It's sure been a while. I mean it's been a serious while. Moreover, you know it's been that much of a while when it was something like this to bring me back.
So many emotions, such a plethora to say, but as usual not enough time. A bit ironic considering the subject. And yes this is turning into more of an introspective the longer I go on, but the raw state of the mental is absolutely vital to writing is…
It practically pains me to give this 3 stars.
My ability to enjoy this film disintegrated about as rapidly as Suspect #2's ability to enjoy his porn once Kim Soo-hyun squashed his balls.
Horror???
When I get to serious reviews soon, this'll be my baseline.
- An absurd surplus of silence.
- My personal attachment, or lack thereof, to Baseball and sports in general. Baseball is America, the sandlot and angels in the outfield. Kids I knew growing up. Feels like a muddied view. Not so much grandeur and not so much fully matured. The red sox, the yankees, the A's, the dodgers.
- Green. Colors.
- Ability to accurately replicate life; believability.
- Specifics as to why it might belong: C a s t. (Further research req.)
- What's it all mean...? What we left unresolved.
