Archives for the Date September 1st, 2021

kanbukai.com 2021-09-01 23:27:12

I’m having massive writer’s block with the guzhuang series at the moment so I’ll return to answering asks while adding to it bit by bit. I couldn’t find the full movie for Snow Flower and the Secret Fan easily and from the trailer it doesn’t look like that the costumes were anything special. The time setting is a bit vague (the period scenes are just described as “19th century”), and the main female characters are shown wearing 1900s clothes when they were children and still shown wearing 1900s clothes when they grew up, suggesting that the costumer couldn’t really tell the difference between the different decades of the late Qing Dynasty. For that reason I don’t think it’s worth it to write a whole review for it. Love is a Many-Splendored Thing, however, looks fabulous and I would love to review it.

Love is a Many-Splendored Thing 1955

Love Is a Many-Splendored Thing is a 1955 Deluxe color American drama-romance film in CinemaScope. Set in 1949–50 in Hong Kong, it tells the story of a married, but separated, American reporter Mark Elliot (played by William Holden), who falls in love with a Eurasian doctor originally from China, Han Suyin (played by Jennifer Jones), only to encounter prejudice from her family and from Hong Kong society. (copy and pasted from Wikipedia) 

So this is an old Hollywood movie I wasn’t expecting that. The female protagonist who was supposed to be Chinese was played by Jennifer Jones, a white actress, which would be unacceptable nowadays but I assume for this movie it was because of the Hays Code and the inability to show interracial couples at the time. Since this is a period original movie there should be fewer problems with accuracy, though there is still the discrepancy between Chinese fashion popular in China and Chinese fashion popular in the West. The late 40s and early 50s was also a key transitional period when the center of cheongsam making switched from Shanghai to Hong Kong, and many new styles were being experimented with.

The screenshots are from the upload on ok.ru

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When we are first introduced to Han, she wears this stunning Hong Kong style cheongsam in a light blue color with a matching shawl. Honestly these 1950s Hollywood cheongsam might not be the most accurate but they all look so fabulous. The construction of this cheongsam resembles the mid 50s, when this movie was made, more than it does 1949-50: it uses darts and has an hourglass shape, the collar is low with rounded edges as was popular in the West in the mid 50s. Around 1949-50, cheongsam in mainland China was still without darts and had a tall collar with no gap at the front, a short lived fad that didn’t make it to the mid 50s.

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Mid 1950s Western cheongsam sewing pattern.

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Cheongsam with tall collar from the 1948 mainland movie Spring in a Small Town.

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Tall collar cheongsam in the 1951 Hong Kong movie  Red and White Azaleas.

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Hong Kong cheongsam of the mid 50s, you can see the collar is taller than the Western style.

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This evening dress is gorgeous and standard 50s. I particularly love the width of the shawl at the back; it’s worn exactly the same way as on fashion runways.

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In this scene Han wears a perfectly tailored Hong Kong style cheongsam with a light jacket without any shaping. This silhouette was probably inspired by contemporary Western haute couture, where you often had a very tailored and hourglass sheath dress underneath a flat and untailored jacket.

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Photograph from British Vogue. I was thinking something like the outfit on the left, I feel like this is something people associate with the 60s more (like Jackie Kennedy’s iconic ensemble), but it was definitely alive and kicking in the 50s.

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Same idea, from Seventeen magazine.

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kanbukai.com 2021-09-01 22:59:00

araekni:

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Mark Twain, Letters from the Earth; Letter VI

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Tom Petty, Won’t Back Down

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Arthur Miller, The Crucible / The Crucible (1996), dir. Nicholas Hytner

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Iggy Pop, I Wanna Live

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Margaret Atwood, The Robber Bride

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Russell Brand, My Booky Wook

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Tiananmen Square in 1989, taken by Jeff Widener

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Donny Jackson, boy

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Wristcutters: A Love Story (2006) dir.
Goran Dukić

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Mumford & Sons, Broken Crown

kanbukai.com 2021-09-01 21:05:15

onlinecounsellingcollege:

“Trauma shatters your most basic assumptions about yourself and your world – “Life is good,” “I’m safe,” “People are kind,” “I can trust others,” “The future is likely to be good” – and replaces them with feelings like “The world is dangerous,” “I can’t win,”“I can’t trust other people …””

— Mark Goulston

kanbukai.com 2021-09-01 20:29:29

inthenoosphere:

Light columns in the entrance hall, circa 1920

The Großes Schauspielhaus (Great Theater) was a theatre in Berlin, Germany, often described as an example of expressionist architecture, designed by Hans Poelzig for theatre impresario Max Reinhardt. The structure was originally a market built by architect Friedrich Hitzig, and it retained its external, gabled form. It then became the Zirkus Schumann, a circus arena. It was renovated by Poelzig and reopened in 1919, contained seating for 3500 people. Max Reinhardt wanted to attract a working-class audience. The large size allowed for people who could pay top prices for the best seats to support low-cost seats, in the back of the theater. (Wikipedia)

kanbukai.com 2021-09-01 10:48:58

smashing-teacups:

A/N: I seem to have found my groove again with these two, *KNOCKS ON ALL THE WOOD IN SIGHT* because it’s finally flowing again! 

