guud pace
guud storytelling
guud end
that was fun
peak of bourgeois art
like who? in da hell was this written for?
for a film that i assume ? is meant somewhat to be a commentary and/or a piece of media for women to relate to, it’s crazy how flat and objectified every single woman is in this film is
this gets half a star for the insane energy in the editing for the scenes in the first 20 minutes but the rest was a waste of brain space
hearing someone talk about what they’re passionate about is one of the most beautiful things about human relationships. the relationship itself could last 5 years, 5 weeks, or 5 minutes but tuning into someone else’s wavelength, stepping into and being wholly enveloped by their zone-
this was tender.
this movie introduced me to a new appreciation for jazz and animation and reaffirmed the child within me