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The body lay outside an abandoned, boarded-up theater. The theater had started as a first-run movie house, many years back when the neighborhood had still been fashionable. As the neighborhood began rotting, the theater began showing second-run films, and then old movies, and finally foreign-language films. ↗

— Ed McBain

#film #hard-boiled #movies

people don't really want original stories. they want different versions of the same story. this is called meta-narrative. ↗

— Chester Elijah Branch

#screenwriting #storytelling #movies

Still, the car started, so we drove off to the movies. Popcorn happened. Previews, ads, and an annoying kid all went down like clockwork. The picture started and then ended a while later, the world unchanged by its passing. ↗

— Adam P. Knave

#horror #movies

You think all teenagers care about are musicians and movie stars? Spend some time in Wisconsin. We'll blow your socks off. ↗

— Joan Bauer

#wisconsin #youth #movies

My music will go on forever. Maybe it's a fool say that, but when me know facts me can say facts. My music will go on forever. ↗

— Bob Marley

#fool #forever #go #know #maybe

Martin is always telling me to put all of this behind me, to get on with my life. But the thing is, before Jesse, I never really had a life. I had a routine. I did things. But aside from the accident”—he gestured with his prosthetic arm—“nothing ever happened to me. But she happened. And it was like a train wreck. It was big and painful and beautiful and every second mattered. You know what Beaudelaire said about love? It’s ‘an oasis of horror in a desert of boredom.’ But it’s still an oasis. Our time together—that’s the story of my life. Everything before her was just the boring setup. Like the first hour of a miniseries, the part that’s just padding to stretch it out for three nights. And the time since she’s gone—that’s just been some sort of weird, dragged-out anticlimax. I can feel myself sitting in the audience watching my life and wondering, ‘Why isn’t this movie over? ↗

— Phoef Sutton

#one-who-makes-a-difference #beauty

Just as sometimes I wondered if Grandpa had ever existed, sometimes I wondered if I truly existed myself. As I was running, I could see myself from outside myself: a skinny girl with the flapping shorts and too- big a T-shirt, always watching the other girls at school, a girl in a pink bedroom sitting with a book propped on her knees, the words she was reading entering her mind, some sticking like gluey never to be forgotten, others disappearing instantly, I could remember everything and remember nothing. I would watch a movie and recall every scene as if I had written the script, then watch another movie another day and be unable to recall it at all. ↗

— Alice Jamieson

#amnesia #dissociation #dissociative #dissociative-identity-disorder #memory

Kylee laughed. "Nothing with you is normal. But speaking of abnormal, I saw this movie where these two girls liked the same boy, and one girl was a werewolf, and the other was a dragon, although she didn't know it yet, and it turned out the boy was a killer of, like, magical creatures, so both girls died and he took the head cheerleader to prom." "That sounds like a stupid movie," I said. "It actually was. But the boy had this shirt off a lot. I guess hunting magical creatures is great for stomach muscles. ↗

— Lindsey Leavitt

#kylee-and-desi #movie #movies

Go to the devil Harry." I turned away, then looked back over my shoulder. "But you already have, haven't you? ↗

— Susan Higginbotham

#susan-higginbotham #the-stolen-crown #change

Death, I've dreamed of it, I've desired it, but what real happiness can come from it? ↗

— Jonathan Anthony Burkett

#death #dreams #family #happiness #life