After 20 Years Of Friendly Laughs, Writing, Imagining, Acting & Directing…The Swordmaster Bride & The Masterpiece Director Finally Decided To Give In To Eachother & Turn Their Platonic Friendship Into The Next Level Of Passion…You Can Almost Smell The Triumph Of True Love Over Times.
#QuentinTarantino #UmaThurman #Filmmaker #Director #Actress #Relationship #Couple #Love #Hollywood #KillBill #PulpFiction #MiaWallace #BeatrixKiddo #TheBride #BlackMamba
Sometimes It’s Not About What You Say But About Sharing A Simple Moment Together…With Simple Wanders Within Gazes.
#LostInTranslation #ScarlettJohansson #BillMurray #Japan #Tokyo #Film #Scene #Love #Romance #Generations #Connection #SoulSearch
"To Sherlock Holmes she is always the woman. I have seldom heard him mention her under any other name. In his eyes she eclipses and predominates the whole of her sex. It was not that he felt any emotion akin to love for Irene Adler. All emotions, and that one particularly, were abhorrent to his cold, precise but admirably balanced mind. He was, I take it, the most perfect reasoning and observing machine that the world has seen, but as a lover he would have placed himself in a false position. He never spoke of the softer passions, save with a gibe and a sneer. They were admirable things for the observer — excellent for drawing the veil from men’s motives and actions. But for the trained reasoner to admit such intrusions into his own delicate and finely adjusted temperament was to introduce a distracting factor which might throw a doubt upon all his mental results. Grit in a sensitive instrument, or a crack in one of his own high-power lenses, would not be more disturbing than a strong emotion in a nature such as his. And yet there was but one woman to him, and that woman was the late Irene Adler, of dubious and questionable memory." - A Scandal In Bohemia.
#Sherlock #SherlockHolmes #IreneAdler #TheWoman #JohnWatson #MycroftHolmes #JamesMoriarty #TheAdventuresOfSherlockHolmes #Love #Passion
The Master Scene Monologue…
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One Of The Best Master Scenes I’ve Ever Seen In My Entire Life, Sherlock Holmes Breaking Irene Adler…The Only Woman That Brought A Nation To It’s Knees & Her Only Weakness Is Her Emotions For Him, Her Equal…”Love Is A Dangerous Disadvantage”.
#Sherlock #SherlockHolmes #IreneAdler #JamesMoriarty #JimMoriarty #MycroftHolmes #JohnWatson #Series #GreatScene #love #Sentiment #AScandalInBelgravia #EmotionalLeakage
Look, I’ve Always Been The Team Work Kind Of Guy But Lately…I Don’t now.
It’s Like This, Is It Too Narcissistic To Feel That You’re Either More Responsible Or That You’re So Called “Team” Would Just Crack Under The Pressure If You Didn’t Just Step In Or Swoop In At The Last Minute To Save Their Panicing Asses.
I’ve Never Given A Rat’s Ass About Medals & Lollipops Or Any “Well Done, Timmy!” Rewards, I Don’t Believe In Motives It’s Too Fucking Low A Personality & Character, I Believe In Self-Drive Or Hell-Bent Purposes.
I Do It Cause I Can, I Do It Cause It’s What I Am & I Do It To Better Evolve Myself & My Limitations & I Do It To Prove That I Am Hopefully The Best There Is…No Strings, No Incentives, No 12 Step Programs Or Sugar Coating Attached…JUST This: A Calling!.
We’ve All Had Them Specially For Young Adults Nearing Their Elder Ages Or Individuals Who Usually Don’t Fit In Their Generation Traits & Thoughts Wise.
It’s That Moment When You’re At A Gathering Or Whatever It Is That Situation That Has You Around Together At One Place & All The People Gathering Begin Realising That You’re The Only Single Person Sitting Across The Table While All Those Self-Portrait, Self-Claiming Significant Others (Who Just Double On The Basis Of Hating Being Called “Single” Or Being Disgusted By The Delusional Fact Of “Loneliness” Which Is Only Created Mainly Out Of Lack Of Self-Character Or Exploration For The World Surrounding You & Crave Of Attention) While They Sooo Pretendingly Give You All These “Aww’s” Of Sympathy, But Little Do They Know That It’s Never Clever To Feel Any Sort Of Sympathy For The Devil, Just Because I’m Not Throwing My Self At The Next Available Woman I See Or Come Across Or Find Appealing Or EVEN At The Worst Cases Of Me Really Have It In For Her To The Extension Of The Fact That I’m SOOO Damn Into Her That At The Sight Of Her The Whole Blood In My Body Rushes From My Head To My Feet & Back AGAIN TWICE That I Can’t Function & The Reason Are Just As Simple As It Is In Front Of You Soulless Posing Hypocrites.
