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The other night I had a dream that I was about to start my first shift on an oil rig. My shift started at 11:30 and it was 11:27, I was struggling to put my clothes on, I put on my hat and looked in the mirror and it was a small neon blue plastic cowboy hat and I thought well great I’m gonna be late and look ridiculous on my first day. Then I woke up and it was…

This movie really goes for it and doesn’t hold back! Incredibly relatable message - especially as I stack up more years! Chasing beauty and youth is ruinous! We are pushed to do so by society and ourselves.. to disastrous ends! The bravery by these gals to go all in with the body horror and nudity was refreshing to me. This is our lane .. and the gals embraced it and owned it. So funny too and perfectly over the top! I think this film created a new genre… What shall we call it?

the dawn breaks and a city wakes, workers mingle in public transport while the lights of businesses all around blinker into colourful life. the petty chaos of city life, all swept away by the ocean, anytime you like. the buzz of a metropolis in full throttle, ready for the long day's journey into night. and then, it will all start again. such are the cycles of city life. 

to surrender to All We Imagine As Light is to immerse oneself…

I hate Wallace. I find him despicable. It is not simply that he is ugly—which he is—it is his seemingly bottomless stupidity that so offends. His infinite capacity for being a mark is infuriating; and one cannot even delight in his suffering because he is too dumb to comprehend the peril he continuously places himself in. I used to feel sympathy for Gromit, but he is an enabler, and therefore a fool undeserving of pity himself, and one is ultimately left in the position of siding with the fierce, cunty penguin. Let him have his diamonds.

wallace, you’ve done it again. you have managed to piss me off to no end. you blubbering buffoon. you lazy stupid oaf. pay your council tax and show gromit some fucking respect.

pretty delicious: a girl cries out into the night, begging for something to happen to her. are girls born freaky, or do they have freakiness thrust upon them? lana del rey released born to die like 13 years ago; the girl—particularly the millennial girl—as agent-in-her-own-subjugation is familar by now. enter Christmas 2024: a gen-X babygirl and, in nosferatu, a gen-Z coquetterrorist. it's the most wonderful time of the year, honey

i'm not objective, but i think depp is one of…

Babygirl

Babygirl

★★★★

what makes this work instead of following traditional narrative conventions, is the non-judgemental approach of its characters avoiding condescension and simplification. instead of sensationalizing their behaviors, their choices are used to delve into the intricate emotions that drive their characters’ actions. kidman and dickinson are such a complimentary pair, both bring a blend of vulnerability and authenticity to their roles. their on-screen chemistry elevates the film, making it a truly cinematic experience.

babygirl is anchored by a clever script that…