Sarah

I'm of the opinion that clothes and people should smell like nothing until your nose is actually touching them. Pretty sure you're going to see me in a documentary about Tide Lung in 25 years, just from this single exposure.

Smells like something you'd use to dissolve a body.

Threw in a Tide pod sample we got with our new laundry machine and sweet holy hell, I don't know what I'm inhaling, but I do know that it is killing me.

Deeply my shit (unfussy documentary filmmaking about the disappearing knowledge of our elders that really listens to its subjects). Will be watching the other two films in the trilogy. www.villagevoice.com/prairie-tril...

"A psychological trip on a disgusting marketing system run by a bunch of gambling perverts." Socialist farmers all seem to be poets by nature.

"And if they dont stay organized..."

"...these conservatives are going to take it away from them." Hank Kiehn, former Labor Department Inspector and ex-mayor of Minot, North Dakota talks about the early labor movement.

Rebel Earth (1980), on Criterion Channel. A reminder that labour rights have barely had time to grow roots.

I love that sweet, silly movie.

Unless they're on an MGM soundstage, that is.

Never did trust a room full of people in historically inaccurate flapper costumes.

Well I got 1.5kg of chocolate at $14 off. Thank you, capitalist overlords. If you need me, I'll be under dozens of tiny wrappers.

There's something about a woman that can drive a man to heinous acts of violence. And that something is a bouncy head of dark brown hair.

If I wear this gauzy shirt and no underwear, will I have time to scarf down a sandwich before I get murdered?

Personal insecurity brought on by too much giallo. Is my body oily enough for wandering around the house? Should I be freshly applying a pale mint eyeshadow before I get in the bath? Why is my blood such a dull shade of red?

“I’m here,” I say in a muffled voice, “deep inside the chunky knit.”

I know that's not the world we're living in anymore, but that won't stop me from yelling it in the grocery store this morning.

Discount! That! Candy!

Gonna have to sleep in a bra tonight.

Censored poster for Dario Argento's TENEBRAE, showing a dead woman leaning backwards with a red ribbon around her throat. The tagline reads "Terror beyond belief."

Tonight's watch.

1968 Joan Crawford looks unimpressed as she leans against a chair and holds a cigarette.

Have just had an ad for an "interactive AI astrologer."

Good god, Rick, I want to sleep tonight.

Cronenberg rules. After letting these settle a bit, THE FLY might get an extra half star, which I'm going to take from HEREDITARY.

Spookiest post I've seen all day.

It’s a Wonderful Life (Abridged Edition) on Prime, promising “a shorter version of the Jimmy Stewart Christmas classic [sic] with a condensed ending but still contains all the sweetness and Christmas wonder”.

The only reason to watch this is if you’re going to die in 108 minutes’ time

Pastel of headless horseman chasing Ichabod over the bridge

Pastel of Ichabod pursed by the Headless Horseman

Pastel of Ichabod looking up to see the Headless Horseman looming over him

Paste of Ichabod coming to a stop before a tree where a glowing pair of eyes look out at him from a hole in the trunk

Mary Blair's concept art for Disney's Sleepy Hollow adaptation.

Cover of the Dell paperback edition of the Phantom of the Opera. The illustration shows a cloaked figure playing the organ.

Back cover of the Dell paperback edition of the phantom of the opera showing a detailed map of the Paris Opera House.

Detail of the map of the Paris Opera house from the Dell paperback edition of the Paris Opera House.

Detail of the map of the Paris Opera house from the Dell paperback edition of the Paris Opera House.

The back of the 1943 Dell paperback edition of The Phantom of the Opera has a map of the Paris Opera House with all the important locations marked. Dell published hundreds of books, now known as Mapbacks, with similar maps on the back covers. #PhantomsFriday

Also, today in OCD Nightmares: A chandelier in the aerosol plume zone.

Fundamentally do not trust anyone who wants to poop in a room that has an echo.

"IT'S OVER HERE." They're trudging through the leaves at about 20 paces apart.

Parked next to a cemetery to eat lunch and a couple is arguing at full volume about the location of a loved one's grave. Happy Halloween!