dickens would either write amazing erotica or he’d spend too much time exaggerating the characters noses and foreheads to even compare their dicks to steam trains or something. just noses and foreheads bumping about the place.
Dickens would write TERRIBLE erotica, are you kidding me? His narrative voice would get in the way:
“‘My darling, I wish,’ said Mr Scruncheon, ‘to rail you,’ and indeed, his cock had reared up fearsomely as a Punjab tiger (though not, I should think, as yellow—but Mr Scruncheon was a man deeply afflicted with that sickness which causes the skin to tinge that unwholesome colour, so it is a certainty that while not as yellow as a tiger, Mr Scruncheon’s cock was a deal more yellow than it ought to have been)”
Into The Spiderverse is proof that live-action superhero movies will never look better than what animation can deliver. Imagine what we could have if animation weren’t so regularly seen as a lower art form than live acting. Honestly, on every aesthetic level Into The Spiderverse was absolutely phenomenal. Art direction, animation, music - all of it.
truly and this is why I hate all these “live action” remakes of animated movies, bc they run with the idea that live action is the final form of story-telling that all story-tellers should aspire to achieve when in fact animation gives more opportunity for unique & interesting expression, aesthetics, and concepts. Into The Spiderverse set a bar that I hope others will strive to meet.