shawty: you must be some goofy ass fight choreography in blade at 1:49:02 if you think you gonna get some

me:

this movie was literally the equivalent of it was all just a dream

it was as though it were the unlawful precipitates of dreams

Like how Mr Chow ed those years indistinctly, I felt like this movie was the kind of  collection of memories that I’d pull out of my dreams

Not a whole lot of atoning tbh

you shouldn't be allowed to write this well

lowkey I can see why propaganda films work

genuinely shocked they managed to do all the episodes in one shot each

I maintain things have gone to shit since Bowie died

tbh watching it in the old geography theatre wasn’t ideal

call me Prometheus the way this movie kept on tearing out my liver (and heart)

at this point I can't really tell if I want to get into Hugh Grant's pants or if I actually just want to be him