chris

- renate’s third film with joachim trier and she still can’t run - whoever remodelled the house into a re/max show home needs jail time heavily carried by the cast for me, but there’s something irresistibly sympathetic about watching beautiful people go through the same shit we do. sue me. couldn’t relate as much to the generational trauma theme here as i did to The Worst Person In The World, but there’s a common thread through both of them of what it’s like to feel sorry for yourself after hurting people you love that i can’t look away from. good wallowslop🥰