A brief, lucid, and in no way totally reductionist breakdown of this complex Hollywood blockbuster from a child of the 80s who didn’t just read a synopsis.
The Shape of the Water invites you to think deeply about those eggs. I did. I would say this article “contains spoilers,” but that’s more true for people who have seen it than who haven’t.
In Werner Herzog’s Cave of Forgotten Dreams, a French archaeologist expounds on the hardness of the human soul. Nobody at all is eaten by an albino crocodile, which comes as a disappointment following Grizzly Man.
Those goddamn bugs keep whacking us and sucking our brains out.
I guess you can say I made a pact with the devil if it was a story plot I cooked up.
Luke gets all the credit but the heroes of Star Wars are from the old guard.
Is it because the scariest things are the ones closest to home? Or am I just crap at cooking?
Before you can slice a ray of sunlight in half, someone first has to leave you tied to a tree for a week. So I’m told.