#pete davidson
Ezra joins Evan & Pete as my deep-dive children only being held to sanity by a single woman
Calvin Klein - 6th December 2021
help it’s stuck in my head now
Fireman Sad
Judd Apatow has frequently flirted with the idea of mortality in his comedies, whether it’s the impending midlife crisis of a couple in This is 40, or the gallows humour found in cancer comedy Funny People. Yet, few have come as close to the topic as The King of Staten Island, whose protagonist nearly commits suicide in the very first scene. It’s a difficult balance to strike, but Apatow manages to weave between comedy and drama effortlessly, helped in large part by a cracking breakthrough performance from Pete Davidson.
In a story that is partly based on Davidson’s own life, he plays Scott Carlin, a 24-year-old serial stoner who still lives with his mother (an underused Marisa Tomei), and has distant dreams of being a tattoo artist. Though he shrugs it off, it’s clear that the tragic death of his father (who died on duty as a fireman), has had a damaging impact on both his maturity and his personal relationships, whether it’s his long-suffering almost girlfriend (Bel Powley doing an impressive New York accent), or a sister whose promising future casts a shadow over his own (Maude Apatow).
Like its lead character, the opening section is replete with funny interludes, but doesn’t have much in the way of structure, with Apatow happy to let the film drift as Davidson and his friends improvise. Happily, before this gets old (apart from Ricky Velez, the friends are quite weakly sketched), the film really gets a jolt of life when Scott’s mom starts dating fireman Ray (Bill Burr) the father of a boy who Scott gives an illegal tattoo, and the two immediately clash. This in turn leads to some of the film’s best scenes – an explosive argument at a baseball game, a fight scene involving a pool – with Apatow perfectly playing on their differences for comedy.
From40 Year Old Virgin to his last film Trainwreck, Apatow’s films have been a great way of showcasing new comedic talent, and this is no different. Davidson has long been a feature player on Saturday Night Live, but his casting in the lead role here was a masterstroke – he perfectly plays his character’s agitation and easy irritability in the face of inconvenience (likely drawing from personal experiences), while also conveying a sweetness and charisma that wins you over in spite of the character’s flaws. While rooted in darkness, his performance also displays his knack for deadpan comic delivery and exasperated facial expressions – just look at his face as a girl drones on about why she doesn’t get tattoos. As Ray, Burr also does a commendable job of making a potential source of villainy into an empathetic character you come to understand as the film progresses. The story peers into his backstory in interesting ways, with Steve Buscemi popping up in a short but meaningful cameo as his boss.
The decision to pit these two against each other for most of the film is one that pays off massively - although it takes a predictable route, the resulting moments of reflection and self-discovery feel believable and well-earned. The film may be an exploration of the impact of death has on people’s lives, but it’s also a touching celebration about life and making amends with the past.
Featuring a striking debut performance from Davidson, this is a heartfelt, personal film that deftly balances its comedy with its affecting drama.
★★★★
The Signs as “Sweetener” Songs
Aries:Sweetener -
“When life deals us cards
Make everything taste like it is salt
Then you come through like the sweetener you are
To bring the bitter taste to a halt”
Taurus:God Is A Woman -
“And I can be all the things you told me not to be
When you try to come for me, I keep on flourishing
And he see the universe when I’m in company
It’s all in me“
Gemini:No Tears Left To Cry -
“Right now, I’m in a state of mind
I wanna be in like all the time
Ain’t got no tears left to cry
So I’m pickin’ it up, pickin’ it up“
Cancer:Everytime -
“I get drunk, pretend that I’m over it
Self-destruct, show up like an idiot
Why, oh why does God keep bringing me back to you?”
Leo:Successful -
“Yeah, it feels so good to be so young
And have this fun and be successful
I’m so successful, yeah“
Virgo: Breathin -
“Sometimes it’s hard to find, find my way up into the clouds
Tune it out, they can be so loud
You remind me of a time when things weren’t so complicated
All I need is to see your face”
Libra:Borderline -
“You know I’m the wifey type, babe
You know I be one of a kind, oh whoa
Once you tastin’ my ice cream, I bet you won’t ever leave“
Scorpio:Better Off -
“You keep me in your orbit
Well, I know I’m a hard one to please
Give it too much importance
My love’ll have you fall to your knees“
Sagittarius:R.E.M -
“Excuse me, um, I love you”
I know that’s not the way to start a conversation, trouble
I watch them other girls when they come and bug you
But I felt like I knew you, so I just wanted to hug you”
Capricorn:Get Well Soon -
“You can work your way to the top
Just know that there’s up and downs and there’s drops
Unfollow fear and just say, “You are blocked”
Just know there is so much room at the top”
Aquarius:Goodnight N Go -
“I got you, I got you dreamin’
You close your eyes and you’re screamin’
Play with your mind for no reason
I know you love how I tease it”
Pisces:Pete Davidson -
“Universe must have my back
Fell from the sky into my lap
And I know you know that you’re my soulmate and all that“
Dating Pete Davidson headcanon (spiritual edition)
So I always loved this man and I’m really happy he is getting the recognition he deserves so I decided to post this. Enjoy!
