
Third rewatch and still fucking agonizing. The restraint. The stares. The way every single frame is so intentional. The quiet desperation in nearly every second of the half hour of this film is so potent. Some of the most stunning and heartbreaking images i’ve ever seen, it’s actually fucked up how good this movie is.

a sexy movie with sexy people. smart in the way it tackles interracial relationships and gorgeously shot. Mira Nair is so cool. also, Mira Nair met Zohran Mamdani’s father while doing research for this film. meaning this film is the reason Zohran Mamdani exists today. extra half star for that.

I’m sorry but “Alma Jr.” is the funniest possible name for a child. Alma Sr. deserves the honor though, has any other character been through it as much as she has? It’s the sixties and her husband is an emotionally unavailable idiot homosexual cowboy. So maybe I’ll let her live.

Genuinely terrifying. Every time Danielle is more humiliated and the score does that thing with the strings I get a little scared