Saw this on the big screen last night, the theatre was packed so we had to sit in the front row, with my neck cradled on the back of my seat so I was staring into the big abyss of the screen and OH MY GOSH IT WAS SO GOOD. I’d already loved the movie from watching it on DVD but watching it again, I got so many things I missed and it was just, oh it sucked me in and made me feel all the things in the world and I love it so much.
I swear to God, if this movie loses out on an Oscar to like, the Help or the Descendants or … whatever, maybe those movies were good. Maybe they were incredible. But you can’t compare them to this, I’m sorry. You just can’t. This film, to me, pushed the boundaries of what filmmaking and storytelling can be. It changed cinema. That’s my opinion, obviously. It was a very polarizing film but to me, it’s incredible and it deserves the recognition of the Academy. They better wise up!
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Lawrence Ferlinghetti, “Recipe for Happiness Khaborovsk or Anyplace”
One of my favourites.
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Below is the last poem Ted Hughes ever wrote about his wife Sylvia Plath. It was written after her suicide and wasn’t found until 2010. Read the poem here.
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