Carrie Coon deserves a place in television history for this show.
Carrie Coon deserves a place in television history for this show.
Having only caught up on, like, the first quarter of the year so far (which means mostly foreign stuff that originally premiered in festivals in 2015):
I literally watched Right Now, Wrong Then thirty minutes ago and thought, "What a wonderful, wonderful movie that sadly won't make a lot of year-end lists."
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I can't wait to watch this delightful piece of escapism from our current political reality.
The audience's confused, near-silent, vaguely irritated reaction made her win all the more special.
Not gonna lie, I clicked this review because I wanted to find out what "MSTRKRFT" stood for.
I can't believe that, on top of everything else, this happened on the eve of the Tonys. It's like God is shaking America by the shoulders and yelling, "YOU HAVE A PROBLEM TO ADDRESS!!!!"
I just want to step up and be the one to say that I'm in awe at everything about Beyoncé and I love the fact that she exists and also we should all appreciate the fact that the undisputed biggest star in pop music is so keen on pushing herself artistically, because that's kind of amazing in our day and age. The last…
It's funny you should say that, because Tilda has actually gone on record to say that she does not understand the concept of method acting, or something along those lines.
It was definitely better than The fucking Revenant.
and i destroy it
Ratatouille probably doesn't count, though, because, more than any other Pixar movie, it's almost not targeted at kids at all. I love it to pieces today, but I remember watching it as a nine-year-old and only being mildly amused at some of the physical comedy.
How DARE they enjoy the process of making a movie.
And America.
The hate for Boyhood hurts my heart. It's probably in my all-time top 5.
Jackson (and Leo too, why not) deserved a nomination for sure, but you people forget that 2012 was the year of Philip Seymour Hoffman in The Master.
My friends all love it. I'll have to see it so I'm the one who bitches about it when people bring up their love for it, a la The Imitation Game last year.
Oh yeah. Seeing David Oyelowo and Chris Pine with tears in their eyes after that was cathartic.
I would watch Dawn of Justice in a theater if all the staring culminated in a steamy sex scene.