Today, strive to be a bit more like Frances: twirl in the streets to some Bowie, tell your best friend you love them. But most importantly, keep at it—don’t give up. Frances’ friends were honest enough to tell her she didn’t have her shit together.
Frances got her shit together.
You can too.
Think Mysterious Skin but Hollywood.
And camp. Expensive camp. Watching two decorated actresses out-ham (out-ham?) each other was a delight.
Initially the film incited a bit of tonal whiplash, but I believe Haynes will be lauded for telling a bold story in such an unconventional way—the grandiose, melodramatic score enforced by the borderline-silly overacting, the congregation of two oblivious caricatures whose motivations fly over each other’s heads, all contrasted by bigger, bleaker revelations.
May December encapsulates life’s quieter chaoses and how duller tools in the shed are tasked with navigating them, ensuing in tone deaf hilarity but, ultimately, harmful repercussions.
1. “Take My Breath Away” 4:17 | Berlin
2. “Toxic” 3:19 | Britney Spears
3. “Get Another Boyfriend” 3:05 | Backstreet Boys
4. “Jump” 4:02 | Van Halen
5. “Country Pie” 1:37 | Bob Dylan
6. “U Can't Touch This” 4:16 | MC Hammer
7. “One Dance” 2:54 | Drake
8. “Dancing Queen” 3:50 | ABBA
9. “Crying in the Club” 3:36 | Camila Cabello
10. “We Are Never Ever Getting Back Together” 3:13 | Taylor Swift
If directors were cam girls
Ridley Scott: not sure if tonight’s show will be good but stick around to find out, you never know!
Burton: with me tonight are returning guests Helena and Johnny
Chazelle: jazz for me baby
Wes Anderson: *attempts to stay center-frame at all times*
Shyamalan: watch until the end. it’ll be worth it, I promise. ;)
Guadagnino: this’ll be another long one, we’ll be streaming Tilda sun comes up
Edgar Wright: with me tonight are returning…