I just wrapped up Pearl and, honestly, it left me a bit reeling. The visuals are next-level—every shot is like a perfectly composed painting—but then Pearl just goes off the deep end. I mean, chasing dreams with a side of extreme decisions? It’s as if she’s on a whole other wavelength.
The constant tension kept me glued, and that family chaos? It’s like every character’s got their own explosive drama simmering beneath the surface. All that madness makes you wonder…
SCOTT PILGRIM VS. MY SANITY
Why did no one tell me this movie was made for me? The comic book edits, the video game energy, the soundtrack?? I feel so seen.
Also, Knives Chau is literally me. Do I also have a history of making bad choices over mediocre men? Maybe. But I’m working on it. She was out here learning kung fu and throwing hands over a guy with no job and no bed frame. We’ve gotta do better.…
You’re not in love. You’re just in love with the idea of her.
So, I just finished 500 Days of Summer and, honestly, maybe I’m the problem. Maybe I’m Summer. Maybe I’m Tom. Maybe I just need to go outside for a bit.
The soundtrack? Fire. The vibe? Chef’s kiss. The artsy indie film energy? I was all in. But Tom, my guy, you are not the main character. She literally told you from the jump that she wasn’t looking…
