dEL’s review published on Letterboxd:
"Now is the winter of our disco tent"
-Britney Shakespears
This is the best film ever since the last one I liked. The bits I liked were good except for the bad bits which I did not like which were bad and I did not like them. The cindermatographies were pretty good and I especially liked the cymbolism. The cymbals were that man's hatred of stuff is not thingy and shit. A good thing about the acting is that the people in this film were pretending to be other people and that's why they had two names in the credits; you see one is their real name and one is their character name. The film is black and white but that's bullshit because most of it is grey. There are boobs. Yay boobs. Even grey boobs are cool. But not cold LOL. In my closing statement i'd like to say that I think Roaming Poleansky is a good directioner and I had pizza.