Anne Hathaway Modern Love Final Scene | Prime Video
YouTube algorithm recommend this clip to me last Thursday. The whole episodes is honest and relatable for me… Anne Hathaway’s performance as Lexi was amazing and it moved me. I directly subscribe to Prime Video to know the full stories.
It’s the overarching message about mental health that’s the most important takeaway. At first Lexi appears to have a rewarding and glamorous life: She’s got a fantastic wardrobe, a spacious apartment, and a great career. She can flirt over produce and get a promising date in minutes. But then her depression plows through like a tornado. “I’ve seen people like Lexi, I have people in my life like Lexi, and I love people like Lexi,” Hathaway tells Glamour Magazine.
In the final scene, It’s a powerful moment for the character—and for Anne Hathaway. “It’s my hope that people watch that scene and realize we all feel that way at times,” the actor says. “We all walk around sometimes feeling like we have an elephant on our chest, but we’re not alone. And we’re not less than because of that. We’re not unlovable because of that.”
The Peril of Not Dying for Love by Claire Jia I learned everything about love from movies. Love had a sexy soundtrack. Love was forever. Love almost always involved rain, stubborn parents and irrevocable passionate sacrifice.
It wasn’t heartbreak that became draining, but the lack of it.
I have been told so many times what love should look like that I am unsure what love even is anymore. If it doesn’t look like midnight kisses with my best friend, and it doesn’t look like a booty call from a Tinder match, what is it?
We’re told love isn’t love until he’s begging on his knees, and that heartbreak isn’t heartbreak until you’ve lost your mind. We think we want love, but we’ve rarely seen it, because love is a boundless unknown that no romantic stereotype can capture.
Movies promise us blissful forevers or crushing sorrow, but most of the time, love is neither. Maybe it’s just two people who tolerate each other. Maybe it’s a mutual right swipe. What would I do for love? I’ll let you know when I actually find it.
I have a thingforModern Love stories, mostly because I have no idea what love is. I grew up despising the normative romance type of love portrayed in movies, finding the notion of emotional dependence frightening. If love means feeling things that much, no thank you – so it’s interesting to me how Claire yearned for that type of feeling. One of my favorite quotes is by Douglas Coupland, from Life After God:
“When you’re young, you always feel that life hasn’t yet begun—that ‘life’ is always scheduled to begin next week, next month, next year, after the holidays—whenever. But then suddenly you’re old and the scheduled life didn’t arrive. You find yourself asking, ‘Well then, exactly what was it I was having—that interlude—the scrambly madness—all that time I had before?’”
I love it because I think it encompasses a lot of experiences. Many things in life are dramatized – love, fulfillment, success, even life itself – so when we end up experiencing whatever it is, we’re left with a sense of, “Oh…that was it? That was the thing? That right there?”
Both “compassion” and “cruelty” are concepts related to kindness. All three terms are about what kind of emotional responses we have and are related more to our own perception of our need to feel a certain way than whether we are meeting our moral obligations. Kindness is also essentially an act of charity from a position of advantage. Animal Rights and Veganism are not about being kind to someone who needs our charity. Animal Rights is about justice, which is born from a basic notion of decency, fairness, and respect. It’s a “Social Justice Movement,” not a “Social Kindness Movement.”
As most non-Vegans will tell you, anyone can feel compassion for someone and still inflict suffering and death on nonhumans merely for their own selfish interests. They will argue ’til they’re blue in the face that they don’t lack compassion, merely because they strive to give nonhumans a good life before “humanely” slaughtering them for “food.” In fact, the very notion that this is not the case is insulting to most people. This is because they irrationally see themselves as the ones who should decide whether the “inferior beings” that they exploit should get to live or die at all in the first place.
The reason it makes more sense to use the idea of justice to drive Animal Rights is because you can’t have justice and still inflict unnecessary suffering and death.It can’t be as easily argued that it’s Just to inflict suffering on nonhumans when there is no necessity.
Another aspect of this issue is that when we say we’re Vegan to decrease or avoid “cruelty” then non-Vegans will argue that it’s not cruel to exploit nonhuman animals, as long as you do it “nicely.” They will argue that breeding animals is not cruel because the animals “have a good life” and “get to have a family” and other such nonsense. It’s much harder to argue against this than arguing that we have a moral responsibility to not exploit anyone, whether human or nonhuman, because humans are not morally superior to nonhumans.
Besides the Very Odd Capitalizations and manyemphases, this is a really good post. It insightfully points out that omnivores aren’t lacking in compassion, but have biases that prevent them from acting in a way that is just. I think this is one of the reasons why people get defensive about eating animals – since veganism and vegetarianism are touted as the “kind” or “compassionate” thing to do, they feel like they’re being attacked for being unkind and uncompassionate. Along with learned biases (“some animals are for food”, “milk is good”, “a meal is incomplete without meat”, etc.), they can’t imagine not eating animals, but they can’t imagine themselves as unkind, either.
This is also why the humane myth is so dangerous – by appealing to meat-eaters’ compassion, companies avoid addressing the morality of killing animals. Animals do not want to die. Giving them a “good life” before ending it doesn’t negate the wrongness of slaughter.
