didn’t watch it
Every black person born in America was born on Beale Street, born in the black neighborhood of some American city, whether in Jackson, Mississippi, or in Harlem, New York. Beale Street is our legacy.
ethereal. i don’t know what else to say.... simply poetic. this story was handled with such care, knowing not to go down the same line as many such films tend to do and feed off of and expound upon the trauma of its [black] characters; shoving their…
thank you vincent van gogh for inventing the colour yellow.
this was such a beautiful and bitter story of a tortured artist who only wanted to show people life through his paintings. the cinematography and direction were something i’ve never seen before. it was at times jarring, dizzying and unpredictable but all together a beautiful union. i love how it allowed us to get inside the mind of van gogh. willem was extraordinary. when will people recognise his TALENT.