Zvyagintsev’s eulogy to humanity lost, the severing of connections in the fetishization of the material – an absence, rather than a presence, a dark jewel, which, when observed against the light, shows no reflection.
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Heart 💗✩✩✩✩
Soul ☁️✩✩✩✩
Craft ⭐✩✩✩✩✩

The Shape Of Water

It nourished me like a long-lost lover, a soul-mate found when all hope is lost, but it left me pining for a certain perfection in life that is impossible to conjure, a dark fairy-tale with a happy ending…  An illusion of the light.
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Heart 💗✩✩✩✩✩
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Craft ⭐✩✩✩✩

Oscars 2018: Eating cake while storming the Winter Palace

What I reckon the aftermath of Oscars 2018 will be is what I see every day – the sheer hypocrisy of an industry built on appearances will soak in all the good intentions, appropriate the sentiments, and pretty much do the same thing as always – profit, pander and exclude.  But it will have a dent in its side, a vulnerability in its veneer – a slightly less relaxed attitude about being called out for what it does every day. Precisely.  

Darkest Hour

Saying NO to the devil after walking through the valley of the shadow of death for two hours should get a bit more love.
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Heart 💗✩✩✩✩
Soul ☁️✩✩
Craft ⭐✩✩✩