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You should see me when
A Million Dreams or
Rewrite the Stars comes on. I’m not kidding—like, I literally
SCREAM these songs. I sing them at the top of my lungs, in the car, in my room, probably terrifying my neighbors. Honestly, it’s almost
scary how much I lose myself in this film.
I know every single song by heart. Every
. Single
. Note
. I’ve watched this movie an uncountable number of times. It’s my ultimate comfort movie—the kind I return to over and over, no matter what. And it never gets old.
(And if you think I wasn’t going to mention
Zendaya at least once, you’re wrong.)
The Greatest Showman is pure joy in technicolor. The music, the warmth, the energy—it’s an experience. And honestly, if you don’t love it… maybe just re-banish your inner joyless cynic, because this movie doesn’t wait for haters.
I love it. Truly, completely, unapologetically.