One of the more elaborate ad campaigns I’ve ever seen. UPS stocks must’ve been at an all time low in 2000.

One of the few films I’ve gone back and forth on and come away with new wrinkles every time. For all of its murkiness and question marks though, Call Me By Your Name knows exactly what it is what it wants it to be, which is one of the best and most summer films of all time. Though the film stutters on some of its fronts, I’ll always have that itch to return to its intoxicating world of relaxation, irresponsibilities, and isolation.

McQueen was great and all, but Rick Dalton is Rick fucking Dalton. Don’t you forget that. 

Huge misstep by the casting team.

I now know where Wes Anderson gets his peppy soundtracks and zooms.