ok so i’m still thinking about venom but HEAR ME OUT: eddie brock is so emotionally open in a way that i am so unused to seeing superhero/villains being, especially the dudes. his feelings! are right there! he says them! he admits when he’s sad! when he’s scared! when he’s lonely! and it makes this campy, violent little film into something that’s all about heart? his heart? his heart poisoning a poor alien with feelings? a poor alien that just came down for a snack?
AND you guys AND can i just call attention to the fact that there was no love triangle? like the person he loved was not with him and he was sad but there was no macho posturing against dan. no squaring off. no fighting over a person like they were a prize. i can’t remember the last time i felt so relaxed with a romance angle. this was just. wow.
And Dan just saying how much he truly—apparently sincerely—appreciates Eddie’s work, then going inside like it’s nothing to let them talk. Both men weren’t posturing or puffing for a fight, even with Eddie’s incredibly pathetic visit to Anne’s home. Dan helping Eddie with proper do-no-harm medical concern. And even Eddie on the stoop at the end disagreeing with Venom about ‘getting Anne back’.
I just… There was so much to this movie, and I need to see it 5 more times STAT.
The lampshade when Anne starts telling Dan that there’s nothing between her and Eddie and he’s like, what are you talking about I’m not worried about that, I’m worried about THAT SLIMY ALIEN THING
There’s not even any of those ‘if only they talked to each other’ misunderstandings?
It’s adorable, really, but also a refreshingly realistic take on how people interact.
See now I need a fic of Steve Rogers learning about history and finding out how history has treated the USO girls
how they were a footnote
how they’re discounted as unimportant
how the memoirs they wrote about their experiences, the whole two of them who got published, are looked down upon
and he gets so pissed
especially after the few of them who are still alive make contact, maybe they come to see him, maybe he goes to visit
and one night he’s seething about it, some documentary on tv getting it wrong again
and Tony makes a crack, poking to see what’ll happen (he writes it down somewhere therefor it’s science)
and Steve starts ranting about how these women were his friends, they worked hard, they got treated like crap, like eyecandy, they were getting shot at just like everyone else but no one would let them shoot back, how sexist historians got everything wrong and their stories were worth telling and respecting
it’s the most passion Tony’s ever seen from Steve and it’s because people are slandering his friends, most long dead
and the next thing you know, the Maria Stark Foundation and HBO are announcing their next big mini-series
Star Spangled Girls
executive producer and head consultant, Steven G Rogers
Theory A: The majority of the Venom cast are, in fact, hardcore morosexual and Eddie Brock is the supplest slice of heartfelt idiot they’ve ever laid eyes on
Anne? 110% down to marry Eddie despite and/or because of him being the human epitome of a gold-plated trashbag
Doctor Dan? Big fan of his writing, maybe they could all sit down to a ritzy lobster lunch and do some beta readings–oh, oh no, okay, lobsters are a no go, how about just saving the crazy dumbass from an arrest and giving him some All Free medical treatment instead, call me you glorious moron
VENOM? Where do we start with fucking Venom?? 2 days’ worth of roosting in that perfect, sweat-stained, I-Will-Kick-Every-Douchebag-Hornet’s-Nest-I-Can-Find, tire fire of a brain, and he’s flipping his entire species the bird while Frenching his new wonderfully, chronically, incurably confused husband
Theory B: Eddie Brock is some kind of low grade incubus who bewitches anyone he spends more than ten minutes with into becoming a morosexual, at which point his natural state of seductive dumbassity takes over
Diary's Blog 