After seeing this movie, I left the theater last night to check my phone and hear about the decision to overturn Roe v. Wade.
Wait, let me preface this review because my take on this movie is irreparably tied to the exact moment that I saw it. The viewing experience was lovely -- a lively theater, sitting with a cherished loved one and a new friend, getting a little tipsy. This environment was perfect (at least for me) to enjoy…
I'm always tempted to dock half a star from this movie for the shoehorned-in voice over from Sincere at the end, but something about it resonated with me this time. I still believe it ought to have been padded out with another scene (or three! I'd watch this cinematography for another whole hour honestly), but there's a naivety to his speech about Africa, gushing about the motherland while hundreds of thousands of people gather in Times Square to ring in…
The state takes away one parent and a violent predator takes the other, leaving poor John to parent Pearl while being treated like Cinderella by his stepfather. So fucking dark and claustrophobic it's smothering.
The uncanny valley of twitterfag speak in this movie isn't unlike watching Succession -- if you have a tolerance for that, this is an excellent romcom.
There is no group in America more oppressed right now than the Licorice Pizza centrists.
Not the evil predatory tale some have made it out to be, but not nearly as thoughtful about its characters and their relationships as some of my favorite PTA films. Quite a few great moments, but an equal amount of trite and senseless ones. Alana Haim is really brilliant though, and her character ought to have been housed in a better movie.
This sounds harsh…
At a loss for words here. The Skype ringtone activates my fight or flight response and I was an isolated dysphoric teenager, so naturally, this film was made for me. The internet has made us all lonelier than we've ever been.
