‘I Don’t Love You Anymore’: A Goodbye
Marek’s uncareful camera is the main vessel for a cinematic conversation around consent.
Marek’s uncareful camera is the main vessel for a cinematic conversation around consent.
There are no high stakes, no trying absurd menu items, no rushing.
All I could do was cry as this small orange cat decided that I was trustworthy.
Imagine if we cloned ourselves as a normal part of middle school and each of our clones, identical to us in every way, went off to live independent lives.
I think I could be sixty years old, getting ready for retirement, and still not feel fully like the adult of the house.
(It will turn out, just not until the party has already begun.)
One report said, “Pedestrian vs. car, with significant damage to car.”
I can’t get away with finishing this review without addressing the damp Colin Firth scene.
It feels like the team working on this musical doesn’t believe anyone wants to go to a musical
The conversation turns from hopes to fears to hilarity and back again. We have known each other for years, and yet our words are new.