An overly flawed movie that I still love, in part due to the sector of my younger self still living inside me (nostalgia 🥴), and part due to its true sustainment of a particular feeling—something like a mixture of empyreal splendor and veracious fervency. The aforementioned flaws (lotta ideas! but what now?) do dilute the boundless love I’ve had for so long, but only a bit. This drink still strong lil bro. Sway and I spoke about this film and Drive My Car (2021) in Episode 1 of Mike and Sway. Check us out.
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