I finished Barry. It was incredible and I don’t even know what to say. It lampooned Hollywood but it was also a treatise on how obsessed we are with violence and murder in our entertainment, AND that we can enter into a much better situation but give it up frequently for our “bullshit.”
So, maybe I do know what to say…anyway, it’s landmark TV. 2023 has kicked ass for good TV.
He believes these things. He doesn’t know why, and can’t articulate them when he contradicts himself. He literally has distorted reasoning. I would stop giving him attention at this point.
I don’t mind doing the dishes! I don’t mind cleaning the kitchen, cooking, taking out the trash, don’t mind mowing the lawn!
Can’t stand weed eating. Laundry? More than a load a day, and it’s a mess. Also, the litter box.
Dennis is THE BEST sci-fi director since, well honestly I can’t think of a recent contemporary. I’ll be there opening night again, and I don’t do that anymore.
I have a four inch surgical scar going down my right foot up to he big toe from bunion surgery. The bones were described by my surgeon as “soft and grey.” They had to shave it down. I couldn’t walk for nine weeks. It’s so damn sexy.