Racism, homosexuality, sexism, and an interracial relationship in an artificially picture-perfect 50’s suburban neighbourhood. How scandalous!
Julianne Moore (spectacular as always) and her gorgeous flouncy skirts can turn anyone gay before the end of Pride Month.
Was I the only one feeling an underlying sexual tension between her character and the help played by a pre-The Help Viola Davis? (Ooh, how juicy!)
Worthless fact: The best scenes of three of the 2003 Oscar Best Actress nominees actually involved trains.
(Originally published June 19, 2018.)
Was I supposed to cry?
Anyway, I used to be fond of making these dioramas back in grade school. I felt like a genius when I came up with this scroll-like apparatus that could mimic a TV screen (so that one could read the story behind these models).
And then I found out that everyone else had the same idea but theirs were even better (the manila papers they used were soaked in coffee overnight, plus burnt on the edges to achieve that classic sepia look).
Yes, I learned early in life that there would always be someone much better (or dorkier) than yourself.
(Originally published June 9, 2018.)
Lester will probably haunt my dreams for the next few weeks.
I hate how this movie triggered my paranoia and made me reach out for my inhaler several times while watching.
Julianne Moore reminded me yet again why I vowed to name my daughter after her. Truly phenomenal.
I really adore these Haynes-Moore collabs. Now I need to find a copy of my fave Far From Heaven.
(Originally published May 27, 2018.)