this is my whole life
fucking fascinating. captures so many genres in a very satisfying and unexpected way. impeccably performed and directed by every party — the composition of the film is stunning. i actually WISH they had divided it into two parts to fix some of the rushed pacing but understand the decision to keep it as one so that it didn’t end up in the semi-bland territory of Mockingjay: Part 1. by FAR the most violent Hunger Games installment in a palatable yet newly…
films that surf's up (2007) is better than:
-anything quarantine tarantula has ever made
-any of the oscar winners for best picture from the last ten years with the exception of parasite
-the entirety of the star wars sequel trilogy
-that one movie leo finally won an oscar for where he yells at a bear or something
-gwyneth paltrow's entire filmography
alright. this is at least the fifth relatively horrible sebastian stan movie that i’ve seen that circulates around him having gratuitous sex/being hot and domineering/being fully nude at this point. i have come to three (3) conclusions based on this concept:
1. his agent skims scripts until she sees a sex scene and then does not read the rest and proceeds to book him the job.
2. his agent is just as horny for him as we are.
3. while she is genuinely terrible at her job, she deserves a handwritten letter on behalf of all seb stan stans thanking her for for her service.