Forget Godzilla vs Kong, where’s my glorious big budget remake of this missed opportunity?
Yeah, your claim that ~~we're the civilized ones living out here in harmony~~ and ~~it's the normies that are the true monsters~~ goes out the window when you start taking sex slaves.
Also if you started waiting for the collapse of American civilization in 1859 and you're still waiting in 2021, olly-olly-oxenfree, I think you can come out now.
The best love stories of the past few years have had one foot in romance and the other squarely in the realm of the supernatural.
With Jarmusch’s Only Lovers Left Alive last year exploring how people become interconnected over time as love ripens and matures, and now Spring's examination of the tender, playful, messy intoxication of falling in love and choosing to commit to whatever may be on the other side of the rose-colored beginning, it seems we need monsters…