76-year-old midwestern suburbanite
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This review may contain spoilers. I can handle the truth.
loved the cinematography, soundtrack, and the dichotomy of parts 1 and 2. a very memorable movie.
filled to the brim with scenes exploring sexual tension, somehow in relation with brutalist architecture (which i still don't personally understand, sorry Ethel Cain).
i'd love to say that the buildings made by the main character transformed the way i saw brutalist architecture, but honestly, they didn't. this did do a great job at highlighting the unique struggle for immigrants during this period in American…
If I had a delayed court case for every time the justice system fell short in this, I’d be waiting a lifetime.
Guy is quite possibly the worst husband ever
and for Argyron Stavropolous: I can't tell if this name is incredibly beautiful & niche, or utterly deplorable. either way, it's stupid that Polanski goes from naming characters: Grace, Guy, Donald, Abraham, Louis, Edward, Minnie, Roman, or Terry- to fucking Argyron Stavropolous.
in conclusion, fuck them kids