jazzanova across the universe 🎷 joysplosion is a surreal estate of mind ✨️ groove armada as the pathfinder

Wonderful, surprising and endlessly effervescent 🌬 the first act kept juggling my expectations of what kind of movie I was in. Lazy summer slacker -- high school hijinx -- giggling catastrophe. Then it settled into an against all the oddstacles School of Rock-esque journey to the heart of the jazz groove! So many memorable characters that you come to love and root for 🤗

The last 20 minutes had me stuck in danish anime crying for joy face 😹 a beautiful, heartswelling journey!

Otherworldly romance wearing flesh and blood

This was cinematic sorcery 🔮 profoundly moving -- just let humanity fucking thrive at its own pulse and discovery or taste the pain of 3-Iron

Watched on Tubi

Duct tape me in a corner and uppercut me with hamhocks -- cyclone of palette kick flips and furious hips -- the english acting in this was atrocious and the boxer plot was a drag ⚓️ 🥊💀🪱

Give me Donnie and Sammo rocking the table with Kung fu doctors operating ever after

The presenting of Nat Turner's life and legacy through how people have filtered it through their times and needs was perplexing. The way Burnett followed many voices through their harmonies and discords was compelling and made for a provocative meal that I had to chew on for a few days

Watched on the Criterion Channel

Kite string. Kitty hawk. Fly away intestinal fortitude. I am undone across the pages of a poorly written wombstone

I get this movie and it got to me. Jessie Buckley is uncanny -- agent provocateur -- snarling with vinegar kisses of manic pixie scream girlhood, turning the guts inside out of lifetimes of being a character in someone else's story rather than being the author.

Wondertow incarnate with black rose petals under it's tongue