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— Wednesday(2), 2025 Dir. Tim Burton

“too much watching tv, it's gonna rot you from the inside out, if you wanna reach me, just leave a message and we'll work it out, hello? how are you? just wanted to say I miss you, so call me back someday, hello? where are you? I'm calling to say I miss you, so call me back, if you wanna be clean you gotta scrub until the blood comes out, get the spots in between, slip your skin right off and hang it out, look out behind you, the shadows are near, they know what's been wrong with you all these years, it's time to meet, the monsters around you, it's time to meet, the monsters inside you, it's time to meet, all that's left to bother me are dreams forgotten in the deep, it's not me, nothing left to follow me, nothing hanging underneath, it's not me, hello? how are you? just wanted to say I miss you, so call me back someday, it's time to meet, the monsters around you, it's time to meet, the monsters inside you, it's time to meet, the monsters inside you, it's time to meet.”

اینجا یکمی زیادی زود قضاوت کردم و درباره‌ی چاسر نظر دادم. الان دو ماهه که درگیر کنتربری تیلز شدم و هنوز نتونستم کتاب رو تموم کنم. اوایل تضادها و تناقض‌ها یکم اذیتم می‌کردن، تا اینکه به این نتیجه رسیدم که کنتربری تیلز مثل یه میدانه که صداهای مختلف توش با هم برخورد می‌کنن. هرچی بیشتر جلو می‌رم، بیشتر متوجه می‌شم که چاسر داره نظرات و صداهای مختلفی رو که توی قرون‌وسطی وجود داشتن، توی کتاب به تصویر می‌کشه. توی حکایت‌ها هم مستقیماً درباره‌ی نظرات و عقاید شخصی چاسر موضعی گرفته نمی‌شه و چاسر بین صدای مؤلف و صداهای موجود در اثر فاصله ایجاد می‌کنه، به‌طوری که نمی‌شه هر عقیده‌ای رو که توی حکایت‌ها بیان می‌شه، مستقیماً به خود چاسر نسبت داد.

“you walk down alameda, shuffling your deck of trick cards over everyone, like some precious only son, face down, bow to the champion, you walk down alameda, looking at the cracks in the sidewalk, thinking about your friends, how you maintain all them in, a constant state of suspense, for your own protection, over their affection, nobody broke your heart, you broke your own 'cause you can't finish what you start, walk down alameda, brushing off the nightmares you wish, could plague me when I'm awake, so now you see your first mistake was thinking that you could relate, for one or two minutes she liked you, but the fix is in, you're all pretension, I never pay attention, nobody broke your heart, you broke your own 'cause you can't finish what you start, nobody broke your heart, you broke your own 'cause you can't finish what you start, nobody broke your heart, you broke your own 'cause you can't finish what you start, nobody broke your heart, if you're alone, it must be you that wants to be apart."

— dust veiled petals and stained glasses

“it's oh, so quiet, it's oh, so still, you're all alone, and so peaceful until you fall in love, zing, boom, the sky up above, zing, boom, is caving in, wow bam! you've never been so nuts about a guy, you wanna laugh, you wanna cry, you cross your heart and hope to die till it's over, and then, it's nice and quiet, but soon again, starts another big riot , you blow a fuse, zing, boom, the devil cuts loose, zing, boom, so what's the use, wow, bam! of falling in love? it's oh, so quiet, it's oh, so still you're all alone and so peaceful until you ring the bell, bim, bam, you shout and you yell, hi, ho-ho, you broke the spell, gee, this is swell, you almost have a fit, this guy is "gorge", and I got hit, there's no mistake, this is it! till it's over, and then it's nice and quiet, but soon again, starts another big riot, you blow a fuse, zing, boom, the devil cuts loose, zing, boom, so what's the use, wow, bam! of falling in love? the sky caves in, the devil cuts loose, you blow, blow, blow, blow, blow your fuse when you fall in love.”

— Singin' in the Rain, 1952 Dir. Stanley Donen and Gene Kelly

“little phoebe, who I've never seen had you asked, I'd be right out, and maybe in a good time, phoebe, then I'll tuck you in, how is it you do? run along and shine the world, don't tell, run along and shine the whole night away and say and maybe in a good time phoebe then I'll tuck you in, little phoebe, who I've never seen, had you asked, I'd be right out, for love feels, feels, run along and shine the world, it's all the same, run along and shine the whole world, angel, how is it, you do, run along and shine the world, don't tell, run and shine the whole world now, my angel.”