The Tale

A sexual damage mentally packaged as a taboo love affair – an irreversible seduction interpreted as consensual in the imaginings of a 13-year-old girl determined to preserve the right of her passage to womanhood.
Wit 💡✩✩✩
Heart 💗✩✩✩✩
Soul ☁️✩✩✩✩
Craft ⭐✩✩✩


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.
Wit 💡✩✩✩✩
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.
Wit 💡✩✩✩✩
Heart 💗✩✩✩✩✩
Soul ☁️✩✩✩✩✩
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.