A modern retelling of Hamlet set in New York City. Hamlet gauges his uncle’s guilt by taking him to see The Lion King on Broadway and observing him in the merch line at intermission.
This is my friend TJ, wearing a costume she made for Halloween, 1977. She was 16 at the time.
Now, keep in mind: there was no internet to search for images. She could not have rented and paused the movie, because it wasn’t released on video until 1982. No, TJ just went to the movie a bunch of times, took notes with a flashlight, drew a bunch of sketches, and put this together.
In 19-fucking-77. So let’s bury this bullshit about how women didn’t grow up on Star Wars.
As Aiko Sato placed flowers at her family’s headstone last week, she thought it could be the last time she would see it. Slow-moving lava was inching closer to the Japanese Cemetery in Pahoa, Hawaii, and officials had allowed her the opportunity to visit. But after lava flowed over the cemetery, Sato’s aunt was given a photograph taken by a geologist documenting the lava’s advance, showing the Sato headstone still standing in a sea of black lava.