I mean, besides Calvary.
“Lesson number one: All the time-traveling in the world can’t make someone love you.”
I have really good memories of watching The Martian.
The movie. I cried more tonight than during any other movie I can remember, ever. I had to focus hard at the end so I wouldn’t break down into massive heaving sobs.
I just want to go home and watch early Spike Lee movies and shake my head at the world.
My current hero is Ryan Gosling with a pink, fourteen pound bowling ball.
Playing in a pub and spilling onto a sidewalk in The World’s End.
Try to run, try to hide.