those mickey's were so fine they blew my mind
#submissiveandbreedable
the least queer thing about this film was me (a gold-star lesbian) drooling over drew starkey in that gossamer-thin, transparent sage green shirt
serious review: the constant aching desire to literally be within the skin of the person you love in order to reach peak intimacy was illustrated so beautifully here. to be seen, to be wanted - in lee's case, an impossible dream.
the biggest vibe. viola davis was the epitome of gaslight, gatekeep, girlboss