Favorite films
Don’t forget to select your favorite films!
Don’t forget to select your favorite films!
This review may contain spoilers. I can handle the truth.
One of my all-time favorite theater experiences was watching INSIDE OUT by myself in a crowded theater, just weeks after moving from Texas all the way to Chicago, choking back heaving sobs so as not to disturb the kids and parents around me. This film didn’t affect me as much, if only because I didn’t need the same catharsis at 35 as I did at 26, but I’ll remember for a long time the painful escalation of Riley’s anxiety attack, and especially the poignant image of Anxiety frozen in place at the controls.
It's only been about 12 hours since I watched it, but I expect this will persist as one of my favorite queer films of all time.
This review may contain spoilers. I can handle the truth.
I’ve never reacted so emotionally to a film as I did to Inside Out. Like, for about 10 minutes, I was consciously willing myself not to sob audibly in my crowded theater. (I nearly couldn’t help it when Joy started crying over the forgotten memories she found in the Abyss.) That was the case primarily for two reasons, I think: First, because I moved to Chicago about three weeks ago, which involved saying goodbye to the city where I’d lived…
My friend Lucas, who has never played a Mario game, confidently announced, “It’s Thomas Bomb!” every time a Bullet Bill appeared onscreen