She was simply the point of no return, where he knew he couldn't get away with his secretary going to his house and disappearing the way random hookers and homeless people don't raise questions
Patrick: I get an odd feeling that this is a crucial moment in my life and I’m startled by the suddenness of what I guess passes for an epiphany. There is nothing of value I can offer her. For the first time I see Jean as uninhibited; she seems stronger, less controllable, wanting to take me into a new and unfamiliar land—the dreaded uncertainty of a totally different world. I sense she wants to rearrange my life in a significant way—her eyes tell me this and though I see truth in them, I also know that one day, sometime very soon, she too will be locked in the rhythm of my insanity. All I have to do is keep silent about this and not bring it up—yet she weakens me, it’s almost as if she’s making the decision about who I am, and in my own stubborn, willful way I can admit to feeling a pang, something tightening inside, and before I can stop it I find myself almost dazzled and moved that I might have the capacity to accept, though not return, her love. I wonder if even now, right here in Nowheres, she can see the darkening clouds behind my eyes lifting. And though the coldness I have always felt leaves me, the numbness doesn’t and probably never will. This relationship will probably lead to nothing … this didn’t change anything. I imagine her smelling clean, like tea …
Nothing. She was just a doll to dress up and play with without any repercussion because she wasn't part of his in-crowd. She is also, paradoxically more genuine to him because of this because he realizes all of his social circle are vapid and self-obsessed.
Patrick's problem is that he was such a constant social climbing chameleon, doing the right thing socially and internalizing the ideology of his environment, that he lost a sense of internal self seperate to his constructed persona. This torments him, this feeling of being hollow and nothing but that surface he constructed. Only that which is socially validated is real
Everyone else he interacted bar 2 characters is from that same shallow, narcissistic milleuau he merged with in harvard. One is the homeless person, who he only interacts with for a few seconds and is too far beneath him. The other character is her. The closest thing in the movie to a normal person
She actually attempts to get to know and get close to Patrick. Rather, she is the only one who assumes he has depths within him, and who would care if he did and would in a relationship try to understand that interiority. This makes her the only person Patrick views with an inkling of good will or mercy. She wants to see the real him, flatteringly thinks there is a real him, when he's tormented that there isn't one
His murders are a desperate way to try to create interiority. To have a secret. To have something inside he knows, a part of him he knows, that contradicts the surface. It's his way of saying I looked like one thing, but actually I was a brutal murderer. I had interiority after all! But inside doesn't matter. It matters so little no-one else can see that he did anything, such a false and silly way of trying to create interiority it is being treated like it didn't happen, because it may as well not have. He is forced to be nothing but the surface, because society has no use for anything else
This underscores the importance of Jean. She finds his drawings of the murders, she sees and is horrified by them. She is the one person who sees what he hoped would form an interiority. By seeing him as secret monster, she becomes the one character who comes closest to seeing him as a human
Why does she has cat ears?
I see it bro
nyaah
kek
The top half of her face if perfect and the bottom half is shit.
What? She has a nice chin shape and mouth.
She was simply the point of no return, where he knew he couldn't get away with his secretary going to his house and disappearing the way random hookers and homeless people don't raise questions
Patrick: I get an odd feeling that this is a crucial moment in my life and I’m startled by the suddenness of what I guess passes for an epiphany. There is nothing of value I can offer her. For the first time I see Jean as uninhibited; she seems stronger, less controllable, wanting to take me into a new and unfamiliar land—the dreaded uncertainty of a totally different world. I sense she wants to rearrange my life in a significant way—her eyes tell me this and though I see truth in them, I also know that one day, sometime very soon, she too will be locked in the rhythm of my insanity. All I have to do is keep silent about this and not bring it up—yet she weakens me, it’s almost as if she’s making the decision about who I am, and in my own stubborn, willful way I can admit to feeling a pang, something tightening inside, and before I can stop it I find myself almost dazzled and moved that I might have the capacity to accept, though not return, her love. I wonder if even now, right here in Nowheres, she can see the darkening clouds behind my eyes lifting. And though the coldness I have always felt leaves me, the numbness doesn’t and probably never will. This relationship will probably lead to nothing … this didn’t change anything. I imagine her smelling clean, like tea …
That she could fix him see
That's good writing. It's pretty shocking that Bateman has the capacity to at least feel love. Almost cute.
