Tears in Heaven lol
Insert gif of self-satisfied Antonio Banderas at his computer screen.
That is all I can see when I try to imagine the makers of Promising Young Woman coordinating the jukebox soundtrack of mostly terrible covers of familiar tunes that accompany the narrative almost the entire duration. Let’s take a gander at the song titles: “Boys,” “It’s Raining Men,” “He Hit Me (And It Felt Like a Kiss),” “Can’t Help the Way I Feel,” “2 Become 1,” “Toxic,” “Angel of the…
Holy shit. Holiday Heart plays so fervently by its own insane rules and unparalleled structure that it feels like the highest art form of a distant planet that found its way to earth in ways both mysterious and serendipitous. No words could ever truly capture Holiday Heart's majesty; I've never seen something quite like this bewildering treasure.