The best kind of bad.
It is only when we are the farthest away from home that we realize just how much we love it.
Lady Bird is carefully built, with love and attention, and thus, it ends up being the most honest film of the year.
Oh, Greta Gerwig, you really know my heart.
PS: I went to see it with my mother, and the first thing I did once the movie ended was hug her.
Why do we love fairy tales?
Sure there are the adventures and the heroes & heroines and the castles, but isn't it really because they transport us into another world—a magical one—but also one that could be? Because they reflect ourselves and our lives through a different lens? They are simply structured, they use clear tropes, they are even predictable, but their beauty comes from teaching us how to be and how we are kind, and good, and human.