Pretty sure Christoph Waltz spoke like 4 different languages in that one scene. King shit!
The rest of this is so tense, fun and it’s always a time watching nazis get shat on.
Pretty sure Christoph Waltz spoke like 4 different languages in that one scene. King shit!
The rest of this is so tense, fun and it’s always a time watching nazis get shat on.
There’s something about Andy Weir’s characters and stories that are really sticking with me at the moment. The protagonists in The Martian and Project Hail Mary are put in undeniable no win scenarios. They sink their teeth into it however and keep pushing to do what they can with the most unruly of optimistic spirits. They also see the underlying beauty in their antagonists, be it mars in this or the petrova line around Adrian. It’s just really beautiful and makes you start to have faith again, not in a deity or a belief system, but in yourself.
I’ve only known Ana de Armas’ Paloma a day and a half but if anything happened to her I’ll kill every one of you and then myself.
Never thought I’d sob at a James Bond film.