a movie a day keeps the depression away.
favourites are some of my top made by women.
gotta start this out by saying other than it being gay and in the 80s (and i guess that they speak french???) i don’t see the call me by your name comparisons. the films at their core are wildly different but seems like some ppl see two men dancing in short shorts in europe and can’t get off the cmbyn world. i just don’t see it otherwise with the ways in which this story unfolds.
i liked it, i did.…
Joe, I'm gay.
Are you sure?
Yes, my lungs fill up every time the seasons change.
That's not being gay, Biaggio.
What?
Pretty sure that's Cystic Fibrosis.
Oh.
can sam rockwell stop playing racists so i can publicly love and support him pleaaaaase