
loaded question: do you remember how you filled your time before smartphones?
Was it a horrible exercise in stewing, sulking, or despairing nothingness?

Was it a horrible exercise in stewing, sulking, or despairing nothingness?

The Disney paradigm is hard at play again here, its familiarity offset by its inspiration in Southeast Asian culture and mythology. Sweepingly told, gorgeously animated, and audaciously optimistic.

A marvelously strange and perplexing meta meditation on human connection and ritual, on fact and fiction, on emotional truth. An existential cinematic rabbit hole as only Werner Herzog can deliver.

This wonder of a film wrecked me. In the best possible way. It directly confronts cynicism and misanthropy, and asks us to let them go if we can. I really needed its message. The whole world does now.
This is the first argument against William Shakespeare as the playwright that seems convincing to me. And it’s not only plausible but deliciously radical.

Star Wars is stuck “a long time ago”: in a 1950s mindset that was already outmoded when the first film was released in 1977.
And why you may want to stick around for my weekly posts pointing out the good stuff that’s available to stream…

I’ve certainly seen ideas I explored in my own fan fiction of the late 80s and early 90s reflected in the new show. Seems like I’m not alone.