Wish I’d watched sooner
This review may contain spoilers. I can handle the truth.
why was this really pivotal for me
half-star uptick if and only if the director’s cut offers assurance that audrey ends up in her disposal-in-sink/plastic-on-furniture/fridge full of frozen dinners dream home in a green place miles from skid row proper. the bar was not high.
“feed me, seymour” was, for some reason, an unofficial motto of mine for much of youth even though i’d never been exposed to this heavyweight from which it originated so fuck you to all the…