It wasn’t a perfect movie, but it was exactly what I needed. Monk was THE television show of my childhood and will forever bring a smile to my face and warmth to my soul.
What a sincere, beautiful episode. I think it may be my favorite of the entire series so far.
I loved the ending with one exception:
I wish Rachel had had the strength to actually leave Shane.
I thoroughly enjoyed this one and was sad that it ended so soon and so suddenly.
Every shot is gorgeous. I love the lighting and the colors and every little expression on Kaitlyn Dever‘s face. Maybe I’m basic and love a good alien invasion, or maybe I’m pretentious and love an artsy look at grief and emotional isolation. ¿Porque no los dos?
Officially five seasons in and still not an episode has gone by without making me tear up. I love this show—despite its corniness and contrived plot lines—for its focus on love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, faithfulness, grace, and friendship. :asterisk_symbol:A Million Little Things:asterisk_symbol: is the only show I know of that constantly reminds me how I want to live this life.
I laughed more this episode than in all of the previous episodes of this season combined. This felt like classic Curb.
This is what sci-fi is all about.
Oof. I’ve lost people very close to me (my best friend after seventeen years of best-friendship, for example), but never have I experienced loss due to cancer. My best friend died instantly in a freak accident. That’s just so very different from Gary’s long, slow battle. Anyway, I’m rambling. My point is that I’ve not experienced closely knowing someone dying of cancer, so seeing Gary’s face in this episode really hit me hard—like it probably would in real life. Oof.
I’m going to miss this found family.
Sweet, warm, lovely, and long. I teared up on three separate occasions, if I recall correctly. This is the kind of film I might just play in the background for comfort during future holiday seasons.
This might be my favorite episode of this entire show so far??
Larry David has looked like an old man for decades.
Gosh, this episode was beautiful.
It’s always strawberries. From Shakespeare to Firefly to The Last of Us.
Good ol’ Neil Flynn. He’ll always be The Janitor from Scrubs to me.
What a freaking good trilogy. What else can I say?
The second episode without a theme song. :(
In this episode, Kelso claims to be the only one to never have seen Donna’s boobs. This isn’t true, however. In a previous episode, the whole gang went skinny dipping, had their clothes stolen, and sat naked in Eric’s car together.
It’s difficult for me to settle on a rating for The Wolf of Wall Street. Of course, it was expertly crafted, and I enjoyed elements of how well-made it was. There was plenty of great acting, and one moment actually made me laugh (the car reveal). But for the most part, I just feel gross for having watched three hours of debauchery from absolutely unlikable characters for whom practically no just consequences occurred whatsoever.
And I get that that lack of justice may be a part of the point of the movie, but it just makes it unenjoyable to me. Most of the vibe of the film feels like it’s telling me to have fun and enjoy the debauchery rather than it feeling as if the film is telling me, “Look how shitty these people were. They really sucked, man. You should really hate these guys.”
So I guess I’ll give it my highest rating (due to Scorsese’s ever-present expert craftsmanship) for a film I dislike. But I have no judgement for those of you who actually like or even really like this film. I suppose it just isn’t for me.
A wild Larry David appears!
I just saw Asteroid City for the second time and had to raise my previous rating by half a star. I appreciated it on my first viewing and really, really liked it on my second. There are so many moments that really pay off on repeat viewings due to the nested nature of the narrative à la Inception and Synecdoche, New York. Although far more whimsical and comedic than those films—I laughed at so many points in each showing that I attended—Asteroid City feels more serious and personal to me than any of Wes Anderson’s other works. The film asks questions such as (but not limited to):
“Why am I here?
What is the meaning of it all?
Why do I do the things I find myself doing?
What is my role in life?
Am I playing my role correctly?
How do I know?”
And the film answers these questions with a soft:
“No one knows. Just keep trying and loving and creating.”
I have a major soft spot for narrative themes regarding the beauty of humanity and of simply enjoying life and people and the earth around us while we still can. And ironically, I think that’s the basic point of this alien movie. Forget about the aliens; don’t worry so much about what’s out there that you neglect what’s right in front of you.
Wow. I almost forgot how amazing this show can be. What a beautiful, hilarious, deep episode.
Perhaps the best forty-five minutes of :asterisk_symbol:Star Wars:asterisk_symbol: I’ve ever experienced.
I hadn’t watched any of this final season of Better Call Saul yet as of this morning. But I just now accidentally started and finished what I thought was the season premiere and didn’t realize was actually episode six. Well, crap.
It’s a testament to the show and its creators that I had enough confidence in it and them to not feel incredibly lost and confused. I was totally along for the ride. Hahaha. Well, I guess it’s time for episode one.
Ugh. I knew it would be bad, but I didn’t expect to cringe so much. All the ignorant tech garbage was too much.
No theme song on this one.
It’s difficult to settle on a rating for this limited series. I really dug so many things about it for so much of it: the acting, the extremely critical points made about social media and performative culture, the overall vibes . . . But as a whole, this didn’t feel like, well, a whole. I don’t think I would enjoy a rewatch of the series anywhere near as much as this initial viewing; all that’s left for me is recommending and/or rewatching very specific scenes and segments for various reasons. The Curse will stick with and perhaps even haunt me forever, though.
It’s difficult to settle on a rating for this limited series. I really dug so many things about it for so much of it: the acting, the extremely critical points made about social media and performative culture, the overall vibes . . . But as a whole, this didn’t feel like, well, a whole. I don’t think I would enjoy a rewatch of the series anywhere near as much as this initial viewing; all that’s left for me is recommending and/or rewatching very specific scenes and segments for various reasons. The Curse will stick with and perhaps even haunt me forever, though.
I love how they used Dean Cain’s character to display that even those who appear to be the “most vile” humans are actually still people and are more complex than our initial judgements give them credit for. I also love how the “ideal people” in the view of Emma Stone’s character always end up being the ones to let her down, as if to suggest that her image of an ideal person doesn’t exist and that life isn’t so black and white.
The theme song is back!
