Very much willing to kill for Barbara Stanwyck. Just so she knows.
It may be 01:14am, and I may be drunk, but I mean this sincerely and from the bottom of my heart.
Cinema does not get any more irreverent, more joyous, more camp, more musical, more sexy, more nostalgic, more genius than this.
Send it in to space, pass it on to the forming bacteria on Mars, preserve it at all costs.
Don't dream it, be it.
A collection of real time thoughts:
~ I totes know all about this, I've seen Narcos.
~ Well, season one of Narcos anyway...
~ Damn less that two minutes in and this cinematography is already SICK.
~ Oh shit this is gonna be good.
~ Emily Blunt in uniform makes me feel things.
~ This is not my dream job.
~ INAPPROPRIATE FLIP FLOPS ALERT.
~ The least romantic surprise trip to Mexico ever.
~ Look at all these lads…