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A Pumpking King for Sketch Dailies. This movie used to give me nightmares as a kid. True story.

A Pumpking King for Sketch Dailies. This movie used to give me nightmares as a kid. True story.

i watched the nightmare before christmas tonight and kept doodling jack and sally 

Jane Skellington and her small and talented ragdoll boyfriend, Sal. 

I’ve watched this film too many times in the past couple of days…

Why is Jack Skellington like this hero of emo culture he is basically the peppiest Motherfucker to ever exist.

1. Frankenweenie (2012) 2. Corpse Bride (2005) 3. The Nightmare Before Christmas (1993) 

IM NOT THE ONLY ONE WHO NOTICED THIS

I’ve been cheated my whole life.

"Every story has a beginning, a middle, and an end. Not necessarily in that order." - Tim Burton.

WHAT

Waking up on November 1st is literally like walking through a door from Halloweentown to Christmastown

What’s this? What’s this? There’s décor everywhere. What’s this? There’s carols in the air. What’s this? I can’t believe my eyes it’s just November come on folks I mean I swear. What’s this?

I FREAKING READ IT IN JACKS VOICE 

I FUCKING SANG IT

Nightmare Before Christmas is the perfect visual representation of cultural appropriation and why you shouldn’t do it.

Okay, let me expand. He goes in to a place, a new “culture” he likes it. He has perfectly good intentions about bringing that culture to his own people and he completely fucks it up because he doesn’t understand it and ends up bastardizing it.

I’m not saying I don’t like the movie, just giving a little perspective.

This is actually a great observation. He doesn’t talk to anyone in Christmastown, he doesn’t make any effort to understand their culture, he just thinks that it’s going to fill the empty space in his heart so he tries to take it and make it his own, and he royally fucks it up, good intentions or not.

shit you’re right I never…thought of it that way

Jack is hardcore as fuck

scare me like one of your french girls

For money money, the most interesting thing about this confrontation is how completely it inverts the final scenes of a typical Disney film. In most cases, the hero is physically and/or supernaturally outmatched, and triumphs through determination and ingenuity; here, the villain spends the the whole fight running scared, while the protagonist casually no-sells everything that’s thrown at him. And there’s no ironic Disney Death keeping the protagonist’s hands clean, either. Jack just straight-up murders Oogie with malice aforethought while Oogie is running away - and by having Santa Claus himself strike the final blow, the film legitimises Jack’s killing of Oogie as the morally correct course of action.