the ~aesthetic~ of this movie is basically just WHAT IF TUMBLR WAS ACTUALLY COOL and i know that sounds lame but get this: it’s actually cool??

One day, people are gonna look back and be like "yooooooooo, we should have liked Gregg Araki so much more than we did!"

like a really fucked up dazed and confused, laced with constant bursts of acid induced adrenaline and nihilistic black humour, saw this twice in three days, one of the best films ever?

makes me think about a lot of people that want queer stories to follow more heteronormative plots so they can be easily consumed and capitalized off to the masses. and to that i say: i hope gregg araki fucking eats all of you.

FUCK this is so good I almost got a computer virus trying to watch but I feel like it’s the way Araki intended

This is just a movie about attractive people fucking while cool music plays and it's a masterpiece.

The production designer on this movie should be given a medal. Each new bedroom made my jaw drop a little bit further. Love the pansexual apocalypse.

it always comes back to this, then...one of the movies i'd call truly perfect. every impulse of a countercultural moment of absolute sexual fluidity swept up into araki's most outre sensibilities, a terrified, loving, dissatisfied, and ecstatic attempt to preserve the sense an era by acknowledging its imminent demise. certainly not utopian, for all its surface pleasures (and they are many). self-harm and self-obsession are coequal partners in the denial of the outside world (the windows of these characters' rooms are not windows: they offer the vistas of other worlds entirely than our own), whose impositions (more-or-less metaphorical) in the form of Roscoe the Alien, televangelism, and Jaason Simmons, signal apocalypse.
"it's armageddon day....have you ever heard of the rapture?"
"like the siouxsie and the banshees album?"

i hate how i love this kind of trash

it's like we all know, deep in our souls, that our generation is gonna witness the end of everything

even more struck on rewatch by the way Araki turns these characters' bedrooms into purely expressive objects, the libidinal ebbs and flows, the dramas of self-destruction and self-indulgence all playing out in a space paradoxically both external and internal. one of the most perfect documents (and documentations) of a culture for which apocalypse was not a prophecy but a fact. the sublimity of that final moment of unconsummated queer longing breaks my heart.

a serve aunque en algunos momentos me quede 0_0

How can you watch this NOT high?

JAJAJJAJAJA que carajo

what a trippy bizarre fever dream that makes me feel like if david lynch were to direct a movie about teenagers in modern LA times with aliens. i wanted to give it a 5 star because of how I enjoyed every second of it but i didnt like the ending :( still possibly my favorite out of the teenage apocalypse trilogy though. 

my ranking: nowhere > totally fucked up > doom generation

Suicídio, bissexualidade, estupro, aliens, abdução e drogas tudo junto e misturado.

Dear diary, what a day!
I swear I've never been so depressed, miserable and lonely in my entire life. It's like i know there's gotta be somebody out there somewhere, just one person in this huge horrible and unhappy universe, who can hold me in their arms and tell me everything's going to be okay. But how long do I have to wait until that person shows up?

definitely the cool kids favorite movie atm.. it’s stupid.. but like a good stupid?

this movie is the one of the best things that’s ever happened to me

i could not finish..... gregg araki i hate u sm

super relevant hyper stimulant 90s decadence kenneth anger nihilist soundtrack whats the point thats the point beauty in the what the fuck were all gonna die feel some type of way

I was way too young to watch this the first time

Not sure if I hated this because I actually hated it or because it brought up every bad icky feeling I ever had as a teenager in the 90s