"My cyberworld is my business."
This review may contain spoilers. I can handle the truth.
"Do you think I feel good? Nobody feels good. After childhood, it's a fact of life. I feel rotten. So what? I don't let it bother me. I don't let it interfere with my job." Joe's boss is my boss is your boss.
Seriously, though, for a breezy rom com.... kind of a lot of people die in this.
I watched this at the shiny new downtown Brooklyn Alamo Drafthouse on election night. We all went into the movie making apocalypse jokes and saying we were lucky to have something to distract us for a couple of hours. Anxiety solves nothing, right? Haha. When the [sold-out] movie was over, we all turned our phones on and saw that the movie had come true. Fun!
The educated liberal, feminist, socially-conscious, grownass woman part of me is offended at the snarky, punching down, mean-spirited, exploitative nature of this movie.
The 13-year-old boy part of me that drew Beavis and Butt-head all over my junior high notebooks and still listens to Zeppelin and wears shirts with the sleeves cut off is overjoyed at such a unique piece of surrealist comic art.
If you are similarly torn, it helps that Jon Ronson's recent investigative audio series The Butterfly…