my favorite kind of movie. i hope we get to see more stories from harris dickinson
the only thing distracting me from the giant lump in my throat for half the movie was the truly inspired selection of coats and sweaters. anyway I love my sibling I love my dad I love my childhood home and what a beautiful depiction of the tenderness all those relationships can hold
just the right amount of unsettling. i too would need to do something drastic if i were threatened with the perfection of 1999 jude law