Ken

“Fist my bump”  LMFAOOOOOO  Grace and Rocky 4L!  Good movie but it definitely didn’t have to be 2 hours and 30 mins long. I’ve seen the Godfather, Marty Supeme, OBAA, and other movies with an insane run time. I nearly fell asleep watching this.

Perhaps the most boring noir, detective, thriller movie I’ve ever seen holy fuck. This movie is soooooo slow and just uninteresting as fuck. Can’t believe I sat through an hour and 30 mins of this movie before I finally had enough. Hard dislike.

Widely regarded as the greatest romantic movie of all time, and it’s easy to see why. While I personally prefer the “magic” of “Serendipity” and the “fun” in “How to Lose a Guy in 10 Days,” this film has something uniquely special about it. There’s some sort of pleasure in watching two characters, who once couldn’t stand the sight of each other, slowly fall in love. What makes it truly remarkable is how it shows love not as a straight, predictable path, but as something complex and delicate.

This film is, simply put, a love letter to cinematography and movie lovers alike. The range of emotions I experienced throughout was incredible. The constant shift from happiness to sadness, relief to gratitude, left me in complete awe. I love this movie to say the least. I have the utmost respect for those who choose to follow their passion. It’s easy to give up and settle for a conventional career. What’s hard? Pursuing what you truly love. If you love movies as much as I do, I guarantee you’ll love this film. I don’t have a think piece for this, and honestly, that’s how you know a movie is truly remarkable. When your review isn’t really about the film itself, but about how deeply it moved you. And this movie moved me. I want to keep writing, but I tend to ramble in my reviews, so I’ll try keep this one concise after all I don’t get paid for this lol.  “Whatever you end up doing, love it. The way you loved the projector booth when you were a little kid.” I say all of that to say this to Spaccafino, it’s 2026, and cinema is still not a “memory” nor will it ever be, as long as people like me exist. I love going to the theater. I love the smell of fresh buttered popcorn, the experience of sitting among strangers, all of us intertwined for the next two to three hours through the power of film. There’s something magical about sharing that with the fifty-odd people who’ve now had this experience alongside me. My only wish is that I had seen this movie for the first time on the big screen, where I know it was always meant to be seen.