6. the lord of the rings trilogy
pippin: home is behind, the world ahead… and there are many paths to tread… through shadow… to the edge of night… until the stars are all alight… mist and shadow, cloud and shade… all shall fade… all… shall… fade.
(i used the return of the king poster because it’s my favourite of the three)
7. adventureland
joel: what’s the point of being a writer or an artist anyway? herman Melville wrote fuckin’ moby dick, he was so poor and forgot by the time he died that in his obituary they called him henry Melville. you know, like why bother? they’re just going to forget our fuckin’ names anyway. i heard em went back to new york.
james: i wish it didn’t end like that, i should’ve - i don’t know… your herman melville story that - that’s bullshit.
joel: it’s true, they called him henry.
james: no, i mean, he wrote a seven-hundred page allegorical novel about the whaling industry. i think he was a pretty passionate guy, joel. i hope they call me henry when i die, too.
joel: one can only hope