gay screenwriter chick & unrepentant weeb
Watching both this and The Fabelmans within two days of each other, I am struck with thoughts about the denial of my and my siblings' half-jewish upbringing. Our house was a Catholic, evangelical house throughout our childhood. Judaism, despite being an integral part of my father's family history, was mentioned only in passing, a facet of our genes to ignore as opposed to the immutable truth of our blood.
I think often now of Nathan Fielder struggling to impart Judaism…
"What happens to a house when it is left alone?
It becomes worn and aged. And its paint peels and its foundations begin to sink. It goes for too long unlived in. What does it think of? What does it dream?
How does it regard those creatures who built it? Who brought it into existence only to abandon it when its usefulness no longer satisfies them.
It may grow lonesome. It may stare for long hours into the darkness of…
was gonna give this two stars because there were a few threads in the first half that i actually kinda liked before they were bogged down by the second but as soon as the movie ended this one guy stood up and did a standing ovation for a full-minute like it was the greatest movie ever made and you know what that docks it down half a star sorry i don't make the rules that's just praxis