When the first trailer for last year's Sundance horror smash was released I told y'all there was no way I was watching it because I wanted to go in fresh, but since an entire year passed between hearing the movie would kick my ass and its release I grew weak, back-sliding, and I've now seen the trailer like fifteen times. Oh well. Soon! Soon! Soon. Soon. Sigh.
"I'm not sure why you're bothering. You will never - not in a million years - give the movie anything other than a negative review. It could check every single box of personal likes for you and you would hate it because it's a Christopher Nolan film. Meanwhile, you will heap praise on a piece of vacant, emotionless dreck like A Ghost Story and never once take issue with the fact that the lead actor is a rapist. Or you will spend hours praising effervescent masturbatory indulgences like the Twin Peaks reboot as high art. You are a fraud. An emotionally stunted child who has no business offering film criticism. "
--- If Michael Kirkhere was angry at me before I'd even reviewed Dunkirk then I guess he's probably none too keen on me now after I actually wrote my none too kind review. But here's to "effervescent masturbatory indulgences" though, for sure! Them's our faves!