Twenty years!!!!

I cried! I laughed! I asked John Early about nostalgia at tonight's Q&A! Maybe the most heartwarming film I've seen in some time?

You know, I avoided seeing We're All Going to the World's Fair because, as someone who would spend every other weekend at my dad's condo in Jersey silently dissociating through my adolescence by reblogging carefully crafted photosets of neon-adorned, suburban landscapes with yellow text reading lyrics from Alex G's "Forever" superimposed on them like non-diegetic closed captions stalking an unseen protagonist, I didn't think I was ready to relive the feelings I had back then in public at this age.

Turns out, after seeing this next film from Jane Schoenbrun... I was right! Uh-oh!

Any further reflection on the parable of politicians not taking the public's safety into consideration when such precautions bite into profits totally washed over me when I saw the Big Shark for the first time (he's a large guy!!).