This review may contain spoilers. I can handle the truth.
"has she started to eat at you yet?"
i put off watching this film because i knew it would break my heart to pieces, but when fio suggested it for a movie night, i committed 100%.
and yeah. it did, in fact, break my heart.
when i was 17, i was diagnosed with an eating disorder and an anxiety disorder, both of which had been taking over my life for at least four years. the whole ordeal landed me in…
NOLAN, in the inception cast email thread: hii besties xx first dibs on new roles for my last batman film?
DICAPRIO: hiiiii
NOLAN: Not you
JGL: im in if i can fuck tom this time
NOLAN: best i can do is hero worship of christian bale
JGL: ok :) yayyy
no but really. i shamelessly wanted to stare bug-eyed at an even beefier tom hardy. what i got was a confusing class commentary that escaped my first watch back in…
my friends went to watch banshees of inisherin and i wasn't able to go so watching this alone before bed was like the equivalent of a pity fuck in a crummy wendys bathroom stall. it was every bit the disappointment i went in expecting it to be. greatly enjoyed playing pokemon soulsilver the entire time and getting through half the kanto post-story though
sat with my jaw on the floor for most of it feeling like i wanted to crawl out of my skin. naomi klein's thinkpiece on this in the guardian says all that really needs to be said, but some additional, disjointed thoughts i had, especially watching this after going down the cabaret rabbit hole:
- hedwig's mother as a symbol for liberalism - sleeping while she tries to enjoy a sun that's clouded over by the smoke from incinerated bodies,…
