This review may contain spoilers. I can handle the truth.
Gotta love Chekhov's Mud Bath. In hindsight, feels like I should have expected it but somehow got caught offguard anyway.
Loved this. A better, warmer, more personal take on what The Square was doing, with an interesting main character and lots of humour that didn't feel smug or forced. Have to admit that I found Matthias kinda uncomfortably relatable at certain points, lol. I still have to digest this one but definitely one of the month's highlights for me.
Listen to the sounds of Winnipeg
The white breathing of a nocturnal city in the sad, sad worldIf you're sad and like beer, I'm your lady
Winnipeg has been chosen four years in a row by The London Times as the world's capital of sorrow
- Venetian Snares - Winnipeg Is A Frozen Shithole
It's a song by a Winnipegger who made it, and an entire album of the same name, as a tribute to his hometown. Listen to…
I haven't laughed this hard in a long time, I think my neighbors might be worried about me now. Anyway, this is a total joy if you're at all into theatre, slapstick, chaos, and SARDINES!
This has a good motherfuckin' premise: you gotta have one last party with your bitch before you ditch her, maybe give her one last fuckin' foot massage, you know what I'm sayin'? But man, they had to fuck this shit up with meta “jokes” and Kierkegaard references and repetition and shit. And there's no fuckin' depth to it, nothing to explain this relationship or why they splittin' ways. Not much of this shit is funny, interesting, or relatable. These motherfuckers…
