT IS MORE IMPORTANT THAN ANOTHER. THERE IS NO GRAND PUNISHMENT, EVEN IN THE INSTANCE OF SUFFERING. SURE, THE MOVIE HAS ITS PREFERENCES IN WEIGHT FOR PACING’S SAKE, THE WRAPAROUNDS THAT FEED BACK INTO THE PLOTLINES, BUT THE REALITY IS THAT NO TIMELINE IS THE “WRONG” ONE. NO PLACE IS A PLACE YOU AREN’T MEANT TO BE. EVERY CHOICE IS THE RIGHT CHOICE. AND IN THE WORDS OF NEMO, THEY ALL EXIST IN THE SAME EXACT MOMENT, ALL THE TIME, EVERYWHERE. “WHAT DO YOU SEE WHEN YOU LOOK AT ME? A GRUMPY OLD MAN WHO DROOLS WHEN HE EATS, WHO NEVER ANSWERS QUESTIONS. WHO MIXES EVERYTHING UP. WHO’S KEPT BUSY BY GETTING HIS MEALS. BUT THAT’S NOT ME. ME, I WEAR SHORT PANTS. I’M NINE YEARS OLD. I CAN RUN FASTER THAN THE TRAIN. I DON’T FEEL MY ACHING BACK ANYMORE. I’M FIFTEEN. I’M IN LOVE. I’M IN LOVE…” ME. KARKAT. ME, I’M IN MY ROOM, PRACTICING WITH BRAND NEW SICKLES. I’M SIX SWEEPS AND I’M PLAYING A GAME WITH A BUNCH OF INCOMPETENT FUCKWADS THAT IGNITES THE END OF MY WORLD. I AM STANDING BY MYSELF ON A HORIZON OF RED AT SEVEN FACING A DENIZEN, AND IN BED WITH MY LOVER AT ELEVEN, AND LOSING HIM AT TWELVE, FAR BEFORE I’M READY (AND WAS I EVER READY?). I AM RUNNING TO MY LUSUS FOR COMFORT AND MOURNING HIM ALL THE SAME BETWEEN THREE AND FIVE, AND SEEING MY FIRST FEW WRINKLES BETWEEN MY EYEBROWS. I AM ALL OF HIM. AND THERE’S MORE, TOO. MORE THAN I MYSELF AS KARKAT FROM UNIVERSE 2443 WILL EVER BE FULLY AWARE OF. THERE ARE VERSIONS OF ME AND MY CHOICES THAT I HAVE MET AND THOSE I HAVEN’T AND THOSE I NEVER WILL. IT’S AGONISING, AND YET, I SIT HERE IN THIS TATTED CHAIR IN FRONT OF MY HUSKTOP HUNCHED OVER LIKE A STOPPED UP BILGESACK AND I FEEL COCOONED BY *MY* UNIVERSE, BY *MY* WORLD, BY *MY* RESPITE BLOCK AND MY BED AND MY WORDS. THERE IS COMFORT KNOWING THAT THERE IS NO GRAND COSMIC SMACKDOWN OR PRIZE AWAITING ME, THERE IS NO BAD CHOICE, OR WRONG ONE. THERE ARE SIMPLY CHOICES. AND I EXIST IN ALL OF THEM TOGETHER. SO, MAYBE IT’S NOT SO TERRIFYING TO MAKE DECISIONS. FIVE STARS. HTTPS://CDN.IMGCHEST.COM/FILES/540E827062F7.PNG