a society where joaquin fucking phoenix still doesn't have an oscar, is a society i don't want to live in

basically amy adams is the three-eyed raven with a duolingo degree

if rosamund pike tazed me i would be happy, i'm sorry to peter dinklage, but i'm different

5:55 fighting
43:04 kissing
1:07:09 marriage story screaming
1:22:03 making out
1:33:23 silently fighting
me: *chandler bing voice* shut up! shut up! sHuT uP!

this movie starts us right off with a psychedelic colonoscopy to signify how clenched our asses will be for the next 2 hours and 15 minutes and i call this.... and i cannot stress this enough............... poetic cinema

when the movie ended and martin scorsese's name appeared on the screen, a woman who was sitting next to me in the theatre stood up, clapped for a little while and then said WELL DONE, MARTY for everyone to hear and i can honestly say i have never been more represented by a person in my entire life

well done, marty
well done, robert
well done, al
well done, joe
well done, harvey
well done, y'all