The tears I will cry for Milo Ventimiglia are neverending, apparently.

Modern masterpiece and I won’t hear anything beside it. Still holds up.

Up there with the best films about male friendship. Feminist, LGBTQ+ positive, shits on toxic masculinity and has a banging soundtrack. Fun and funny.

My only issue is that there isn’t more Donald Glover singing.

This review may contain spoilers. I can handle the truth.

Those last 5 minutes really fucking hit you. This is a masterpiece.