i don't really know how i got here, yet here i am. i haven't seen the first season, or truly any anime at all, but when my friend invited me to watch the highest grossing film out of japan (beating spirited away?), i mean... i'm always down for a good time.
for a theater going experience, it was fun! the mix of animation styles, gore, action, and sound design all came together and gave me something completely new to enjoy.…
THIS is the energy i need post pandemic. i'm talking extremely horny vaudevillian acrobatic clubs that revel in sensual pleasures and campy dramatics. choreographed numbers, diamonds and discoballs, with love on full display. complete with sex, sex, and more sex! baz's theatrics are tantalizing as ever here, and if you're not with it, you're not invited!
side note: the one time i went the actual moulin rouge in 2019 i did poppers with a czech girl in the stall and pulsed to gesaffelstein. it was fantastic, obviously, but it wasn't this. forever chasing this movie's high.
once again i am asking to join a cult. i know that is not the point here but i think being in a cult would solve all my problems. anyways
robert deniro's immacuately tailored suits. sandra bernhard's insane performance. the rehearsal mural shot... i'm in awe of all of this. people love to talk about hustle culture, well, this is it! i'm going to become the Rupert Pupkin. scam or be scammed and there is no time for the latter.
(thank you dan for gifting me this copy 💕)
cut the cameras! quickly! for her sake and ours!
i know she's a leo and all (we share the same birthday) but the attention is not worth the depression. we must shut down the scooter braun industrial complex before it ruins us all.
who said
she can't wear her converse
to the guillotine?
well baby, that's just marie!
this octopus lowkey a girlboss. gatekeep that kelp forest!
i just know her and gunda (the pig from gunda) would be bffs