If you look at me, who do I look at?
My chest hurts from not breathing for the last 116 minutes.
If you look at me, who do I look at?
My chest hurts from not breathing for the last 116 minutes.
I needed this. I needed Andrew Garfield’ teary eyes and Florence Pugh’s short, short bangs. And by the way, who allowed her to look so beautiful bald?!
The egg cracking, the ice skating, the note taking… I’m *this* close to walking in the middle of the road, hoping to get run over by Florence Pugh.
Oh, and the gas station scene. PURE CINEMA. Sanjaya and Jane were the MVPs of this movie, give that poor man a holiday after that shift.
Even the two girls next to me who were giggling and whispering through the entire movie couldn’t ruin this for me.