i left the theater with jelly legs. gosh. incredible anxiety-riddled finale. i felt so sick to my stomach at so many points in the movie just from pure anxiety. totally unnerving and exhilarating. obsessed with jk simmons and miles teller's bizarre masochistic chemistry, or how my brother put it "their total love knife relationship".
never say "not my tempo" in my presence unless you want me to barf.