i was 18 years old. the uber car was small but it was warm and i was in that fuzzy, clouded sort of headspace where you want to go to sleep but can't. he was nice. he was maybe in his thirties or late twenties and he had a cool tattoo and we got to talking. he had been to a lot of concerts. i was telling him about music i liked. he pulled up towards my dorm, turned around,…
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All That Jazz 1979
select the answer that best fits the question
i. why are you breathing so hard?
a) i danced for the producers until sweat ran down my back and stained my armpits. i am too old to be doing this but i don't know who i am when the lights are off.
b) there's a cigarette in my mouth like it's an accessory
c) i'm hurtling towards some kind of destiny because i want to outrun another
d) the hospital bed…
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A Clockwork Orange 1971
look hopefully by now, y'all know me and know that when i don't enjoy a movie, that doesn't mean that i don't see the merit of it or that i want to attack its fans. art is subjective and art like this has been a staple for as long as it has because it's so open to interpretation.
okay- so i'm sorry but i thought this was just morally nasty and nihilistic to the point that i couldn't get any…
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Fallen Angels 1995
i've never lived in a city.
i've driven past flashing lights in the dark, as a sad song blasted out of my radio and i struggled to hold back tears. i've holed myself up in a claustrophobic one room dorm and stared at the empty walls. i've spent late nights at the corner store and i've sat alone after dark in a wide-open space, not doing anything in particular, not going anywhere important.
i've been with someone, in the same…