- When you mentioned spirituality and crystals he was respectful but interested
- “So what does this crystal do?” Was a common question as he looked at your new purchases
- He knew not to touch your crystals cause one time he did and you explained that now you had to cleanse them again
- Sometimes he would go at your altar (whether that’s deity work or just a place to have your stuff) and just look at all the stuff you got
- He actually started to meditate with you, you suggested it for his stress and since he had tried everything he gave it a shot
- He got so excited when you bought him crystals, he even facetimed colson to show him “look at this shit dude, apparently this is uhhhh uhhhh oh for protection”
- Sometimes he would come to you like a tired kid and tell you “hey I don’t feel good can you like… clean me?” “You mean cleanse?” “yeah”
- He even started going to metaphysical shops so he can buy you gifts for your anniversaries and other occasions, tarot decks, crystals, sage, whatever the employee suggested
- Sometimes he would tease you just to ruffle your feathers, like when you made what he called “magic juice” which was moon water or he would say his girl is “fucking with that witchy shit” during his stand up
- He would never admit it but he liked to observe you do your thing, like shuffle your tarot decks or play your singing bowls
- when he was nervous or excited about a project he would ask your pendulum about it
- He love to listen to you when you explained stuff to him, like the phases of the moon, astrology, he even memorized his birth chart
- He fully trusted your intuition especially when it came to new people in his life “hey babe, what do you think of him?” He asked every time he introduced you to someone new just to make sure they passed your “vibe check"
- His mom and sister loved you, his sister was pretty close to you and started to pick up some stuff, the reason behind it was "just to make sure I’m safe” and his mom only cared that you made Pete happy
- He even let you use your “special time” for your manifestations, of course you asked for consent when it came to spells that had to do with him and the answer was always “I’m already in it, so might as well make sure you ain’t leaving”
- He loved to see how happy you got when you spend time in nature, he could listen to you talk all day about how can you use stuff you find for your and how to be respectful when you want to take something
- He was a bit weirded out at first when he would just catch you listening to healing frequencies but now he loves them, he would even put some on when he was
The Sun And Moon (Pete Davidson x Reader)
Heyyyyyy besties! So I’m back with another white boy of the month. I would like to warn you that this will be mentioning Pete’s BPD and the reader will be mentioned as somebody that has had traumatic experiences however i am not mentioning what does that imply so don’t worry about it. Other than that I hope you enjoy!
Being with Pete was almost a gift and a curse, you were so different yet so alike. The ultimate example of twinflames, the yin and yang. If someone had to describe what you two were like was that (y/n) was like the sun, a warm personality with kindness and such just overall this untouchable beauty from inside and out, also she adores to be under the sun, Pete sometimes found her as she laid on the floor next to her cat just so she can enjoy the warm rays, sometimes she would have her crystals (Pete called them “magic rocks”) which Pete found so adorable, also as the weather got warmer she got happier.
Pete was the moon, a little bit more moody, mysterious, yet alluring, he intrigued anyone that was around him. Unlike (y/n) Pete was a night owl, he liked late night drives, staying up all night just smoking weed and watching movies, he liked the silence that the nightfall brought, he felt more at peace with the idea of relaxing and enjoying the darkness that others feared. Many times (y/n) woke up in the middle of the night and found him on her balcony, just sitting there and enjoying the view.
People around them brought up that comparison so much that they even got it as a couples tattoo, (y/n) got the sun behind her ear and Pete got the moon on his left middle finger cause he found it funny. However the curse was that they had to learn how to be around one another, yes they had similarities but they weren’t quite the same situations.
Pete was a comedian, (y/n) was an author, both of them had to sometimes sit their ass down and think of something to write, but the circumstances were different.
