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One of my frequent go-to rewatches, and also ranks up there as one of Spielberg’s most charming, slickest, and grounded in his portfolio. As many times as I've seen this, I really noticed this time around how much revolves around Christopher Walken's Frank Sr., and how his son serves as a mirror of denial in himself and his inability to accept defeat. Thoughtfully-written characters all around.

An equal parts coming-of-age, psychological drama, and 70s time capsule all wrapped into one. For being one of Sofia Coppola’s earliest films, you can immediately tell how heavily *The Virgin Suicides* was stylized by and aligned with her personal vision. Goated soundtrack, and an almost psychedelic feel to the visuals really drive home the story shrouded in mystery. Josh Hartnett as Trip Fontaine is gold.

This is what it's all about, man. Heartwarming, hilariously written, and soulfully deep in a way that isn't immediately recognizable. This makes me miss a relationship that I only wish I had with my grandpas.