the internet has hit rock bottom: a cheap collection of doppelgangers and compulsive obsessions that deserve to be trampled into the dirt
the internet has hit rock bottom: a cheap collection of doppelgangers and compulsive obsessions that deserve to be trampled into the dirt
" do i construct memories, or do memories construct me? "
a space warped between the absolute absence of family, the imbalance of relationships, and the rigid external problems that feel like they're being navigated with egocentric resilience. i've been wanting to see this for a long time, and my country's premiere was only a week away, and now it's time. as i stepped into the cinema, my hands trembled, my heart beat in a creeping rhythm, and the first…
my eyes popped out with a burst of fire in each laser glasses, an opening window between the connectedness that brought me to two different dimensions between metaphysics and electrostatics under the world of pandora back on the big screen that has a hook entitled. i'll review this purely without spoilers (although there are some subtle hints that depict their shadows amidst the binding celestial realm). this film isn't the best surprise, nor does it fall short. however, it transcends…