I’d honestly pay to let Margot Robbie yell “Suck my dick!” to my goddamn face.
Yesterday I just talked to a friend about depression and mental health issues in general, and coincidentally enough, today I saw this film. My friend, who is an MD, told me that despite depression being described as mostly gloomy emotions by the book, in reality the sufferers feel numb and empty inside. I told her that in my case emotions fulfill the law of diminishing return; you feel it intense enough and long enough it ceases to lose its significance.…
So I hesitated to rate this movie due to the chaos it inflicted to my internal self, but I landed on four stars. Below I will elaborate more why I gave it four stars in lieu of a decent review.
Hiroshima Mon Amour's first 10 minutes are hands down groundbreaking. I would never forget the longing, the yearning, the passion our both protagonists exhibit while enveloping each other in their own arms. The conversation is magical and transforms us to…
I surely had a fine time marathoning The Apu Trilogy in one evening. After watching so many complex dramas, what we need is just a simple story, humble and relatable as it is. The characters are complex and believable, and the acting performance was pleasantly realistic especially compared to other Western movies from that era. The only thing that bugs me in the movie is how unlike the older Apu is compared to his younger self.
One thing that makes…