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.
Only Oscar Isaac would wear JEANS during a drug raid. I thought the denim was weighing him down as he was chasing an escapee in the first scene, but little did I know that he wanted to be weighed down! Not as good as his Poe Dameron jackets.