Good christ....My pants just fell off looking at that.

I hear you. I genuinely adored my late husband...but I fear the sweetheart suffers a bit in comparison to my soon to be second. Not because he is new, but because he is so open and kind and emotionally available, and his family isn’t toxic, and there is no borderline stepdaughter...and things are very, very peaceful.

I have it...I have it now, after losing my husband 6 years ago to cancer. I adored my husband, but what I have now is next level stuff, and unlike anything I have ever experienced.

This has a quiet, dark genius to it.

THIS....holy cow...this.

THANK YOU...I would love to read your take on this.

My GAWD, Niecey Nash is so smoking hot. Sorry..but..on top of all those other things...and she has so many things, there is also this thing. HOT.

I was three years into widowhood before I could even think about it, and I was in my early forties.

Same here. Rickman bothered me too, but of all the deaths of the last few years...Williams and Bowie have fucked me up good.

I will celebrate his (hopefully painful, and utterly natural) death as a fucking holiday.

Fucking broke my heart. I know their reasoning..you have to be better than your enemy, etc...rule of law at all costs. I get it. BUT THERE ARE MONSTERS IN SUITS HERE NOW, and they don’t give a fuck.

Wow....get outta my head.

THIS IS THE REAL VILLAIN.....and I wish more people knew this. 45 is just a useful idiot...a temporary bull in the china shop...we can sweep up his damage.

Tee hee~ Oh yes.

Actually..I liked that as well. There are MANY films I enjoy that other people find lousy...which is hilarious to me, given that film works or doesn’t work not only on it’s own merits, but how the experience of watching it is subjectively for each viewer....how it makes them feel, like any type of art (or…

oooh...good point. Many a good thing has suffered in terrible packaging.

It’s very evocative and has some AMAZINGLY powerful and eerie scenes and I like its aethestics. So there.

A sharp response. Astute, and likely right on.

My shame love is M.Night’s “The Village”.......oh man, it makes people rend their clothes at me.

I remain dazzled, daily, by the things white people decide is worth getting their knickers in a twist over.