Fabulous 1000/1000 


(Patrick Wilson in this is so 🥰🤭 )

Fabulous 1000/1000 


(Patrick Wilson in this is so 🥰🤭 )

When your circle small but all yall gay and sad!!!!

When your circle small but all yall gay and sad!!!!

okay gang strap in, i have a lot to say about this one:

probably the only 6 hour long movie i would ever even consider giving five stars, and even then i went in ready to be pretty annoyed about it. its dense, narratively complex, and has such deep characterization that it calls for every single moment of its runtime. 

one of the very first examples of true prestige television and probably my favorite i’ve ever seen.

tony kushner is one of the best to ever do it and the whole cast is in tip top shape. the double and triple casting is unbelievable. meryl streep transforms into completely different people, al pacino gives what’s probably close to a career best, patrick wilson is a surprise standout and jeffrey wright is basically perfect. it’s a lineup of heavy hitters all working at like full capacity on my favorite script ever.

even beyond the writing and performances, this thing is a masterclass. i think oftentimes cinematography in play adaptations can be lacking because its adapting a staged narrative, but here it’s so fluid and surreal and blends so seamlessly that it feels like this was always meant for the screen. 

unbelievably real and strikingly beautiful. deeply funny and utterly devastating. i can’t even begin to explain everything that works here. this thing addresses so many themes so well. kushner tackles queerness, AIDS, Reaganism, religion, politics, modern relationships, independence, identity, sex, addiction, death, and life. many, many strands woven together expertly, and somehow it never feels convoluted or bogged down. it’s just real. 

oh and fuck roy cohn. like fr deeply and historically. fuck roy cohn forever.

okay gang strap in, i have a lot to say about this one:

probably the only 6 hour long movie i would ever even consider giving five stars, and even then i went in ready to be pretty annoyed about it. its dense, narratively complex, and has such deep characterization that it calls for every single moment of its runtime. 

one of the very first examples of true prestige television and probably my favorite i’ve ever seen.

tony kushner is one of the best to ever do it and the whole cast is in tip top shape. the double and triple casting is unbelievable. meryl streep transforms into completely different people, al pacino gives what’s probably close to a career best, patrick wilson is a surprise standout and jeffrey wright is basically perfect. it’s a lineup of heavy hitters all working at like full capacity on my favorite script ever.

even beyond the writing and performances, this thing is a masterclass. i think oftentimes cinematography in play adaptations can be lacking because its adapting a staged narrative, but here it’s so fluid and surreal and blends so seamlessly that it feels like this was always meant for the screen. 

unbelievably real and strikingly beautiful. deeply funny and utterly devastating. i can’t even begin to explain everything that works here. this thing addresses so many themes so well. kushner tackles queerness, AIDS, Reaganism, religion, politics, modern relationships, independence, identity, sex, addiction, death, and life. many, many strands woven together expertly, and somehow it never feels convoluted or bogged down. it’s just real. 

oh and fuck roy cohn. like fr deeply and historically. fuck roy cohn forever.

Around the halfway point this starts to feel so much bigger, we start with a story about a few people and move into watching the entire world cracked open. Illness as a brutal test of connection. People will either rise to it or completely fold and the show doesn’t soften that. Prior is carrying something ancient, not just his own pain but everyone’s refusal to face theirs. That tension between staying present and running away, sits under everything and gives even the smallest scenes a kind of weight that doesn’t let up. The way it shifts from reality to whatever the fuck you want to call everything else is unreal. One second you’re in a hospital room and the next Emma Thompson is an angel crashing through the ceiling, never does that feel like a gimmick. It all exists on the same emotional plane, the hallucinations are just another way of telling the truth. The staging leans right into that, nothing hidden, nothing polished and it makes it all the more honest. It’s confrontational in how honest it is, it wants you to sit with the mechanics while still getting fully swept up in it. And then it leans into the bigger ideas, god leaving, the fear of progress, the idea that moving forward might destroy it all, it never feels like waffle. It’s urgent, it’s asking questions it genuinely doesn’t have answers for. The whole thing is heavily anchored by the performances, all of which are doing an insane amount of work to hold something this chaotic together. Characters needing to shift between grounded and ridiculously heightened without warning and not one of them loses themselves in it. I could go on and on singling them all out, but that would almost feel like a disservice to Justin Kirk, who carries prior like a man being hollowed out in real time, every line trembling with fear, humour and something prophetic and never losing the fragile human underneath it. One of the most nuanced and emotionally precise performances you’ll ever see. The writing gives them all so much to chew on, long stretches of dialogue that could so easily collapse under their own weight, but when it clicks it’s fucking electric, and it almost always clicks. Hillarious in places you don’t expect, devastating when you think you have got a handle on it and constantly pushing forward even when it feels like everything is falling apart. What a fucking ending man. I’m left sitting here with this strange mix of exhaustion and clarity. 

The messenger has arrived.

Around the halfway point this starts to feel so much bigger, we start with a story about a few people and move into watching the entire world cracked open. Illness as a brutal test of connection. People will either rise to it or completely fold and the show doesn’t soften that. Prior is carrying something ancient, not just his own pain but everyone’s refusal to face theirs. That tension between staying present and running away, sits under everything and gives even the smallest scenes a kind of weight that doesn’t let up. The way it shifts from reality to whatever the fuck you want to call everything else is unreal. One second you’re in a hospital room and the next Emma Thompson is an angel crashing through the ceiling, never does that feel like a gimmick. It all exists on the same emotional plane, the hallucinations are just another way of telling the truth. The staging leans right into that, nothing hidden, nothing polished and it makes it all the more honest. It’s confrontational in how honest it is, it wants you to sit with the mechanics while still getting fully swept up in it. And then it leans into the bigger ideas, god leaving, the fear of progress, the idea that moving forward might destroy it all, it never feels like waffle. It’s urgent, it’s asking questions it genuinely doesn’t have answers for. The whole thing is heavily anchored by the performances, all of which are doing an insane amount of work to hold something this chaotic together. Characters needing to shift between grounded and ridiculously heightened without warning and not one of them loses themselves in it. I could go on and on singling them all out, but that would almost feel like a disservice to Justin Kirk, who carries prior like a man being hollowed out in real time, every line trembling with fear, humour and something prophetic and never losing the fragile human underneath it. One of the most nuanced and emotionally precise performances you’ll ever see. The writing gives them all so much to chew on, long stretches of dialogue that could so easily collapse under their own weight, but when it clicks it’s fucking electric, and it almost always clicks. Hillarious in places you don’t expect, devastating when you think you have got a handle on it and constantly pushing forward even when it feels like everything is falling apart. What a fucking ending man. I’m left sitting here with this strange mix of exhaustion and clarity. 

The messenger has arrived.

Everyone In their life should watch this at least once

Everyone In their life should watch this at least once