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“That’s it!” Jamie moaned, shoving his half-eaten plate of breakfast aside and dropping his fork with a dramatic clatter. “Wedding’s off.” 

Claire threw her head back, shaking with suppressed laughter, trying not to spit out her bite of eggs. “Oh, come on!” she protested thickly. “What did you expect?” She managed, just barely, to swallow down her food, her cheeks physically aching with the effort to hold back a grin. “I am a feckin’ sassenach, after all.”

“Aye,” he allowed, gripping his face with both hands. “But I thought ye were at least a lass wi’ taste.” Spreading his fingers, he peered out at her with an expression of utter despair. “Manchester United? Really? Can ye no’ root for Liverpool, at least?”

“Mmm, that would be a no.” She brandished another forkful of eggs, and popped it in her mouth with a flippant shrug. “Man U to the bitter end, love. Take me or leave me.”

With a long suffering sigh, Jamie let his hands fall from his face, fixing her with an expression of exaggerated consideration before he reached over to snatch a piece of bacon off her plate. “It’s a verra good thing,” he murmured, dropping his voice to an almost inaudible register, “that ye’re a goddess in bed. That was almost a dealbreaker, ye ken.”

Claire nodded somberly, making a throaty sound of disdain. “First my lack of appreciation for The Lion King, now this.”

“Exactly.” 

They both cracked then, their eyes crinkled with matching grins. Jamie leaned across the table to kiss her, lingering several beats longer than was strictly respectable in public before he settled back in his own seat.

“Now if ye were a Rangers fan…” he hedged, clinching both eyes shut in his terrible excuse for a wink.

Claire snorted a laugh. “A Celtic boy, I take it?” 

“Oh, aye.” 

His whole face lit up like a child’s at Christmas, and she found herself basking in the glow, watching him with her head tilted in endearment. Jamie practically buzzed with enthusiasm when he was excited about a subject, gesticulating animatedly with his hands and taking on what she could only describe as his storytelling voice — gruff and dramatic, with rolling r’s and an exaggerated Highland accent, clearly intended to entertain. She didn’t have to pretend to be engaged, even when the topic (Celtic football stats, for example) would normally cause her eyes to glaze over and her mind to wander.

Christ, she was just so relieved to see him happy like this again.

kanbukai.com 2021-09-01 07:50:38

flyinghome-againstthewind:

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Summary: An exploration of Claire & Jamie’s story if their firstborn had lived and they had the chance to be parents together of wee Faith Fraser before the Battle of Culloden.

Chapter 21

“Where will we go?” Claire had asked him as their plans to bring Mary to Paris began to take shape.

In truth, he hadn’t planned to leave the abbey the first time Mary was set to leave. Not for a little while, at least. He would have needed time to sort out what life would look like next for just Faith and him. But now… they both wanted Claire a little closer to civilization when the baby came.

Not to mention, Fergus scandalized the monks on a near daily basis with the talk that came out of his mouth. Jamie was surprised their family hadn’t been driven from the abbey yet.

“Dinna see we have any other choice but seek shelter with Jared for a time,” Jamie sighed. They had hardly any money between them and while he had once easily lived out in the wild, penniless and hiding from the law, he had bairns now to consider. “We can send Murtagh on ahead of us to let Jared know we’re coming.”

He watched Claire’s careful intake of breath while she absorbed his words. “Will we be safe? Being in that… that circle again?”

“Aye, I pondered that as well. Jared can be discreet, as can his staff. If we don’t tell anyone ‒ if we don’t see anyone‒”

“We’d have to never leave the house,” Claire pointed out.

Jamie sighed. It was still a risk, but what other choice was there? “It’s a very large house, at least. We’d have more space than we do here. And just until the bairn comes, then we can move on.”

Move on to where, they had no idea yet. But that was a problem for another day. They needed momentary stability first.

“No contact with anyone else we knew from Paris,” Claire said, and Jamie realized that was her condition for agreement. “Besides Mary, obviously.”

“Aye,” Jamie agreed.

She took a deep breath and let it out slow. “And you believe Jared will agree? That he’ll take in the whole lot of us and keep quiet?”

“He will,” he said confidently. “Not without something in return, I suspect, but aye, he will agree. Tis very likely he’ll want my involvement in his business again, and that’s only fair if he’s sheltering us. But as long as I’m able to remain out of sight, I dinna mind making that deal with him.” His gaze sought out Claire’s again. “Would ye mind that, Claire? Could ye live with it? Just for a time…”

Her expression grew pensive and her thoughts no doubt turned to the children and the baby she was growing, as his thoughts often did. “Yes, just for a time. Until the baby is born.”

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