ai—la:

Simonetta Stefanelli as Appoliana Vitteli in The Godfather. (1972)

ai—la:

Simonetta Stefanelli as Appoliana Vitteli in The Godfather. (1972)

sams-film-stills:

The Godfather (1972) Dir. Francis Ford Coppola 

selfdefensefamily:

We played two new songs during Deathwish Inc Fest at the Middle East in Boston. 

At 12:37 who is Mary blowing kisses to? 

zacmof:

This is amazing
Found here

Wow.

zacmof:

This is amazing

Found here

Wow.

popquizkid:

There is an indoor mini golf establishment in my neighborhood and they tried to engage with me via social media.

popquizkid:

There is an indoor mini golf establishment in my neighborhood and they tried to engage with me via social media.

heidisaman:

"My car’s my best friend. My office. My home. My location. I have a very intimate sense when I am in a car with someone next to me. We’re in the most comfortable seats because we’re not facing each other, but sitting side by side. We don’t look at each other, but instead do so only when we want to. We’re allowed to look around without appearing rude. We have a big screen in front of us and side views. Silence doesn’t seem heavy or difficult. Nobody serves anybody. And many other aspects. One most important thing is that it transports us from one place to another."

— Abbas Kiarostami

Stills from Certified Copy (2010) and Like Someone in Love (2012)

"A super chill loan."

"A super chill loan."

There’s a great moment early on in Breaking the Waves that takes place during Bess and Jan’s wedding reception. While the newlyweds dance ecstatically, and the older inhabitants of the island look on stone-faced, Jan’s friend and co-worker, Terry (who earlier pointed out the church’s lack of bells), gets in the face of an elder and chugs an entire beer, dark liquid running down the sides of his mouth and onto his white shirt. Stoically and silently, the white-haired, bearded man pours himself a glass of an unidentified, clear-ish liquid (some kind of vodka mix perhaps) and downs it all quickly. In a feeble attempt at one-upmanship, Terry crushes the now-empty, aluminum can in his hand, grinning foolishly the entire time. And with the same lack of expression as before, the elder crushes his cup then calmly pulls out a shard of broken glass from his bleeding palm. Without a word, the old order has established its dominance over the island. But though the reckless vivacity of youth can be crushed swiftly, it’s not without leaving some scars.