Sorry, Baby
It’s cathartic to watch a film this warm and vulnerable. I almost hate to admit how much of a man I can be at times. How I need someone else to open up and show me it’s okay to be vulnerable before I can cry.
After watching so many bad films lately, Sorry, Baby reminds me why I love cinema. It’s a rare talent in being able to open yourself up and articulate your feelings the way Eva does here.
I also don’t know what impressed me more, her writing, directing, or her acting.