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i think i was to one to drink ayahuasca, is so messy but in the best way. the pacing? a little slow. the dialogue? sometimes painfully awkward. daniel craig taking off and putting on his hat like 800 times? kill me. but none of that matters because the emotional chaos? UNMATCHED. pure longing, awkward obsession, tiny glances, shame, and desire all rolled into two humans who are just… painfully alive. okay, drew starkey in that nerdy look super hot. daniel craig is so pathetic it hurts. i feel him. like… painfully me. obsessed, awkward, flustered, humiliated… and i cannot look away. he’s me, i’m him, we are all of us. there is more alcohol and cigarettes in sight than people? yes. the sex scenes? i just want to peek behind the set because curiosity is killing me. the tension, the longing, the awkward little touches — i lived it. i FELT it. also, i recognized our lady of guadalupe when her image appeared and i felt really proud 😽