So What Do They Do When I Start Analyzing Every Single Relationship Of Their’s & Their Tick’s & Tell’s Easier Than Reading A Damn’s Book Introduction Pages?!…They Just Stare With Jaws Wide Open As If To Say: “Who Dare You Know All That?…”, Don’t Judge Me By What You See You Ignorant Twats, I May Not Be Really Big On The Partnering Part For The Last While, But I Also Did Have My Memories & My Good Ties With Way Better People Than Most Of You Card Trading Posers, I Committed, I Gave Till I Got Hurt, I Had My Triumphs & Failure, I Was Faithful, I Gave Second Chances & I Went With Tides But I Only Abandoned The Ship When It Was Either Not By Decision Or For Their Greater Good.
I May Not Be Proud Of Where I Am After The Aches Now, But For Now…I Know I’m At The Right Place & I Don’t Care Whether The Tides Carry Me Sooner Or A Decade From Now, When It Happens I’ll Know If It Feels Right & I’d Gladly Give In & Accept It…But Until Then Don’t Think I’m As Weak As You Are On Any Related Basis Of Having Either Patience Or Better Goals/Priorities Or Distraction/Escapes Or Character/Self Confidence Or Free Thinking Which I’m Sure Non Of You Understand What It Is Or Think Of It As Another “12 Step Program” & In Case You Didn’t Know, That Was Sarcasm.
Sayonara, Deluded Lovy-Dovy-Whatever-The-Fuck-You-Call-Yourselves-Freaks…
This Should Be Fun, No Matter Who The Hell Is On That Screen There Or No Matter How Weird It Might Sound…I Want To Hear It!
I Know & I’ve Somehow Made My Peace With The Fact That I Might Die Soon Enough But The Thing That Drives Me Insane The Most Is That Despite How Much I’ve Lived My Life Labeled As A Sociopath, The Part Of Me Now That’s Aware That I’m A Goner Worries About The Few I Had An Impact On, Whether A Drastic Change In Their Lives, Solving Their Problems, Or Even Calling Them Up For A Laugh Or Visiting Them To Make Them Smile…I Know It’s Sound Like A Loud Of Sappy Crap But…For The First Time In My Life I Feel That I’m Going To Lose Something In The Afterlife, These People, These Few Innocent Good Harmless People…I Thought I Had Nothing To Lose But As My Pain Grows Stronger & My Time Becomes Shorter I Begins To Realise They Were All I Had & I Might’ve Took Them For Granted.
I Can’t Leave Them…I Just Can’t.
I Don’t Feel Like I’m Supposed To Be Any Further Along Or Somewhere That I’m Not, I’m Right Where I’m Supposed To Be Right Now, This Whole “Poor Lonely Sal” Thing People Get So Often Sympathetic Towards Me For, This Idea That I’m So Unlucky In Love?…, I Actually Feel I’ve Been Unbelievably Lucky In Love In The Past, I’ve Learned A LOT From It, Even On The Downside, Somehow My Personal Life Captivates People Maybe Cause I Yearn Something More, Something Intimate, Something Lasting, I’m Real Enough To Be Somewhat Attainable & Real Enough To Be Friendly…
That’s Right I Don’t Call It Valentine’s Day, I Call It V.D Cause That Shit Is As Viral & As Clingy As LUGGAGE.
You Call It The Festival Of Love, I Call It PUKESVILLE!, It’s All About OVER-OVER-OVER-EXPRESSING One’s So Called “Love” To Another Through Bears, Hugs, Kisses, Pillows & Mugs!!!, So Answer Me This: When Did We Become So Much Of The Bitches Of “Season’s Consumerism” That Have Been De-Evolved Into Being Children?!…
I Love You, I Love You, I Love You……….BULLSHIT!
You Don’t Love Each Other, You Only Bought Each Other Gifts So You’d Show Off Infront Of People You’d Fear To Call You Lonely & You Bought Them So Crappy So You Wouldn’t Ask For It Back Nor A Refund When It All Blows Into Your Hypocritical-Mindfucked-Faces
So Save Me The Trouble Of OVER-Advertising Your Other Halves & Prove It To Them The Old Natural Way, Via THE BEDROOM…There Is No Better Way Of Proving One’s Passion Despite How Cynical You Might Think It Looks In The End It Is The Primitive Connection The Bonds The Two Of You Till This Very FUCKING Day!
& If You Think You’re Being Romantic, YOU’RE NOT…That’s Called Pre-Adolescent-Teenage-Puppy-Love-Shit-For-Brains-Roleplaying…
So, Again…GROW & SHUT THE FUCK UP!!!