You probably shouldn’t watch this one.

🚨EXTRA INTENSE MOVIE WARNING🚨

This movie is significantly more intense than most. Please consider this before viewing.

It is important to me to provide comprehensive content warnings, but you should always trust yourself when deciding whether or not to watch a movie. Horror movies are meant to push you to the edge of your comfort zone, and that is one of the reasons why I love the genre so much. You can always expect frightening imagery, loud noises, scenes of intense peril, and gore even in the smallest amounts. If you have any questions, I am always happy to talk about movies.

assault
rape
self-harm
intense violence
mutilation
flashing images
screeching sounds
body grafting
paranoia
stalking
lots of metal
phallic imagery

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Face huggers need love too

It is important to me to provide comprehensive content warnings, but you should always trust yourself when deciding whether or not to watch a movie. Horror movies are meant to push you to the edge of your comfort zone, and that is one of the reasons why I love the genre so much. You can always expect frightening imagery, loud noises, scenes of intense peril, and gore even in the smallest amounts. If you have any questions, I am always happy to talk about movies.

medical exams
intense gore
childbirth imagery
rape
mother symbolism
aliens
acid and burns
fire and burns
animal in peril (survives)
robots/androids
eggs and parasitic organisms

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Lisa is a Snarky Jerk: The Godzilla Complex

When I was in high school, we were required to write an essay once a 6-weeks for every class. Yes. Even classes where long form writing didn’t make much sense. I don’t well respond to tasks that I think are a waste of energy. I’ve calmed down a bit as I have aged, but in high school… if I thought something was wasting my time at most, I would refuse to complete the task. At worst, I wouldn’t take the assignment seriously. Now, we all get to benefit from my snark, because I’ve uncovered a few of these essays.

It is important to me to provide comprehensive content warnings, but you should always trust yourself when deciding whether or not to read a post. I don’t think there is any particularly upsetting subject matter, but I’ll make a list anyway. If you have any questions, I am always happy to discuss.

Godzilla
sarcasm
Richard M. Nixon
NASA
decline in science education
I kinda talk about Japan in a weird vague way. I don’t know what that was.
cloning
animals in captivity

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What You Might Have Missed: AHS: Cult Teaser 2 & 3

It is important to me to provide comprehensive content warnings, but you should always trust yourself when deciding whether or not to watch. The horror genre is meant to push you to the edge of your comfort zone, and that is one of the reasons why I love the genre so much. You can always expect frightening imagery, loud noises, scenes of intense peril, and gore even in the smallest amounts. If you have any questions, I am always happy to discuss.

clowns
bees
flashing images
buzzing
strange sound effects
cults
liquids
submerged face
face without eyes
hands
narrow corridor
beehives

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WTF Was That: The Bad Batch (2016)

It is important to me to provide comprehensive content warnings, but you should always trust yourself when deciding whether or not to watch a movie. Horror movies are meant to push you to the edge of your comfort zone, and that is one of the reasons why I love the genre so much. You can always expect frightening imagery, loud noises, scenes of intense peril, and gore even in the smallest amounts. If you have any questions, I am always happy to talk about movies.

Cannibalism
nudity
animals in peril (used for food)
drug usage
mutilation
violence
creepy child
flashing lights
prosthesis
terrible music
sexual slavery
charismatic leader

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What You Might Have Missed: AHS: Cult

It is important to me to provide comprehensive content warnings, but you should always trust yourself when deciding whether or not to watch. The horror genre is meant to push you to the edge of your comfort zone, and that is one of the reasons why I love the genre so much. You can always expect frightening imagery, loud noises, scenes of intense peril, and gore even in the smallest amounts. If you have any questions, I am always happy to discuss.

clowns
bees
flashing images
buzzing
strange sound effects
synchronized movement
cults

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Witch Hunt

Dear people,

A witch hunt is when a person, or people, are falsely accused of wrong doing. Typically this involves public accusations, corroboration of unreliable witnesses, and a one sided trial. In the course of history, tens of thousands of people were executed in horrific and painful ways after being implicated in witch hunts.

A witch hunt is not when you do or say something offensive, insensitive, or just stupid and people take notice and refuse to allow it to sneak by. That’s called being held accountable for your actions. Trying to play the victim by calling witch hunt isn’t cute, or funny, and it only makes it more obvious that you are out of touch with reality.

Are people sometimes wrongly accused or misunderstood? Yup, it happens. However, if you find yourself in a position where your actions could be seen as problematic, maybe you need to reevaluate your actions.

No, I don’t love my body. You can’t make me either.

A great many people are on the body love wagon. You only get one! You should love it no matter what! And the ever popular if you don’t love yourself, then you aren’t loveable, or capable of receiving love.

I don’t love my body. On some days, I downright hate it. Despise. Detest. I can’t even deal with it. Yes, I’m overweight, but that’s not what I’m talking about at all.

I could go into detail about my diagnoses and what they mean, and how my body handles things differently. But that’s another story. The easy summary is that I was diagnosed with rickets at birth, arthritis at 16, anxiety at 19, and PCOS at 22. I’m 32 now.

I’d like to wake up and be able to jump out of bed. Not to worry about my knees hurting. Not to have to do my daily ankle exercises so that I can walk. If I could have joints like someone of my age should, I’d be grateful. I’d love to be able to stand for more than 10 minutes, to move like I do in my mind. It’d be really really awesome if I could walk, and not waddle. I wish that stairs weren’t a chore, even one step can be a struggle. I wish I didn’t know that joint replacement is in my future. Or that I might need a cane sooner rather than later. I hate always having to be on the lookout for a chair. I want just one day with a pain level of zero, I’d even take a two, instead of six or seven. I wish I could keep up with my friends instead of seeing obstacles and being jealous of all the things I can’t do.

I’d like to be able to spend more time in large parties or even group dinners. I wish canceling plans was a sadness and not a relief. I love talking and learning more about people, but I am too scared to say anything. I wish I didn’t feel like a bother when I do get comfortable enough to talk to someone. I hate that the things that I should be able to just do are a mental and emotional rollercoaster. I am glad that I can get a good night’s sleep now, but for over five years I couldn’t. I appreciate the medicine that allows me to focus on life, but I would love it more if I didn’t need it. I use my coping strategies almost daily, but I hate that I have to cope with life.

I wish I could have children. One day maybe women’s fertility treatments will be more reliable, but I don’t think I’ll see the benefits. I wish my hair wasn’t falling out because of the excess male hormones in my system. I would love to be able to rely on a calendar to track my cycle. If I could take birth control, it might help, but my hormones are so zany that I’d have my period right in the middle of the pack. And at the end. And whenever it feels like. Plus cramps at any point. Not to mention that I was at high risk for stroke the last time I was on birth control. I wish that I felt more supportive for my friends that choose to not have children, instead of bitter because they can make the choice I wasn’t given.

I love myself. I’m clever, smart, funny, creative, and loyal. I won’t love my body. And you can’t make me.