Good movie for those who want bad things to happen to dogs, sured only by that one episode of Peep Show. This is one sacred cow you don’t see slaughtered too often in cinema — or hung by the neck, or kicked off a roof, or stuffed in a locker and left to rot. All of which, I’m unashamed to say, had me laughing in ugly ways. Sorry, they’ve just had it too good for too long! Sickos only for…

I feel like, in response to growing up and realizing they’re not meant to be important artists or leaders or activists or whatever, and that they’re just living an ordinary adult life like the rest of us, certain millennials have doubled down on that disappointment from the high expectations they had in childhood and are now like, actually I am the *most* important person in every universe that exists. Multiversal main character syndrome.

With an escalating mass mental health crisis…

"I hate myself

I hate myself

I hate myself

For loving you"

The text people are searching for to decode this bizarre film is Hiroki Azuma's critical theory book Otaku: Japan's Database Animals. I first heard of the book through McKenzie Wark, who, following Azuma, posited that Japan had begun grappling with post-modernity several decades earlier than the rest of the world. This I think is true, because what began in Japan can be seen emerging in the United States…