In which I ramble and whinge about why the hell nothing can ever just end anymore.
In which Kingsman not only jumps the shark, but slingshots itself into space, around the moon, and back into the shark while pop music plays or something.
So I just saw Blade Runner 2049, and it blew my tiny mind.
Here’s a spicy shot of hot take about it!
In which I proffer a buncha crap about Darren Aronofsky’s latest committed-to-screen fever dream.
Whether Avenging or Defending, all I am is verging on a nervous breakdown from all this Marvel shit.
lol jk its fine, pls don’t @ me.
Apes back in kids!
Fingers crossed this means we’re getting Ape Escape revival sometime soon.
Return of the Drac.