Stop steering and start driving.
BOOOOOOM!!!!
This was probably one of my favorite theater experiences in recent memories. I grew up with speed racer yet I found myself not remembering much of the movie going into it. I hadn’t seen this movie since but, as we were watching the memories came flooding in. I remember getting my Mach 5 toy from a box of cheerios, I remember getting my Mach 6 toy from a happy meal and, I remember riding…
Never has a movie made me feel the way The Brutalist has. I left the theater with a new found sense of pride and appreciation for my heritage. To see this story, that is one of thousands, and learn what a Jewish family went through to live "the American dream" makes me so grateful that I am able to be where I am today. Not only me but, my parents and grandparents. The life we live really is so special.…
I really did not expect to love this but I did. Like Lynch said,
“I don't know why people expect art to make sense. They accept the fact that life doesn't make sense."
One of the most artistic people to ever walk the earth.
Also happy for the guy next to us that thought every single thing was the funniest shit he’s ever seen. Loved that he let every single person in the theater know too!
Being able to have an almost sold out screening of something I’ve edited is truly special. Such a cool experience.
