Listen for the sound, the sound, the sound, the sound is coming down.
I am sick of the chase, but I’m stupid in love
And there’s nothing I can do
-Faith Lehane (+Fuffy) / Killer + The Sound by Phoebe Bridgers + Abby & Noah Gundersen
1999 Tara was the realest bitch in btvs. Experimental hair, too-long sleeves, no self esteem, magic powers. She was even a lesbian.
i spend a lot of time thinking about this poem by joseph ceravolo i think its one of the most beautiful things ive ever read
"I've never worked on anything that I haven't in some way enjoyed."
Happy 40th birthday, Greta Celeste Gerwig ❤︎
This is one of my favourite scenes in the series. Partially because it’s just my personal jam - I admit that I am Fuffy trash, and I have a real love for dream sequences. Buffy had great dream sequences, but this is where they take a step up. It’s a precursor to Restless in this regard and others. It feels weighty and meaningful, but also a little off and incongruent with itself, in that way that only dreams are. Lines are exchanged that don’t quite follow as direct responses to each other, clashing in interesting ways. It’s packed with foreshadowing, metaphor, and other juicy things. And beyond that, it’s a conclusion to Buffy’s entire arc this season about dealing with her shadow self, and it leads to what I think is the single most romantic moment in the series. I want to talk about this scene and unpack some of what I think it’s saying.
