My Dinner with Andre

I had a whole fucking review written for this movie that was meaningful, and thought-provoking and verbose and poetic. But this stupid fucking app deleted my draft and now I can’t be fucking bothered to do it all over again so this is what you fucking get. -Goated movie -Mind was wandering when watching it (in a good way) -Can’t really recommend it to a lot of people because it’s not exactly popcorn-fare -Main characters aren’t so much characters as they are concepts that have been personified  -Lots of topics and themes discussed -Andre is world class yapper -Something about me waxing poetic about what this did to me but I was pretty drunk at the time so who’s to say that was of any importance -Cried a little bit at the end New favorite. Never thought I’d enjoy two dudes yakking for 2 hours, but here we are. Only reason I’m not giving this a 5 star rating is because by my own metric, all a movie needs to do is be entertaining to be good. And this movie isn’t exactly “entertaining” in the same way as most other movies I’d describe as such. If you give this movie a bad rating you’re 100% a genetically inferior, smooth-brained mongoloid. And fuck you Letterboxd.