Shitty Movie Detail: Spider-Man: Into the Spider-Verse

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When the school nurse has to cut Gwen’s hair to free her from Miles, the hair left on Miles’ palm is a subtle nod to his pubescent pursuit of the masturbatory arts.

17 Replies to “Shitty Movie Detail: Spider-Man: Into the Spider-Verse”

    1. If you have not see Spider-Man: Into the Spider-Verse I HIGHLY recommend it. Your boys will likely enjoy it too (even the husband!). And what’s more, you and the husband can giggle at the innuendo of the scene I mention here while the joke goes over the kids’ heads.

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      1. Let me know what you all think of it. I hope you like it. I always feel bad recommending things and then people don’t like it. I don’t think this will be one of those times, but one can never be certain.

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      2. Don’t worry either way since we would have eventually watched it anyway if it passed my “parents guide” perusal via IMDB. :)) But I totes hear you on that “feeling responsible” thing. It’s a huge blocker in my life, at times, actually. How is your writing going? Are you journalling? Using a password-protected app helped me a lot to purge through old stuff privately. I think I need to get back to that for awhile. I tried to skip straight to blogging a few years ago but I guess I needed to do all that private work first.

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      3. I’ve been journaling for years—years = decades. Since I was a teen. Granted, until more recently, last ten years or so, it wasn’t regular.

        Anyhoo, before I get too off in the weeds with my digression, I journal everyday. I’ve been very lucky in that I’ve never felt like I needed to protect my writing. That said, I do feel the cold hand of my censors on my shoulder when I go to write certain things. “You can’t write that,” the hoarse whisper blows in my mind’s ear. Thing is, there’s nothing we can do about them, other than ignore ‘em, right?

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      4. My family read my teenage diary and that affected me badly. Hence why I was blocked from regularly writing in it for so long. My diary was a place I was able to vent about feelings and events in a non-judgemental zone, and it acted like a best friend in that way. Trying an app with password protection helped me rebuild subconscious trust in the power of my journalling to help “unlock” me. I don’t use that app anymore since sadly it’s defunct, but it helped me break through that old blocker. Now I don’t have password protection and I have no problem writing, but I still miss it sometimes.

        Awesome that you journal every day and have been journalling for most of your ilfe. About the hoarse whisperer, have you tried making friends? :))

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      5. As for the reading your diary . . . Holy crap! That would be devastating. I had a very bad go of things in my college career (majored in creative writing) which killed my writing for the past 16-17 years. (Writing outside of my journaling and some movie reviews, that is.) I’m very timidly coming back. I can’t imagine what it would have done to have my most private thoughts invaded. Wow.

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      6. Ya. It was truly devastating. Thanks for the nod of solidarity. :)) Thought I’m sure they did it with misguided good intent. But holy shit! Majored in creative writing!!!! And it killed the writing eh! That’s really interesting b/c I applied for a Masters in CW but everything in my gut was running from it. I wanted it sooooo bad but everything in my body felt like it was being squeezed by a cobra.

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      7. Yeah, majored in creative writing. And, because it only took a couple classes to get a double major, I also have a degree in philosophy. Very practical that is. I got out of college and cinched a job in the fast food industry!

        I thought about going to graduate school, but though better of it. Well, honestly, the teachers I had stomped the desire to write out of me, and a Masters in creative writing takes a LOT of writing, so . . .

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      8. I don’t have the “calm, assertive” energy necessary to befriend the hoarse whisperer. Or . . . wait, erhm. . . that’s the “DOG” whisperer, isn’t it?

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      9. Haha. Welllll I don’t think you give yourself enough credit. Hoarace the DOG is possibly just a fearful, inwardly timid guy in spite of his growl/bark, probably just trying to protect you… maybe he just needs a comfy mat to rest his old bones by the fire, and a friendly pat on the head. :))

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      10. It’s funny you should say that (“maybe he just needs a comfy mat to rest his old bones by the fire, and a friendly pat on the head”). During NaNoWriMo ‘17 I tried something crazy. One day while I was writing I decided, fuck it, I’d literally give that inner voice, well, a voice, so to speak. That is, I gave him space on the page. As I was writing, if he chimed in, I would make a paragraph break, make a parenthetic paragraph, and write out exactly what he said. The wildest thing happened. Where as before he was quite cruel, suddenly the fierceness was gone. He might be curt, a bit hard to hear, but not vicious. It was amazing. I decided to incorporate him into my published stuff, not just my shitty first drafts and journal entries.

        So, if you’re reading along and hit something set off in it’s own paragraph, parenthetical, and italicized, that’s what the little voice in my head was saying as I was writing that part.

        Sometimes I wonder if this is early signs of schizophrenia, but I usually just shake it off.

        (yeah, nothing to see here. move along. move along.)

        😉

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      11. Hahaha. Love that last part. Yes I’ve done the same, mine turned out to be a freckled little girl in a boat. I actually think every writer to have successfully gotten past writer’s block has done this. So no it’s not schizophrenic. (Unless every one of us is a schizo.) 😉

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