I worked from home because I took two figure skating tests in the afternoon (passed both my juvenile and intermediate moves-in-the-field!) and then ran errands (grapes! peanut butter! toilet paper!).
Mass media has a fascination with hookup culture among people around my age (21) meriting in-depth investigations and contentious opining about what it all means. But they often miss a simple fact: There’s nothing particularly new about trying to avoid getting hurt.
Having the last word was once a sign of one’s wit and smarts. It meant that your comment had gravitas and staying power. But today, having the last word is the ultimate in weakness: It means being the person who doesn’t merit an answer. Better to leave them hanging than risk the same happening to you. Keep it shallow so your heart isn’t on the line.
I really liked this – not just because I usually enjoy reading Modern Love stories, but for its insights on how scared we are about being vulnerable and intimate. It’s in the same vein as Vanity Fair’s article on Tinder and the Dawn of the “Dating Apocalypse”, but I liked this better because it’s shorter, it’s from a first-person perspective, and the intimacy that they shared wasn’t overtly sexual. It’s interesting how our generation views deep, vulnerable conversations as scarier and more intimate than sex.
Seeing Myself: In Search of the Inciting Incident by Matthew Salesses It doesn’t matter what we talked about, because we talked about nothing and everything, because we never talked, because what are words, really, what is real and what is made up?
I was adopted when I was two. That much is true. I went back to Korea when I was 23. Whatever those first two years of my life were like does indeed always seem to be the missing link. But I had to make up some of the beginning in order to make up a middle and an end. Which has to do with inciting incidents.
That doesn’t matter, though. This story was, and is, real. The shame that I gave my imaginary birth mother is real. That shame is mine. And letting her go, I did that, I do that. Assessing all of the lacking evidence is a daily look in the mirror. Lately I worry that I missed my chance to find out one crucial incitation. Of course I have had to make up my beginnings before and will do so again. These are the things so important to the plot of who I am and to any plot of conviction and consequence — so important that they constantly draw us in: where the story starts, where the past and present meet, and what past is yet to come.
This was an interesting semi-fictional mini-autobiography. I think Matthew’s search for his “inciting incident” is relatable not only amongst adoptees, but nearly universally. We want our life to have a story, and for our stories to have a narrative arc. There was a good article on this in The Atlantic a couple weeks ago, Life’s Stories. “In telling the story of how you became who you are, and of who you’re on your way to becoming, the story itself becomes a part of who you are.”
Money’s seemingly universal effects, Kraus says, likely stems from the fact that we tend to believe that we live in a fair world—one in which good things come to people who deserve them. A self-made person tell herself she deserves the money because of her hard work, just as a person who is born into wealth might tell himself that his family is more deserving because they are smarter or more industrious than others. And for something like winning the lottery, a person might simply think, “I’m a good person at heart, I deserve this money.”
These feelings extend beyond just those who have money, however; even poor people largely believe the system is fair. If wealthy people possess wealth because they earned and deserve it, that means that they, too, can ascend the social ladder if they work hard enough. “The alternative—to say that the American dream is a mirage and that the system is biased against people who are poor—is too painful,” Kraus says. “People believe the illusion to make themselves feel better.”
This reminds me of Toby Morris’ fantastic and perceptive comic, On A Plate. (It’s been passed around Reddit and the larger internet for a while now.) I think these studies are extremely important when looking at politics – most of America’s politicians are rich, white men.
On this week’s episode of Top Shelf, you’ll see how Gallaudet University researchers are using motion capture technology and interactive apps to ensure that children who are deaf are exposed to language at an early age. Then, you’ll meet the owner of Digital Media Services — a company that does closed captioning for Hulu, Netflix, and even Nicki Minaj music videos. Finally, you’ll get a glimpse at the changes taking place in the world of hearing aids.
“Normally, this is the part of the video where I tell you that things are getting better and the world’s more accessible than ever. And while that may be true, that doesn’t actually mean that we live in an accessible world. Our society was built with a very specific type of human in mind, and that means that we’ve overlooked a lot of people’s needs and preferences. A world that’s truly accessible is one that’s adaptable and inclusive. Technology is helping, but if we really want to live in a world that works for everybody, we’re gonna have to change our mindset.”
I was really, really excited to see accessibility covered by The Verge, and with such a lovely summary and conclusion to boot! Side note: did you know that Netflix has started adding audio descriptions to various movies and shows, too?
It’s a verb. That’s the first thing. It’s an active engagement with all kinds of feelings – positive ones and primitive ones and loathsome ones. But it’s a very active verb. And it’s often surprising how it can kind of ebb and flow. It’s like the moon. We think it’s disappeared, and suddenly it shows up again. It’s not a permanent state of enthusiasm… I think that definition today of love – “you are my everything” – where you really see it, this complete exaltation, is in wedding vows. Have you ever noticed? I mean, it’s “I will wipe every tear that streams down your face before you even notice it’s going down.” I think a realistic vow is “I will fuck up on a regular basis, and, on occasion, I’ll admit it.”