“Baby I’m here”
Pete said as he shut the door of (y/n)’s apartment, dropping his pair of keys on the bowl that she had conveniently placed on a piece of furniture right next to her front door. Pete waited for an answer while taking off his shoes, (y/n) liked structure and she was a very neat person, another thing Pete had to learn, he wasn’t dirty but he was a tad bit of messy so when he was at her apartment (which basically had become his also) he was careful with how he did things.
Silence greeted him back, he sucked in his teeth as he realized exactly why this was happening. (Y/n) had mentioned that she was writing the second book of her fantasy novel and she was in a bit of a writer’s block, she had so many fresh ideas however when it came to writing them down sometimes her mind just wouldn’t co operate and she just couldn’t get it down in a way that she found right. He left the take out food on the small coffee table and continued to walk towards her bedroom.
There she was, slightly laying back on her leather chair with her laptop in front of her, just staring at her screen and occasionally pressing a few buttons. The door was somewhat open so he could take a good look at her, her hair was down, she was wearing some shorts and a t-shirt she had accidentally spilled bleach on so now it was a house shirt and no socks, she hated wearing socks. Pete knocked on the semi closed door to get her attention.
“Oh I didn’t hear you come in”
“I figured, what are you doing here babe?”
“Regretting my decision on signing the contract for a second book”
She mumbled when Pete approached her and leaned down to press several kisses on her neck and cheeks. (Y/n) smiled and enjoyed the feeling of comfort he brought her before shaking her head and pulling away from him.
“I need to finish this chapter”
“What you need to do is eat, I’m pretty sure you skipped breakfast”
She knew he was right, that’s why she didn’t respond so she just kept on staring at her laptop screen, hoping that miraculously an idea will come to her head. She deeply appreciated his concern but she felt the pressure of her publicist that called everyday to ask about the book, today was one of the few days she chose to not pick up the phone. Pete once again was met with silence although that didn’t stop him from placing his hands on her shoulders to give her a massage.
“Come on sunshine, you can take a break and clear your head”
“Pete I have to write thousands of pages in a short amount of time, it’s not just fucking punchlines”
Pete’s face made a sour expression at her jab. It did sting a little bit yet he tried to understand that she was just overwhelmed with the responsibility of delivering on time. He took a deep breath before patting her on the head and turning away from her.
“I’ll be in the living room”
For some time she felt relieved that he left so she could refocus, however after a few moments when she started to see her reflection on the screen she started to realize what she had done which was awful. She felt so bad that she had to shut down the screen and close her laptop so she wouldn’t look at herself, she spoke in such a disregarding manner that she felt disgusted. With tears already clouding her eyes she got up and found Pete watching TV, the take out in front of him and it didn’t take long for her to notice that he had bought her favorite making her feel even worse. She stood in front of the TV and Pete looked in her eyes and smiled.
“I’m sorry”
Her voice breaks in the middle of the sentence. Pete’s smiled dropped when he saw a year escaping and heard her whimpering voice, he immediately got up from the couch and went to hug her.
“Its okay sunshine”
“No it’s not, I didn’t mean it I swear”
“I know baby”
“I’m just so… stressed”
She said and let herself relax in his arms as she wrapped hers around his torso, feeling the warmth of his engulf her. His scent went to her nose making her feel safe in his arms as the tears stained his sweatshirt. Pete started rubbing her back to help her let out her emotions, he knew how emotional (y/n) was and he found it cute how she feels like cry no matter what the situation was, she had happy tears, angry tears, sad tears, she saw a dog tears, attending a wedding tears, he didn’t mind it though on the contrary he liked that she was able to express her emotions with no fear.
“I understand baby, it did sting a bit though, you know how much I love my work”
“I know, I wasn’t thinking when I said it which is wrong”
They had agreed that they wouldn’t do the “it’s ok” type of shit, they preferred to actually say when something either hurt them or bothered them so they can have clear boundaries with one another, it was one of the best decisions they could have ever made, it was one of the strongest foundations they had for their relationship. (Y/n) looked at him and Pete immediately went to wipe her tears, before pressing a kiss on her forehead.
“I’m sorry”
“I accept your apology. Are you feeling better now?”
“A little bit. Thank you for forgiving me and I will try to do my best to not repeat that behavior”
She responded, her voice now was more steady and clear. Setting boundaries between them and being clear about the behavior that is acceptable was something they had established early in the relationship, Pete was diagnosed with BPD and (y/n) had trauma from past experiences so they had agreed to see a couple’s therapist in order for them to move on with their relationship in a healthy manner, so things like “it’s ok” or “you know I didn’t mean it that way” were unacceptable, taking accountability for their actions and having the humility to apologize was their key to success.
