“brother, we here to become human again”
haven’t cried this much in a while. this was so beautiful. the arts will never die
“you are not truly present nor alive, as if you were at the whim of another…like a doll, and someone or some thing had the power to breathe life into you, to move you?”
cried this time around, twice. opening and ending scenes will forever be seared into my brain. this is by far eggers’ best
walking out the theatre rn crying and my hands are shaking as I type this. this is everything I could’ve asked for. I don’t know what else to say