One funny thing about the new Batman run is Batman being like “hey hallucination Alfred? Why didn’t you tell me about your great niece?” And the Alfred that I cannot stress enough is a figment of his imagination is like “well master Bruce, it was written in my will, which you have not read” and Bruce is then like “what’s this mysterious society she’s a part of?” And the Alfred, that is not real and does not know what real Alfred did, is like “that’s in the will as well” and Bruce. Still does not check that will

The Catalogue of Ships in the Iliad is, to a modern audiences, what classicists have called “boring as hell,” but I can’t help but think that if you were watching Homer recite it it would have been more like when comedians go, “anybody here tonight from Chicago?” and the Chicagoans in the back start cheering

Homer’s like, “and there were forty black ships from… LOCRIS” and the Locrians in the crowd start going absolutely nuts

normalize having ships where they aren’t attracted to each other and both think about somebody else during sex 🙏🙏

yes i think they should fuck nasty no i don’t think either of them would enjoy it. you wouldn’t understand

it's like i'd known you all along, i knew you before we met, but i don't even know you yet.

if they ever made it back can you imagine how clingy they'd be

Go my Hadestown! AU brainrot

hi can we talk about the candle i want to talk about the candle.

the fact that it is wrapped carefully so it does not shatter. the fact that it is decorated with a guardian angel. the fact that it is lit with someone else's match, with hermes' match. the fact that the fates blow it out in any way the wind blows. the fact that eurydice's candle is out of her hands for most of the show. the fact that when she dies, hermes is the one who blows it out.

that candle is her life, and it is in the hands of the fates and the gods of whether it stays lit or not.

it's time for spring. we'll try again next fall.

(happy time loop tragedy musical in movie theaters day to all who celebrate)

Suddenly I'm holding the world in my arms

Hades gives Orpheus a trial he knows he himself could never succeed at, but it isn’t just that Hades knows he would turn around. Hades has been failing this trial every single year. He shows up too early. He turns too soon. He is so full of doubt that even the natural order of the world, that Persephone will return to him, is not something he can trust. Hades would fail the trial he has given Orpheus, and he already has. All alone, his blood runs thin.

We Raise Our Cups really fucks with me. It’s brutally hopeful. It’s a farewell to Orpheus. Sure. everyone knows that. but. its also a call to action.

Hadestown is not subtle in how it shows the power of revolutionaries, of love and hope and human compassion over that of the capitalist cycle of abuse. WRoC is talking about Orpheus. But it is also talking about every person with that revolutionary spirit.

Orpheus is all of us, and every person who stands against exploitation, is Orpheus. The theme is there, but it’s especially strong in Is It True, where he stands against the Fates themselves to challenge the world, only bolstered by the normal people that stood up and heard his words and showed him the power of words.

When Persephone asks where Orpheus is now, it is not entirely that she wonders where the man himself is, but also that she is pouring a drop to every person who holds his legacy and fights for the cause.

Then they praise the birds who sing in the night and the flowers that bloom in snow. A metaphor for those people who fight to make beauty in inhospitable places, who strive for good in darkness.

“To Orpheus, and all of us”

To Orpheus, to those who hold his spirit, to those who lead revolutions, and to those who follow him. The cycle of Orpheus and Eurydice is a love song. It is a tragedy. And yet we all know that one day. one time. they will make it out together. It is on that day, when an Orpheus finally manages to bring their Eurydice back, that the revolution succeeds, and the Shades get to follow their path out of Hades. And the mortals get to live free from the poverty and despair of their oppression.

We sing the song even though it is sad, because we know that spring will come and the world will go back in tune once they make it out together. And Hades can take the seasons, the food from our mouths, the fire from our stoves, every ounce of gold from the rivers, but what he cannot take, nor any other like him, is our songs and the cries of an impassioned heart. And may those songs inspire a thousand Orpheus’ to journey to defeat Hades. Because eventually one will win. It only takes one.

So let the song reach the next Orpheus, wherever they are wandering. Alone on this Earth. And let the song comfort them as they start the cycle again.

Why is it always about Orpheus turning back foolishly and never about Eurydice following him out of the Underworld, likely knowing she was doomed. That Orpheus went all this way, singing the story of their love, hopeful that he will return her to the surface and finally build their life together— but they will not. She knows her Orpheus will turn back. And yet she still follows him, all the way to the top, because the simple pleasure of seeing his back again is enough for her. Isn’t that a foolish thing to do for love?

Saw a tweet about mamdani solving the astrophage crisis and now im just imagining them sending mamdani to space

In a local production of hadestown that i saw, when it came time for orpheus to sing epic III, the fates didnt give him his guitar back. You see, up on the platform by hades' office door, a shiny black guitar has been mounted on the wall throughout the whole play. It is this guitar that orpheus is given to play epic III on: hades' guitar. He once sang a song of love like orpheus, you know.

The face journey Patrick Page did around the line, "Then doubt comes...Doubt comes in," was so exciting. I was buzzing in my seat.

The way he starts off the stanza just villain-plotting against Orpheus, and then he looks at Persephone and hears himself and realizes he's talking about his own shortcomings as much as Orpheus's, and he just kind of slackens in some combination of shame, resignation, understanding, and says, "Then doubt comes. Doubt comes in," with this clear subtext of, "Oh, I get it now." Perfectly setting up the "It's time for spring," moment.