Instead we’re all Tahani and Jason: one-note and stagnant.
Mr. Knightley’s position and relevance to the Woodhouse family are not once explained in this film, and if the representation in Clueless is inaccurate, then I still have no idea why he’s always around.
That point aside, though, Trump doesn’t have Maleficent’s stoicism, Mother Gothel’s manipulative skills, or Ursula’s show-stopping stage presence.
Perhaps what I really need to invest in is a nightlight. Preferably dinosaur shaped.
But this is not an obituary or a hagiography or a remembrance.
Life has not been kind to you, but you are so unfailingly kind to it.
I detangle earbuds before including them, ready to start a playlist inspired by fleeting feelings my words can’t capture.
Her comment broke the meditative silence of our post-dinner respite, and we stumbled into the idea with the dazed confusedness of young students in the presence of wisdom.
I prefer everything with subtitles anyway.
The moment I began to slide, I thought of nothing.