CINEMATIC MILES MORALES (Extra shots)
These are some other shots from the first shoot for the Cinematic Miles Morales Cosplay. I just felt that I should share them with you guys.
Keep your eyes peeled for the NYC shoot and well as other projects that involve cameras. The next shoot one will show more of Miles’ special abilities and hopefully recreations of some the comic book covers as if they were live action. (Yes some of these are screenshots) This is fun and I hope you guys enjoy! Photos were taken by friend Pierre Brevard https://www.facebook.com/pierre.brevard?fref=ts and my friend Nyres Colbert https://www.facebook.com/nyresthepoet?fref=ts
Please enjoy and reblog! Also…that Selfie was not scripted. That literally happen on set. People want to take picture. So we’re all like, “It’s all good. Go for it.” Fun times. Hahaha :)
God, the look on his face here - that smile, that absolute feral smirk when he knows the bullet’s connected, and the shot is fatal. I’ve seen meta suggesting this is where the programming breaks down because how could the Marvel universe’s deadliest assassin miss, but to me that’s not at all what’s happening here. Bucky’s just been strangled unconscious; he’s likely still stunned. Steve’s dislocated his human shoulder and twisted and warped the plates on his left arm in their previous fight. Bucky isn’t missing because he wants to; he’s missing because he’s stumbling, dizzy, unable to aim. He’s missing because his arm isn’t stable. Look at that third gif; he’s in pain as he’s shooting; the blowback from each pull of the trigger is making him wince and he’s having trouble keeping his arm steady. And through all of that, despite the fact his body — his ultimate weapon — is failing him, this is still his mission. More than that, the mission is personal. That, above all else, is where the programming is cracking: the Winter Soldier isn’t supposed to think in terms of personal; he isn’t supposed to want for himself, even if that want is violence, is retribution. He’s supposed to follow orders, and in this moment, he wants to cause harm to someone who’s getting the better of him. Tit for tat. He feels threatened by this man who’s making him feel, and he wants those feelings to stop. And he’s willing to push his broken, twisted body to the breaking point to do it.
We see this again, not long after, when he breaks down farther, is left backhanding Steve, repeated, distressed and sloppy hits that don’t mange to kill him, despite the fact that earlier we saw a single punch destroy concrete. In those final blows we can hear his arm squeaking, plates grinding against each other - we get a real sense of how damaged he is. But he’s fighting, not on the orders of others, but because the things Steve is saying are terrifying and he wants them to stop, no matter the cost.
And now compare this — how damaged he is physically, how much pain he’s in, and how much of that pain he’s willing to ignore if it will make the main causing the chaos in his head stop talking — to what he must go through, jumping in to the Potomac after Steve. Using his crushed and warped left arm to pull him to safety; using his dislocated right arm to move both of their bodies through the water. The amount of pain he’s ignoring to save Steve; to save something important to him; to complete a mission of his own choosing. And it’s completely, wholly altruistic. He walks away: injured and without any concept of his own identity or where he should go from here. The man on the ground — he’s the Soldier’s only link. Someone who’s repeatedly offered to help him, to save him. And the Soldier stays only long enough to make sure the man’s still breathing, to make sure he’s in clear enough view to be saved by his own team, before disappearing again.
For seventy years, Bucky’s entire existence has been a backdrop of pain that he’s learned to wear like a skin. But that moment marks the first time he’s used his resilience against it for his own ends, against those who have made him into a weapon of destruction.
I will never get over this final scene.
This is a good read and I recommend reading the whole thing, but I really just love this:
“I hope it’s remembered for the experience that happened in the six days in between the airings of the episodes. As a TV viewer, for so long I had been feeling, with the exception of some of the things that were happening on cable like The Sopranos, that there weren’t really any watercooler shows that gave that feeling of, ‘I can’t wait to see what’s going to happen next.’ The last time I had really experienced that feeling on network TV was with the X-Files and then more recently Alias, which I was just as obsessed with as you were.
It was about that level of anticipation. I understand that Christmas morning is really important. But I’m a Christmas Eve guy. The level of excitement that I felt as a kid on Christmas Eve, and now as a parent that I watch my kid experience, that sense of anticipation and excitement, I just feel like it’s so hard to generate that feeling in people. We are inclined to be cynical because we protect ourselves from potential disappointment, but just that sense of, ‘Oh I really can’t wait for this’ is so cool. As much as I love binge-viewing myself, you cannot experience that while binge-watching a show. I binge-watched the first two seasons of Breaking Bad and then I was caught up for season three, and then I started to have that feeling of like, ‘Oh my god, it’s so exciting now that I’m now anticipating what is going to happen next.’
The other thing I remember so fondly is that feeling that you were a part of something. The feeling that you were a part of this community of people who were watching the show and arguing about this show and theorizing about this show and and just the intense speculation about the mythology. The passion in people’s voices when they would talk about the show.
I think that the show was so full of life for so long and that’s what I would wish is to just kind of remember that level of excitement that people experienced as they were watching the show.”