film review

A film ostensibly concerned with an exhausted woman and her taxes that contrives, somehow, to be about every unlived version of her life. The googly eyes are a joke, and the joke turns out to be load-bearing. I sobbed, without shame, at a rock that possessed no face.
The most radical gesture available anywhere in the multiverse proved to be the decision to remain kind in this single unglamorous one. Nihilism demands nothing of its practitioners; staying is the braver discipline.
this is one entry from a wandering list of films, books, shows and albums, kept by someone trying to live a slightly more deliberate life.
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