Val

> *WHY DON'T YOU LOVE ME!?* I was gripping my seat out of anxiety, that makes it the best movie of the year for me. The whole discourse that has surrounded this piece is sincerely disheartening and promising at the same time, you have people actually seen it from what it is and then there's the three dumbest people saying "oh shes so me" I really really love this movie, is a new take on the usual crazy girlfriend trope, its writing helps you to realise that bear is no more than a loser and so its almost every other man in this movie, my poor Sarah and Nikki were doomed from the start. The dead cat looked fake asf, which I'm happy for because they mentioned it a LOT.

> *suenas como policía * > > Eh! que no hay necesidad de insultar En la carrera te vas a encontrar con dos tipos de cinefilos, es importante que te cojas a los dos. por cierto ¿que tantos puntos de virginidad me gano si digo que me parezco a Chema?

I'm sick, so be prepared for the dramatics I remember the first time I saw this film, back in primary school, when Cartoon Network used to be good and my catholic teacher made me believe I would go to hell for failing math. The good times. Now, I'm 20 but I still cry the same way everytime I watch this. Even though we spent a short amount of time in the "real world" we're able to see the disconnection he feels with his family mother and sister both encapsulated by the frames of either a table or a window, with their eyes barely meeting him, present but far away from Max who desperately yearns for attention. I used to be an angry kid, I fought a lot —I still do— just like Max, I wanted to ran away but I soon learned that the streets from the suburbs in the United states ( i suppose?) Were very different from my alcoholic ridden street in Caracas but oh well. Sometimes you just have to face your emotions as they come, scary and confusing — maybe even voiced by Tony soprano if you're creative, but that comes with growing and changing for the best, and it may seem difficult but its better than feeling like a monster the rest of your days. Btw, i wonder if you can call this the predecessor of Big Mouth? Just some food for thought.

> *Sometimes i dont think about it, which is weird.* > > *And I feel guilty when I don't think about it* I usually tip toe around movies with this topic, but tonight I thought that I needed to cry. The way it handles the event it's perfect, in my opinion, brief mentions of it that tell you just enough about it, but it's not graphic. It's not heavy, which I appreciate, the dialogue feels real or perhaps I'm just saying that because I found myself cringing at how much Agnes acts like me, same awkwardness, same posture. The photography it's on point, it tells you a lot about what's happening, the small changes of Agnes as she processes it and how it never goes away. Sometimes I wonder if Vladimir Navokov ever imagined his book being used as an analogy so many times.