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sadly a “i loved this as a kid” film that’s just not very good actually :(
maybe explains how i wound up gay though, for many reasons
50% of this documentary is HS having a very public crashout at the concept of someone coming off as smarter than him on camera. completely howled when he was revealed to have shaved his head randomly at the 1h10m mark.
i mean… it was fine! i think because of the tangible, current nature of this topic, it’s hard not feel like louis’ trademark ‘just let them talk/act and say nothing’ style becomes irresponsible and a bit bystander-y. there’s a lot…
so;
1) cried so hard i lost a contact
2) an oscar isn’t enough. put jessie buckley’s face on the £20 note
3) shots so gorgeous the whole thing felt like watching a play, and looking at a painting
4) spontaneous round of applause at the end at my screening. and the stranger next to me offered me a tissue
fucking hell. genuinely. top to bottom, no notes. i’m a fucking mess