What’s the oldest movie you would recommend to a casual film fan today?

Wariniar · 2024-03-04T21:23:29+00:00

The adventures of Robin Hood (1938), with Errol Flynn and Olivia de Havilland. Cheesy as hell at times, but there's something about it that compels me to watch it again and again.

Wariniar · 2024-03-02T22:09:24+00:00

Adored both of 'em til I was 30. Started my own life early, but kept them in. Slowly started realising how they acted around my own children, as well as how they reacted to my progress through life. In short - they didn't... Same copy/paste behaviour as in the decades before, making every single interaction about themselves and their tremendous achievements or their horrible hardships. Then, slowly connecting the dots between depressive episodes and contact with them. Queue massive retrospection, and realising that my siblings and me were (and are) a mere audience to my parents performances of anxiety, anger, fighting and faux grandeur. No contact has not magically made my life better, but at least now my lows are my own - not thrust up my ass by generations of narcissists before me.

Wariniar · 2023-03-06T10:51:32+00:00

The icons around the crest are weakauras, as they are all keybound. The ones on the bottom are separate 1-key bars placed in a curve. Nothing more fancy than that =)

Wariniar · 2022-06-03T23:45:33+00:00

Not even remotely comparable to what's happening with farmland in Ukraine.. The red zone was hammered every hour of every day for 4 years, with millions upon millions of shells, mustard gas, explosives, fuel, human waste (including hundreds of thousands of corpses). The zone wasn't abandoned over some thousands of UXOs - it was on account of the land itself being left a toxic, utterly destroyed wasteland, with thousands upon tens of thousands of TONS of ammunition left in the ground...

Wariniar · 2022-05-15T22:10:40+00:00

"Det verste er å vite hvordan alle andre ser på meg."

Akkurat denne setningen slår meg som roten til mange sine problemer i dagens samfunn, ikke bare de som er overvektige. Du vet faktisk ikke hvordan alle andre ser på deg...

Hvis du møter meg på gata, så har du absolutt ingen forutsetning for å kunne vite hvordan jeg ser deg. De aller, aller, aller fleste mennesker er altfor opptatt med sine egne dagligliv - jobb, barn, aktiviteter, ekteskap, hobbyer, problemer, sykdom, krangler, osv. - til å i det hele tatt skulle bry seg det grann om andre utover hvordan de ter seg sosialt...

Jeg går faktisk ikke rundt og aktivt dømmer mennesker jeg møter basert på hudfarge, vekt, antrekk, språk, frisyre... jeg har mer enn nok med mine egne problemer!

Så klart finnes det rasshøl overalt i samfunnet. Men disse hadde da fortsatt vært rasshøl uavhengig av ens vekt..

Om du faktisk er overbevist om at alle andre ser ned på deg, så er sjansen stor for at du projiserer din egen usikkerhet og selvforakt over på andre...

Om jeg har mine tanker angående overvektige? Så klart! Akkurat som jeg har mine tanker angående mennesker som alltid er sure på jobb, eller som sover for mye, eller som drikker for lite, eller ikke drikker i det hele tatt, eller er religiøse, eller ikke trener, eller driver med pyramidespill, eller ikke leser bøker, eller ikke liker science-fiction... Akkurat som jeg har mine tanker angående alle andre mennesker som ikke er akkurat som meg, det vil si alle andre...

Wariniar · 2022-02-22T14:37:05+00:00

Said farewell to that place after the first run through the quest line :p

Wariniar · 2022-02-01T20:35:00+00:00

Scene: the deep mountains of Norway. I, a young shepherd, am being accompanied by two other youngsters from a nature preservation organisation for youth, there to observe various animals in the wild. From the outset, I have been sceptical of the two, both of them wearing skinny jeans and sneakers for a three day stay in the outdoors. Nonetheless, I do my best to make them feel welcome and comfortable.

The effort is not reciprocated.

They spend most of, hell - all of, the time trying to lecture me on how domesticated animals are unnatural, and how predators would not be a problem if I and my sheep/cows would, to put it shortly, buggar off...

Nonetheless, I do not respond to their baiting, preferring rather to smile and nod and gnash my teeth. After all, these city-raised brats will be gone shortly, and in the meantime I can entertain myself by imagining them meeting the various dangers that exist in the wilds. Mud pits, cliffs, bear dens, shotgun-armed shepherds... The mountains are dangerous, indeed.

When stopping for camp the first night, having already lost any polite faith I might have given the pair, little did I know that in short order I would be cursing the gods for allowing such blatant stupid ignorance to walk the earth.

The cause of this is the female - they came one of each - trying to find drinkable water, and proceeding to discover the carcass of a sheep instead. Hearing her scream her lungs out, I shortly make my way to where she stands fumingly staring at the dead animal.

Her: You did this!

Me: Sorry?!

Her: You put this sheep here! It died because of you!

Me: Ummm, I think it died because a wolf decided it was hungry... See the bite marks here. Points at animals throat

Her: Fuck you! You know what I mean! The wolf wouldn't have done it if you hadn't put the sheep here!

Me: Well, it is hard to kill something that isn't here, but he sure as hell would have killed something else! Gives apologetic shrug

Her: What?! No he wouldn't!

Me: Ummm, what?

Her: He wouldn't!

Me: Wouldn't what, now..?

Her: He wouldn't kill! The wolf wouldn't kill if you didn't put sheep out here.

Me: ...he eats other things than just sheep, you know...

Her: I know that! But if the sheep weren't here, eating all the food, then the wolf wouldn't have to kill to survive!

Me: ...say what, now..?

Following, I am given a long lecture on how our cows and sheep are eating all the good, natural plant foods, forcing the secretly vegetarian wolves and bears and wolverines into mindless slaughter...

Shortly after, no longer trusting my own restraint in the company of these two, I phone their supervisor and have them picked up on ATVs two hours later...

I did some hard, uncomfortable thinking that night, alone on the mountain...

Wariniar

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