At the time of writing this review, I’m on an airplane with my boyfriend. We have a layover in LA, a place I’ve never been to, but my best friend lives there now, and I miss her a lot, and I find her wherever I go. Even now, thousands of miles from the ground, high up in the clouds, I find her—this time, it’s in her four star rating of The Secret Garden, a film I haven’t seen in over…