Relatable
Damn she looks more like a chud than most trannies. She also had a kid at 45
Plus she looks terrifying now lmao
DUDE LOOKLIKEA LADY
Yet when I watched this movie, she was clearly a woman and the actual chud was obviously a chud
dumb comic is a miss.
guy being a slob doesn't make it any less true and it's literally her job to be a beautiful looking person.
found the fat virgins lmao
Imagine how hard the roastoid who drew that was seething
its okay emma i still love you and will never remove your pictures from my wall :))
True.
>d-dude just halt aging it's easy!
Absolute retard.
the root of a lot of problems today is people not being willing or able to just let go and move on
Yeah she didn't age as Gracefully as other actresses from her group. Probably didn't have a fitness trainer
WOOF
She's gorgeous and aged pretty well into her 40's unlike most of this thread, who hit the wall the day they were born.
>all the seething replies
hit the nail square on the head lol
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is there a way to get rid of the artefacting in the start of the webm?
That's a compression artifact. You need to re-export the original.
Or just cut the webm shorter.
>looks more like a chud than most trannies
anon...
she also sucked a dick in the Brown Bunny
MEAT
Damn she looks cute.
She isn't only Burzum fan in Hollywood.
>cacophony of negativity
Sounds sound like a fan to me. Sounds like an actress being retarded.
>Sounds sound like
Doesn't sound like.
Does not.
Dyslexia is not fun.
>Tierney Sneed
I could have saved her
*stabs you*
insanely based
that hair is mighty cute
Nothing. She was just a doll to dress up and play with without any repercussion because she wasn't part of his in-crowd. She is also, paradoxically more genuine to him because of this because he realizes all of his social circle are vapid and self-obsessed.
>168916598
She was always ugly as fuck LOL, try again simpy
>What if Patrick didn't received the call from Evelyn?
>What if she knew who Ted Bundy was?
>What if she would have placed the spoon on the table not inside the container?
>What if she didn't choosed Dorcia?
I wanted to see him rape this bitch so badly
He didn't want to hire another assistant.
she was able to fix him
He admires her manjaw.
Characters that men will never understand.
Patrick's problem is that he was such a constant social climbing chameleon, doing the right thing socially and internalizing the ideology of his environment, that he lost a sense of internal self seperate to his constructed persona. This torments him, this feeling of being hollow and nothing but that surface he constructed. Only that which is socially validated is real
Everyone else he interacted bar 2 characters is from that same shallow, narcissistic milleuau he merged with in harvard. One is the homeless person, who he only interacts with for a few seconds and is too far beneath him. The other character is her. The closest thing in the movie to a normal person
She actually attempts to get to know and get close to Patrick. Rather, she is the only one who assumes he has depths within him, and who would care if he did and would in a relationship try to understand that interiority. This makes her the only person Patrick views with an inkling of good will or mercy. She wants to see the real him, flatteringly thinks there is a real him, when he's tormented that there isn't one
His murders are a desperate way to try to create interiority. To have a secret. To have something inside he knows, a part of him he knows, that contradicts the surface. It's his way of saying I looked like one thing, but actually I was a brutal murderer. I had interiority after all! But inside doesn't matter. It matters so little no-one else can see that he did anything, such a false and silly way of trying to create interiority it is being treated like it didn't happen, because it may as well not have. He is forced to be nothing but the surface, because society has no use for anything else
This underscores the importance of Jean. She finds his drawings of the murders, she sees and is horrified by them. She is the one person who sees what he hoped would form an interiority. By seeing him as secret monster, she becomes the one character who comes closest to seeing him as a human
very good post anon
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