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Somewhere In The Woods, 1959

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Thinking about Carpe Diem and the cinematography of falling leaves to falling snow.

Seasons as cyclical as generations. It's tapestries and banners. It’s photographs on the wall. A structure, a system; tradition in the bones of buildings and boys.

There's a choice to be made - Nolan's hollow, ceremonial Light of Knowledge, or Neil's scavenged, man-made God of the Cave?

They’re children living for the future through a lens of past. Fireside stories embraced by woodland caves. They chant, dance, and recite from a sacred book - the heirloom they claim from a father they chose.

The window is finally open, but time froze at Welton lake. Forever winter. Forever youth. A moment in time, a feeling, a community turned to dust.

It's all so fleeting. Carpe Diem. Teenage years, childhood, a lifetime in three months. It’s a tragedy of classical epics.

The tale is old, but this wound is fresh. Falling to your knees. Shouting at the sky, praying and wailing, and clutching at the earth.

But the snow never stops.

Spring is up to us.

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Mrs Perry, the 50s Housewife & Neil

This entire post is inspired by a discord discussion so I can't take all the credit, but Mrs Perry gives off alllll the signals of a 50s housewife reliant on emotional suppression and prescription pills to cope with the demands of post-war society.

'They used barbiturates to aid in sleep, minor tranquilizers to ease anxiety, and amphetamines to help lose weight and boost energy. [...] Women’s pill consumption signals their difficulties, at times, before feminism of the era explicitly touched upon them' - Erin Brown, You Go to My Head: Women's Prescription Pill Use in Postwar America

Her smoking while she waits for Neil to return with Mr Perry from the play suggests a habit to cope with stress. It’s also notable that she hurries to put it out. Is this a further sign she’s smoking to relieve anticipation, or is it something she doesn’t want Neil to see?

And Mr Perry? His treatment of her can partly be explained by patriarchal family structure. What Mr Perry wants, Mr Perry gets. He is head of the family, and takes the lead in family communications with Neil, so much that beneath Mr Perry's repeated use of 'we,' it's difficult to discern how Neil's mother feels.

In the scenes set in the Perry house, we mainly see the family in Mr Perry's study. This direct parallel to Nolan's office INSIDE Neil's home emphasises the rule of authority over his life, and the extent of how trapped he is.

The parallel is important because Nolan's office is shown as a place of punishment for the students, and a reinforcement of their lack of agency.

More specifically, the deleted scenes show school clubs being dictated to the boys as they stand in front of Nolan’s desk. This confirms that school annual - and the editorial position that Neil earned - is taken from him on Mr Perry's whim, just as his whole life is ripped away the next time he stands beside a desk in Mr Perry’s office.

The hurt and betrayal Neil feels in these early scenes is hidden from Nolan, and he submits to the authority of his father. But Neil can no longer hide his hurt by the end. He has gained and then lost too much to accept the stricter controls Mr Perry is imposing.

So what does Mrs Perry do when faced with her son's obvious distress? Almost nothing.

Her worry for her son is real, but she shows no true support that Neil can rely on. He looks to her for help and comfort twice. The first time, she looks down, then back at Neil, and says nothing. The second time is after she begins to speak, but her one attempt fails, and she falls back into passivity.

She stands aside. It's as if Mrs Perry isn't really there, stuck behind an invisible boundary observing the damage as the scene unfolds.

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my professor is so Mr Keating coded that I’m out here with dead poets déjà vu every romantic lit class

literally WEEK ONE he goes full Keating by screaming mid-lecture to shock us into full-body understanding of interrupted narratives

you don’t understand the amount of future fic credits I need to give this man

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neil perry sits.

his fists wrap tight around his crown of twigs, tight as his body curled small like a child who looks to his mother but his mother is distant, she’s crying in silence and his father stands between them.

neil clings to the crown like it will be ripped from his hands, torn like his heart and his friends and his dream are ripped away with his fragile home at welton.

his thumbs rub up and down, and down and up, frozen and empty and comforting himself, with tears in his eyes, and his father’s stares of frustration searing holes into his hope.

neil perry sits.

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the dead poets are not good at whispering or even subtlety in general

so what does everyone at welton think is happening?

a cult? a really extreme homework club? an amateur shakespeare society?

whatever is happening causes charlie to willingly spend time with cameron, knox to run around reciting love poetry, and neil & todd to scream shakespeare at the lake and throw desk sets from the school roof

…does the society look like a matchmaking group from the outside!??

genuinely, I will die on the hill that stick and the sneezing boy know all about the club, they are literally sat eating with them when neil pulls out keating’s yearbook

so these two clearly want nothing to do with this mess, but the rest of the class? how do they explain a study group going rogue?

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More 70s Dead Poets Discussion Because I’m Obsessed

Inspired by @tuskofthyme post on 70s dps which I can’t stop thinking about it!!

Imagine Anderperry living comfortably as open ‘roommates’ in an urban area like Greenwich Village, New York City or San Francisco

and Todd works at a queer bookstore like The Oscar Wilde Memorial Bookshop or the store/publisher City Lights

he’s gaining traction as a poet but also fiercely protective of his privacy, adoring his quiet afternoon shifts surrounded by books and community

while Neil shamelessly spots famous customers and drags these poets or writers to meet his own poet boyfriend who’d never dare introduce himself, let alone his work.

One day Charlie drops by and is - for once in his life - absolutely speechless when a well-known Beat poet taps Todd on the shoulder to chat like old friends

the dead poets would never let him forget how he gawped like a fish and Mr Keating would hear all about it on friendsgiving at the Anderperry apartment with several lively re-enactments and at least one involving their cat

I think Charlie would lose it if he met William S Burroughs and/or Allen Ginsberg. Maybe even Jack Kerouac. Burroughs for certain though, h u g e author and to an extent, spiritual guru of sorts. He wrote Naked Lunch, used to be a big heroin junkie, lived in Morocco for awhile (Anthony Bourdain cites him as his favourite writer) He and Brian Gynsin are responsible for The Dream Machine and did...to simplify it, artistic occulty things that I think Charlie would be absolutely hypnotised by

That’s the dream machine. You’d close your eyes while facing it and it’d make you...for lack of a better term, hallucinate. It was used by people like David Bowie all the way to Kurt Cobain.

Oh, absolutely!!

I wrote this thinking of Ginsberg because I feel like Howl would be so central to Charlie’s teenage years and the journey of discovering poetry he genuinely likes. Anything censored would be top of the list.

I completely forgot about Burrows (a sin!) and oh my gosh, I completely agree, the combination of Naked Lunch and his um, eccentric? ways of seeing truth and resisting the world’s control would reel Charlie in.

I can see him as that guy drunkenly talking metaphysics at parties and trying to recreate Burrows’ methods, haha.

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