Now these are the *deep* heterosexual mysteries. GOD it's so peculiar I LOVE it. JANE!
I deliberately constructed the most chill, non-scary environment in which to watch this, because I’ve made mistakes before. I started it in broad daylight, around 2pm in the afternoon on a sunny October Sunday, and—and I’m very proud of this maneuver—I’d begun a timed series of mild cooking tasks that I would have to periodically pause and tend to. This was perfect, because it meant I never allowed any dread to build for too long, and then I had a…