The most frightening moments of the movie are the most human.
“… I saw a man under tremendous pressure to determine when he felt like working, receive millions of dollars a year, and have tons of women trying to sleep with him all the time.”
Journalists were apparently forced to sign a secrecy clause to keep the story from the world.
It feels instinctive to say that the death of Alexander Solzhenitsyn marks an end of an era. Which era, though?
“What a shocking twist! A woman pilot?! I hope she has enough sass! Ooh, and you know what would be really surprising? If she was actually vulnerable underneath her tough exterior!”
I believe that Holland failed where Spain succeeded because the former just didn’t have that cohesiveness, and that captain.
DMX even sleeps angrily. He is a living embodiment of the philosophy, “temporary insanity is for losers.”
Finally, we must remember that most dyed-in-the-tight-jeans hipsters tend to despise Starbucks for being mainstream, capitalist, and lame. And since the hipster view of just about everything is factually wrong, I can’t dislike Starbucks.
… I sat under a checkout counter for about 40 minutes, ate the entire jar of peanut butter, and hissed at anybody that came near me. But it was probably really all just stress.
While I’m skeptical of therapy that doesn’t involve punching through a concrete wall or slashing somebody’s tires, I’m an open-minded individual.