Favorite films

  • Spencer
  • Beans
  • Petite Maman
  • Parallel Mothers

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Pinned reviews

  • Petite Maman

    Petite Maman


    Time, like most things, isn't linear. It absolves things and people of beginnings and ends, allows them to take different forms and continue existing. Memories fade in and out, shaping a path we can walk in any direction—the past, the future, it’s all relative. Sometimes, memory hits us suddenly and blends into reality, surrounding us in such a potent way—maybe it’s just a smell, maybe an item, maybe it’s the colour of a wallpaper we forgot about or a shadow…

  • Rebecca



    This review may contain spoilers. I can handle the truth.

    Q: Who is your favorite cinematic ghost?
    A: Mrs. Danvers from Rebecca.

    Q: Not Patrick Swayze, or Beetlejuice, or someone from The Others or The Sixth Sense? Casper, maybe? 
    A: No, no. It's Mrs. Danvers.

    Q: She's not a real ghost, though. 
    A: Well, she arrives and leaves very suddenly, as if from nowhere, and she always glides. Oh! And she never blinks!

    Q: Ghosts don't blink?
    A: Some do. Not Mrs. Danvers.

    Q: If Mrs. Danvers is a ghost,…

Recent reviews

  • This Property Is Condemned

    This Property Is Condemned


    This is actually a horror movie about a woman whose life gets sucked out of her because everyone is horrible and misogynistic. Basically your typical Tennessee Williams play. I, of course, loved it.

  • Les Misérables

    Les Misérables


    I genuinely believe it is my life's purpose to play Marius. I can't explain it, especially since Marius is the most uninteresting character and the one I care for least and also since I cannot sing, but I just feel it in my bones, it's my calling. Someone needs to put on a very amateur Les Mis show so I can fulfill this dream.

Popular reviews

  • Once Upon a Time… in Hollywood

    Once Upon a Time… in Hollywood


    I’ve been wondering how to phrase this review, how to organize my thoughts and feelings, trying to determine whether or not sharing them is worth it for my own well-being. Writing all this down has definitely helped me release at least some of the tension, heartbreak, and anger I’ve been harboring. There will be spoilers, which I don’t care to flag because I wish I had been warned, explicitly, of the gory details. So tread lightly, or not at all.…

  • Bright Star

    Bright Star


    I loved the equal weight given to John Keats' poetry and Fanny Brawne's sewing, how it shows the difference between manual and intellectual labour, a difference that is both concrete (John spends his time staring at walls, while Fanny constantly uses her hands) and socially constructed (Fanny's creations are considered lesser—less valuable, less creative, less interesting—because they're traditionally women's art). It's a film that revels in the senses—the touch of fabric, of a needle and thread, of rain and butterflies,…