“I wish you would fucking stop calling me that. I hate that name.”
Lana Wachowski is back, and this time she isn’t pulling any fucking punches.
The Matrix Resurrections is everything I could have possibly dreamed of, and more. I dreaded the possibility that it would play up familiarity with the first film, and nearly ignore Reloaded and Revolutions. What we got couldn’t be further from that. Resurrections is a continuation of the greatest love story ever told, and a…
**TRIGGER WARNING: PANIC ATTACKS, SUICIDE, SELF-HARM**
On March 26th, 2020, I went out for a jog. I was alone. I jogged from my childhood house all the way up to my childhood middle school and back— about a mile both ways. The day before, I had moved out of my dorm forcibly as a result of the burgeoning COVID-19 pandemic. Am I using that word right? “Burgeoning?” I just looked it up, and it seems right. It seems appropriate. “Burgeoning.”…
Maybe don’t deadname the person your movie is based off of in the credits? Ever think about that?
