Movie nerd | Med student | Bookworm
Of course I’d give a heart in Letterboxd to a movie about a soft boy having a thing for Dakota Johnson playing a milf named Domino. Relatable.
This feels like a spiritual sequel to S#!%house. I personally really appreciate how vulnerable and emotionally sensitive Raiff’s male characters tend to be. It’s not very often that you see a romanticized scene of a young man crying in his car under heavy rain because of a broken heart.
This is it. I can finally start using “Peelesque” as an adjective. The man has reached legendary status.
My brain is loving processing what my eyes, ears, and amygdala just experienced. I know I’ll spend the whole weekend deconstructing this film and still be unable to write a proper review about it. So I’m just gonna say, Peele, you’re one of the reasons why I love cinema.
Side note: Keke Palmer has been that… VP since day one. The Keke renaissance is upon us! Also, Brandon Perea, you delightful Filipino-Puerto Rican star, this is just the beginning of your supremacy.