The face she gives me when she wants to get on the couch
let her on the damn couch you monster
"No-face was a loner in the movie-he can represent the people that are unaccepted in society or unaccepted somehow. He can represent want since he wanted food and companionship and loneliness since he originally had no one to confide in or go to. Later in the film he represents greed and the evils that come along with it greed since he was gloutonous and ate excessively. He also represents the people that pretend to be what they are not. When No-face comes up the stairs a lot of bathouse workers assume he is very wealthy and they sing to him ("Here comes the rich man he’s pretty big you see all bow down have a bent knee") He was giving "gold" away which as we learn in the end is not really gold" (extracted from wiki-answers).
i dont even have guilty pleasures anymore i just like stuff and if people have a problem with that they can go fuck themselves
George Harrison met his wife-to-be, Pattie Boyd, on March 2, 1964 on the very first day of shooting The Beatles’ first film, A Hard Day’s Night. Boyd was one of the models chosen to play the part of a school-girl on the train scenes of the film. Harrison instantly felt attracted to Boyd and so began flirting with her. They both spent a significant amount of time hanging out on set (while Boyd was shooting) and getting to know each other more. At the end of shooting Harrison asked her out on a date but unfortunately Boyd was already with someone. Boyd said no.
That wasn’t the end of it, though. A week later, Boyd was called in to re-shoot some scenes. This was something unexpected for her. By then Boyd had left her boyfriend and when she met Harrison for a second time. One of the first things he asked her was how her boyfriend was doing. She, of course, told him he had left him. And so began the start of Pattie & George, an IT couple. They eventually married on January 21, 1966.
Major, please. I’m John Watson, Fifth Northumberland Fusiliers. Three years in Afghanistan, a veteran of Kandahar, Helmand, and Bart’s bloody Hospital.
Let me examine this body!
As requested by retrospectav, I made my londonphile.tumblr.com/Charity page reblogable: