All vibe and zero logic, unless you count the logic of THESE HANDS.
It sounds like a legendary rave your subconscious recorded while you were passed out on the bathroom floor.
You’re not watching someone solve their problems, you’re watching someone dissolve into them.
John Wick, if he were real, a little sadder, and more likely to stub his toe.
I thought I’d hate it for being too simple and straightforward, but I actually enjoyed it for being simple and straightforward.
Books that are full of absences, cracks, ellipses and in those gaps, your own imagination ties all the loose ends between fiction and your life. A looking glass for adults.
The slowest, heaviest, saddest music you’ll ever willingly cry to.
Tom Cruise is still the only man willing to fistfight gravity for your entertainment.
A novel that lives in that liminal space between fact and the stories we tell ourselves.
All the neons and the busy clubs in the world cannot buy a character credibility.
Blood Red Summer is undeniably one of Eryk Pruitt’s best novels, but it’s also polite Pruitt.
This is not music normal people enjoy and even less choose to play and it’s a good thing.
This isn't a film about crime, it's a film about the fear of cities, the fear of slipping down a manhole and discovering that civilization ends after taking the wrong highway exit.
Mia Ballard is undeniably talented, but she needs to trust her instincts better and let it bleed out.
Fast Times at Ridgemont High is a goofy movie, but it shoots key moments with a low-key sincerity that makes them feel startlingly authentic.
This is a horror movie where the monsters don’t smash through the gates of righteousness. They set up shop inside, change the locks, and start forwarding their mail there.
