Breakfast on Pluto

God it’s just such a beautiful movie. Such a rollercoaster of emotions throughout the entire thing. It leaves your heart heavy and then lightens it and everything just feels right.  There’s something so special at the idea of Catholics being so very hateful towards even the Father himself that they burned down his church just for housing a young pregnant black woman and his transgender daughter. I think it provided a great message about family and also about how religion is often an oxymoron to the truest form of faith— kindness. I just could write an essay about it I’ve wanted to watch this movie for years and I finally got to it and I’m mad I hadn’t sooner I’m so emotional fuck me