Watcher of all sortsa junk
Decent but rather shallow vacation dramedy about 2 very different young women trying to find love and their identities in whatever order. Less overtly comedic and more hangout vibe than Mouret typically goes for but it mostly works. Forgettably fine. And I hate to be a pig but Isabelle Pirès is lovely. Worth seeing just for her as for some reason this is her only acting role.
Once you’re born, you just have to get on with it.
A fly on the wall documentary concerning a group home in France for young people with ASD. There’s very little speaking as none of the young people use speaking as a means of communication. They exist in a beautiful harmony with their caregivers as a family, a family that few would understand but they all understand each other. Maybe that’s every family. This is a subject near and dear to…
Fuck Tiger King, this is currently the best thing on Netflix. I know that sounds like faint praise but it’s not. This is wonderful and in my benevolent dictatorship would be mandatory viewing. As a special education teacher I’m acutely aware of the challenges differently-abled people face and I’m aware of how hard many of them work to overcome these challenges. To see how all of this came to be and the persistence of so many individuals above and beyond what…
Remember in the 90’s when everyone was trying to write like Tarantino so we got Suicide Kings and Go and Guy Ritchie and ultimately, Boondock Saints was the last straw and you smashed your VCR? Well, that style is back but now we gotta hear smartass dialogue about people who buy organic food. If you’re looking for awkward, misguided, shoehorned monologues Don Johnson gives one right out of the gate that gets 9 Neil Breens out of a possible 10…