bulgogiboi

bulgogiboi

if you think your movie is too long, it is.

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  • A Touch of Fever
  • PlayTime
  • Scenes from a Marriage
  • I Am Love

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  • Nobody Knows

    ★★★★

  • async - first light

    ★★★

  • Groundhog Day

    ★★★½

  • Hollywood 90028

    ★★★★

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  • Nobody Knows

    Nobody Knows

    ★★★★

    Does anyone really know how to be a father?

    Sometimes I want simple things. A discounted cake. Instant ramen, the ones that come in bulky styrofoam bowls. A little walk. A donut. Here are a pack of children, keeping life simple by bare essential means. A mother away. Runaway fathers.

    Independence is a lonely labor of love when you watch over those in need, your own blood. Koreeda keeps a distance, allowing the children to keep a sense of peace…

  • async - first light

    async - first light

    ★★★

    Woman sleeping. City still. A passing shadow or reflection of Memoria. The woman still becomes many others. People we know, people we don’t. Old lovers. Have you stared at the bare back, naked lying, of someone you love? Where the air is full of skin and you can hear the crickets sing and the night hum?

    And the first light arrives, and your lover wakes and the world is alright because you are not alone in a bed full of dreams, in a rest full of promise for another day getting to be you.

    *𝘷𝘪𝘦𝘸𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘵 𝘔𝘰𝘛 (𝘚𝘦𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘚𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥, 𝘏𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘛𝘪𝘮𝘦 - 𝘙𝘺𝘶𝘪𝘤𝘩𝘪 𝘚𝘢𝘬𝘢𝘮𝘰𝘵𝘰)

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  • Your Name Engraved Herein

    Your Name Engraved Herein

    This movie has everything. Attacking old people. Attacking priests. White savior complexes. Pagers. CGI seagulls. A Takeshi Kaneshiro look-alike. The longest shower scene you've ever seen.

    To preface, if I hear another person compare this to CMBYN just because it's gAy I swear to god you need to sit your ass back down in queer cinema 101. Jfc.

    If anything, it seems like a prequel, a rehash, of Wong Kar Wai's Happy Together. Though, here, Birdy's "craziness" is used as…

  • White River

    White River

    ★★★★

    𝘐 𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯 𝘰𝘯 𝘢 𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵.
    𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘪𝘵’𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘮𝘺 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘬.
    𝘐𝘵’𝘴 𝘢 𝘮𝘪𝘳𝘳𝘰𝘳. 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘭𝘴𝘰 𝘢 𝘥𝘢𝘨𝘨𝘦𝘳.
    𝘍𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘮𝘺 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘤𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘪𝘵 𝘴𝘭𝘪𝘤𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘺.

    ...

    𝘔𝘺 𝘧𝘰𝘰𝘵𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘱𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘢 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘦
    𝘴𝘮𝘢𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘵 𝘢 𝘮𝘪𝘳𝘳𝘰𝘳.

    ...

    𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘰𝘥𝘺 𝘪𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘢 𝘣𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘬 𝘱𝘪𝘦𝘤𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘱𝘢𝘱𝘦𝘳
    𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘸𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘥 𝘰𝘯 𝘪𝘵.
    𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘪𝘵’𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘵𝘩 𝘰𝘳 𝘢 𝘭𝘪𝘦.
    𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘱𝘦𝘯 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘢 𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘬 𝘰𝘳 𝘢 𝘴𝘤𝘢𝘳.

    ...

    Good god was anyone else horny…