Sad to say that it's been a few months since I've sat down and watched an entire movie, the longest I've gone without doing so since I got into films. I just feel like most movies aren't worth my time and energy if I'm not watching them in a theater, honestly. (And I really don't think the pandemic ever waned enough to justify returning to theaters—and it looks like it'll stay that way for a while longer, even…
A really fun time. Maybe too fun for its own good.
The first act resembled a modernized mixture of Virgin Suicides and Dazed and Confused, but that feeling's abruptly lost after a turning point that I still don't fully understand. And its characterizations are too faint to make its breezy omniscience work as well as it does in something like Dazed and Confused.
But still, a really fun time. So many painfully awkwardly funny moments, à la Eighth Grade. Loved…
"I'm not afraid of the future."
"You should be."
Watching Charlize breakdown over her annoying ass children gave me a whole lot of anxiety and sympathy, neither of which were expected, and reaffirmed my desire to never have children.
Confidently and impressively directed and edited, with a surprising amount of visual flair. Mackenzie Davis is incredibly charming, a perfect contrast to Theron's raggedness. Oh, and there's an all too brief montage of Cyndi Lauper songs.
In many ways, this year's…