There's a small moment when Agnes visits a Norwegian archival library to read about her family history, and a very nice librarian explains that he's already been through all her files and organized them for her, then sends her to a beautiful reading room to peruse them, and all I could think was: our country fucking sucks.

This is reductive, but: a title that would work for all of Josh Safdie's movies is "Errands: Rated R."

About 10 minutes in, Marty tells someone he's not drinking caffeine, then spends the next two hours doing some of the most caffeinated shit I've ever seen.

Saw this movie the way it was meant to be seen: with someone else's dad.

“I first saw The Master in 70mm at the Arclight,” is something I could say to a stranger to let them know I fucking suck big time.