I'm not even supposed to be here today.
(going back in time one year per month)
"I'll always go back to that church, and look at my paintings."
"I'll always go back to that church."
"One day we'll meet."
"Read me to sleep."
Dissecting this movie in any way seems to go against what I believe is its whole point… it's a movie I've generally just let wash over me in the past without really thinking what it's about, just that it really moved me in ways no other movie did, and that's probably the way…
It's taken me years to get around to seeing this because, despite how interesting it sounded, the synopsis alone was enough to depress the f**k out of me. I'm painfully aware of how long it would take for anyone to notice sometimes were I to suddenly die in my sleep or something - if it can happen to someone as apparently vivacious as Joyce then it's practically just a matter of "when" for someone like me.
Honestly, I'm not sure…
I'm not sure if this has much of a more insightful view of gay relationships than like AbFab in the 90s but it still seemed at turns more in touch and less insulting than the similarly themed and more recent Happiest Season, perhaps because it brings something of the culture (whatever that is, I battle against the idea but recognise it when I see it) into the fray (to be fair, before anyone corrects me, my memory of HS is…
I'm actually not sure how this ended up on my December watchlist for this year (I think it might be 'cos I've wanted to watch the 3rd one again for a while?) but it's a pretty amazing relic and hard to believe it's as old as the Miracle on 34th St remake (Glicker from Addams Family Values is Bernard in this? I had no idea, that was a nice year of puberty!). The fantasy is so well done, I can…
This review may contain spoilers. I can handle the truth.
Someone reminded me how much I love this film today (it doesn't take much really) n I figured I should explain here since it's in my 4 favourites… this is just a copy paste of a review I wrote last year when it came out on blu-ray…
The Little Mermaid II is honestly turning into one of my favourite movies in a very serious way. There are too many abominable reviews of it out there and I've been meaning to…
"I don't like the way some people treat you, but you don't really help them out, Dinky."
"I'm beyond men."
"I wanted this. I really did."
"It's good to want things."
Like the hyper-feminine Heathers trampling the flowerbed to Que Sera Sera, the way Winona dresses and acts in the first half of this movie - the kinda sorta love interest Thomas Wilson Brown looks more like a girl than she does - had to have got inside me…