joss whedon: loki tortures and murders people for fun, and, despite being the god of CHAOS, is a fascist who says things like “it’s the unspoken truth of humanity that you crave subjugation”
taika waititi: loki is an annoying little shit who day-drinks, puts on theater about himself, and fucks his way to the top
joss whedon: loki and thor are gods, so they always talk proper and posh and in cryptic riddles so for no reason. it makes them seem more powerful and mystical.
taiki waititi: one time when they were kids loki turned into a snake because he knows thor loves snakes and then thor went to pick up the snake and then loki turned back into himself and screamed “yueagh, it’s me!” and then he stabbed thor
Taika Waititi has a deeper understanding of Norse mythological accuracy than Joss lol
It’s because Joss Whedon looks at all mythology and religion through a Christian-atheist lens. You can see it in Buffy and even a little in Firefly too. Even when he writes about other religions and their deities and practices, it still comes back to Christianity.
He wrote Thor and Loki as modern Western Christianity would portray Jesus and the Devil as opposed to how they actually are in mythology or the comics
That…is a really good addition as to why Whedon gets Thor and Loki
wrong and why Taika did a far better job with their
characters/personalities in Ragnarok
taiki waititi is jewish (a kohen, actually!) and, like, it completely shows. whedon’s idea of G-d is “terrifying cryptic fascist who makes you feel guilty for even being alive” while taika’s idea of G-d (or gods, as the case may be) is “has no idea how to be an actual god and it shows”.
it’s a very informative way to understand the microcosm of christian vs jewish thinking re: our deities, and anyone who thinks judaism is just “christianity without jesus” would do well to look at the differences between joss’s and taika’s takes to see what the differences between the two actually are.
i knew in the 2nd grade that standardized testing was bullshit. harry potter book 4 had just come out and i was at a good part. harry had just put his name into the goblet of fire.
during the standardized test, we were allowed to keep a post-test book on our desk. i diligently got started on part 1: english. at the time, all of the answers went on the same sheet, but all of the questions were in different booklets. so i finish all my english questions, read in my extra time, and then it’s part 2: math.
i realize i have answered all of my english questions on the math portion of the answer sheet. at first, annoyed but undeterred, i’m like. okay great i gotta erase every bubble. but i get bored around question 5 of doing this because… like… harry potter is sitting on my desk and i could just give them the wrong answers. so i answer maybe 10 whole questions in the math portion, copy the english answers over to where they actually belong, and then crack open the book and call it a day.
i obviously failed. this is the real life, not a movie. my parents were called in. i had scored in the lowest percentile. i was bad at math. i was concerningly bad at math. i could have done better just guessing than how i did with the english answers.
if this was just a funny story, someone would ask me “why did you do so badly when you usually get fairly average grades” and i would have said “i wanted to read harry potter, not take this stupid test.” but it’s the real life, and nobody asked. instead, i was branded stupid and bad at math. i got placed in a lower math than i needed to be in; got bored, stopped paying attention. knew i was in the “worst at math” group, started saying “i’m bad at math” and 100% stopped trying because the further i fell behind, the worse i got. through the rest of my academic career – until senior year in high school, i never got above a c on a math test, because i was “just bad” at math.
i had undiagnosed adhd. the only reason i know now i have adhd is because at 22 years old, i finally went to a therapist, who effectively said, “are you kidding me you have the most obvious case of attention deficit i’ve ever seen.”
but nobody had been looking. my one test grade had given teachers permission to not look, because, obviously, i was bad at math. the one time i got 100% on a math test – that one time in senior year – i remember my math teacher looking at it and saying “it’s clear that if you just focused, you could do the work.”
in college i’d take a math class and i actually “just focused” for the first time in my life – meaning i treated math as a challenge, but one i could overcome with the skills i’d learned all on my own, through constant work and practice. i got the highest grade in my class. i still think i’m bad at math.
which makes me wonder: how many people got fucked over because of something stupid like “i was too preoccupied with harry potter”. who had nobody looking out for them. who slipped under the radar because – come on, aren’t some people just bad at things?
All through out school I knew I was struggling, moreso than my friends. I could do the work but I didn’t want to. It wasn’t like I couldn’t do it because it was hard, it wasn’t hard. Wanting to do it was hard. Making myself open my work books and do my homework was hard. And yet the only time it wasn’t hard was when I was interested in the subject we were talking about. I had good teachers, they’re good people, but they all agreed on what my problem was. All I was ever told was that I need to “apply myself”. Here I am, 30 years old and it wasn’t until I was 29 that I was treated for undiagnosed adhd. Unfortunately by the time I found out, my mother and grandmother had already passed, my father is recovering from a stroke and I just didn’t want to tell my grandfather he’s been through enough. I wanted to cry and tell my parents that it made so much sense. That after all these years of struggling on my own I finally had a name for it and it was real, but it’s something I have to face on my own now.
these are probably the last of the portraits I’m gonna do (I might do Gogo later because I love how wacky the design is)
but I’ve been sitting on these for a long time because I had finished Setzer’s–and then I drew Strago and Relm and the colors and composition blew it so far out of the water I thought it would be a crime to upload until I made a nicer version of Setzer
Gau was loosely based on one of the amano chibi drawings– it’s a little Plain but I liked the color
These were supposed to be simple sketches but with these three I got soooo carried away. I’m still really proud of Strago and Relm tbh.
when i was very small i assumed this song was about some lady who literally kept a human face in a jar by the door and since father mckenzie buried her that meant that he also killed her and basically i thought eleanor rigby was about zombies until i was like 12 years old
This is so much better than anything I could’ve envisioned listening to the song.
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