Pete’s smile reappeared and now gave her a kiss on her lips, making (y/n) get a bit of a shiver down her spine. Their kisses always felt so strong, like energy passing through one to the other, it was such a magical experience to them.
“Are we good?”
“Yes, now take a seat and I’ll microwave your food”
“Wow, Gordon Ramsey would be so proud of you”
Besties I’m afraid to ask you this
So ummm I may or may be not adding Pete Davidson to my list of favorite white boys… Would y'all like it if I started writing for him? If so please request what you want to me to write about. Thank you besties!
I’m in my angsty Imogen/Imodna era with the SNL cast news and ToH tomorrow
why is kim kardashian following the ariana grande rapper-to-pete-davidson pipeline?
Happy 420
Congratulations to these two on incredible runs on SNL. Can’t wait to see all you do next. - via Hillary Clinton on Instagram
May 22, 2022
Call me by your name and I’ll call you by mine…
did anyone else speed to twitter to make sure that they weren’t the only one who was feeling some type of way during the jason sudeikis teacher skit on snl?
I want what they have
The king of Staten Island is an amazing film, I think y'all should watch it!!
By Alyn Darnay
Judd Apatow, a director known for both his edgy comic dramas and his eye for discovering unknown talent, has not been living up to his reputation lately. The King Of Staten Island is a prime example of that. I seriously don’t know what I’d classify this film as. Is it a comedy perhaps? No, because unless I missed something, there isn’t a single laugh in the whole film. OK, so maybe it’s a drama then? Again, no, because the drama is so light you miss that too. I guess I might refer to it as a stoner film, or cotton candy for the school-age set, or maybe even a tattoo tribute film.
Whatever you call it, the film is painful to watch. Maybe that’s the whole idea; make a film for people who want to watch two hours of its main character going through a meaningless, painful daily existence. Now there’s an idea I never again wish to see come to fruition.
I like Pete Davidson, he’s funny, so I’m baffled. On the one hand, you have a talented young comic actor – a mainstay on Saturday Night Live with a large fan base. On the other hand, you have a lost and very troubled young individual, and you choose to tell a loosely based, vapid story of his mental challenges instead of his rise to comic acceptance. That could have been an excellent film. This is not.
Here’s the storyline…
Twenty-four-year-old Scott (Davidson), a weed-smoking slacker, is still living at home with his overworked ER nurse mother (Tomei) on Staten Island.
He dreams of being a tattoo artist, an art form he seems to have little or no actual talent for. He’s quite satisfied sitting on a couch with his buds, getting lost in online games and clouds of smoke, while occasionally hooking up with his childhood friend Kelsey (Powley). When his younger sister (Apatow) heads off to college, and a firefighter named Ray (Burr) starts dating his mother, Scott’s life starts taking a radical turn. Among the many things bothering him about his mom’s dating is the fact that it brings up the painful memory of his father, also a firefighter, who died in a fire when Scott was seven.
These two major developments, and several other minor chains-of-events, force Scott into the world in a way he never expected. Can he survive the catharsis and become a functional human being, or will he get lost in the ‘morass of the lost’?
There is nothing new here; it’s a standard doper film without the usual humor. The fact that Davidson is appealing as a performer, and has some real acting chops, helps the story a bit, but all his charisma doesn’t help the film come far enough to make it palatable for a general audience.
The film was released worldwide on Friday, June 12th.
My take…
If you’re up for this kind of film, by all means, watch it. Personally, I’d rather watch Harold and Kumar Go to White CastleorSuperbadagain.
Directed By: Judd Apatow
Screenplay By: Judd Apatow, Pete Davidson, Dave Sirus
Cast: Pete Davidson, Marisa Tomei, Bill Burr, Bel Powley, Maude Apatow, Ricky Velez, And Steve Buscemi
THE KING OF STATEN ISLAND
Rating: 2.5 Stars (out of 5)
Rated: R (for language, drug use throughout, sexual content and some violence)
Running Time: 2 hours & 17 minutes
Alyn Darnay is a film critic; feedback is encouraged at [email protected].
This was originally published in Wire Magazine Issue 8.2020
had the realest dream about pete davidson last night and then woke up hurting my own feelings
Hader, Hader make me happy when I feel sad…
