He's from New Orleans, not Baton Rouge.
He's from New Orleans, not Baton Rouge.
The number of calls/texts/messages my roommate and I have been getting from family and friends in California and other states making sure we're okay would lead me to assume the story is getting pretty extensive coverage.
It actually reminds me a lot of when Isaac hit a few years ago and just got stuck. Rain and rain and rain and rain and rain.
This all seems… appropriate.
The aggressively over-the-top lampshading of all the colander business is what made it work so well for me. I thought that whole thread worked like gangbusters.
Orgy of the Life Nonconforming.
Prisoners and Sicario were great, and I'm looking forward to this one, but Enemy was such an incomprehensible mess.
More accurately, he now looks the way Redford looked when Redford first cast him as a young Redford type.
I can still barely make it through Mr. and Mrs. Smith.
Yeah…
The way Ophelia is positioned in that painting (and Sarah Lynn in its copy) is also almost identical to the way she's positioned on that dirty mattress with BoJack.
I have(?) one friend who loves the show as much as I do and is likely caught up, but… for various and sundry reasons that friendship seems to have ended about three weeks ago, so… not really a conversational option, that.
But… what if interacting with celebrities is the only thing I could ever become spectacularly good at?
This fucking show.
My disgust at the very concept of Jared Leto "going deep" is even more visceral than I would have expected.
Despite being the exact perfect age when this movie came out to have loved it, I never did. Loved the look of it, and the idea of it, but not the film itself.
Ta!!
If that's the only hard part, I think you're doing it wrong.
I know that every single movie in this franchise is objectively bad, yet I love them all so hard and will definitely see this one in theaters.