film review
The Worst Person in the World
A woman on the cusp of thirty cycles through vocations, lovers and provisional selves, terrified that committing to any one life would mean executing all the others. Norwegian, genuinely funny, and the most candid film ever made about adulthood as a perpetual rough draft.
what it left me with
You are not obliged to have finalised an entire self by thirty. The disarray is not a moral failing; it is a stage, and stages, by definition, end.
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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