“killing a dream with a gun is a bad american custom” or whatever mrs. muldroone said.
i love crazy people like this. you couldn’t convince me this was ever a script. 100% real.
first movie i watched since moving to LA! :)
“killing a dream with a gun is a bad american custom” or whatever mrs. muldroone said.
i love crazy people like this. you couldn’t convince me this was ever a script. 100% real.
first movie i watched since moving to LA! :)
because....whoever wrote the screenplay...is suffering from “i grew up as a gifted child now i am depressed”
themes: white, privilege, ivy league, daddy got me a job, everyone around me is dumb and predictable, i am a genius, ugh! why am i not happy! hot, smart boyfriend!
the overall effect of the score on my fellow theatre-goers after the final scene was an interesting experience, but i can’t say it offered much else. i was excited for this one too.
the plot was about as sterile as it comes.
maybe i just dont have the mental capacity to appreciate it the way some savant might or maybe i just don’t want to appreciate it.
maybe both.
i will say i kept calling them fat fucking bitches in my head, so when they started oinking at each other in bed, i was pleased.