am currently sitting and sobbing, trying to conceptualize the way this movie made me feel.
the last 30 seconds of this movie is a type of pain i wouldn’t wish on my worst enemy
apparently all a movie needs is nicole kidman’s fuck ass bob and a talking bear to enjoy myself
the shots in this movie are where my stars come in. more stars for jamie foxx. holy fuck did i love the rhythm of this movie. i rebelled against watching it because it was my exs favorite and now i just feel stupid. tarantino may have a foot fetish but that man knows how to capture a story