Buzzer beater pre-Oscars watch. Procrastination over a large diet Vanilla Coke.
Final line effectively punctuated an epilogue that otherwise completely derailed my investment in this beautiful film. Despite my best wishes, and although I understand its purpose, the jump to 80s-era cheese in the final 7 minutes disrupted what I considered an unbelievably, fluid, melodic, and otherworldly gorgeous film.
The editing and movement of the first act had me wrapped around its finger. Combined with Adrien’s expectedly staggering performance, that…
