Illya’s staple wardrobe - let’s exclude the suits he wears as part of his cover - is no slouch either. While nowhere as fancy as Napoleon’s, those are still pretty fine classic pieces he wears in the circumstances: turtlenecks from JohnSmedley, jackets from Ralph Lauren and Baracuta.
I only hope that Gaby was not actually using a Hermes scarf to keep her hair back while in the chop shop. Ahahaha.
Mostly, suit lust aside, I’m also lusting over Victoria’s wardrobe. Sadly, the suggested clothingmatches make me weep. I may need to whip out the trusty ol’ sewing machine.
Anonymous asked: oh god while we're on the topic of napoleon & agency how about how his response to getting fucking drugged is "i'll just lay down & make myself comfortable then, been here before" TALK ABOUT CLINGING TO SCRAPS OF AUTONOMY
(x) Honestly the gender politics in this film is some curious stuff. Reverse the genders and both this scene and Napoleon bedding Victoria becomes infinitely more sinister. Same goes for Gaby slapping Illya. From start to end, Victoria treats Napoleon like a plaything, an object, something to be toyed with.
Re-blogging for the various tags, which I found rather thought provoking. The above did not occur to me at all, those three times I watched the film. However, on hindsight, this definitely seems plausible. (New headcanon?)
TMFU film character profiles, compiled by a kind person on AO3. So much love for all the tiny little details. I mean, backgammon, Solo? Really? And Illya, an Oedipus complex? (Just when you think Illya’s backstory can’t get even more angsty.)
Speaking of Solo, if he was born in 1929 and joined the army in 1945, he would have been 16, not 18 (per Illya’s research), at the time of joining. Did he lie about his age when he enlisted, I wonder.