no clothes in his name
uh? what does that mean? maybe that’s an ultrarich thing when your clothes are actually worth some amount? do people actually have some way of legal ownership of clothes other than ‘yeah I paid for them, no I don’t have any receipts but they are inside my house and nobody will claim otherwise therefore they are mine’?
Oh boy.
Everything everywhere all at once.
And I did like it to a point but absolutely don’t see it as the phenomenon that was presented as. I saw it as a good film that lacked nuance and subtlety, instead of leaving stuff for the viewer to discern it rather just loudly announcing with bright signs ‘This is profound, we are very artistic’. While the quirkiness and comedy were fun, it always felt to me like if marvel had suddenly decided to make an indie film, with all the good and bad that carried.
Obviously I was shunned by everybody else so what the hell do I know lol.