Frances Ha

Frances Ha ★★★★½

Tired and energetic all at once, a dart through the city streets. 682 Vanderbilt Ave saw a colorless dance in the bustling roads of complex movements and hard turns, a life of presented synchronicity and relatable messiness in times where feelings could be felt alone and apartments lacked a certain air that no clinking drinks and background chatter could fill. In all of the busy whirls of being occupied and trying to fill the void with modern excess, a constant yearn to be with and to know a person—a real person—persists and lingers in the milennial vibes. Living and ‘adulting’ is difficult, and so is finding someone that unequivocally and deeply matters to you. But the loneliness and search for completion and production will end eventually. It just takes a little time, and a little bit of fun.

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