“It’s time to let go.”
Movie equivalent of a fist pump. Rules in a different stratosphere from anything of the last decade.
Wow! A fascinatingly unique little film that blew me away in a lot of ways I wasn’t expecting. Through only these three sequences, Aaron Sorkin, Danny Boyle, and this incredible cast manage to craft a riveting portrait of these moments and ultimately the flawed man underneath them. The script from Sorkin is masterful, just as most of his work tends to be. The level of entertainment value, dynamic energy, and sheer firepower that the lines in this movie carry is…
“We’d only been gone for two days but somehow the town seemed different… smaller.”
It only seems fitting that the best film about friendship and childhood summers also comes with the most poignant reminder that they all end someday. I probably won’t realize their importance until long after their gone but hey, that’s growing up right? A beautiful little movie.
The silver screen, the projector, the red velvet seats, the marquee; they glow under the summer sunset. It's not a perfect world, and it never will be. But for a second, as the sunlight fades from those nine famous white letters, it just might be. For just that one magical second, there's no place I'd rather be than the city of stars and it's shimmering, golden glow.
As Marvin Schwarz would say, "What a picture!" None of this movie feels…