everyone is making fun of the “there will be blood is a BOY movie” article but the entire series is like the dumb lede olympics

this mode of personal-essay popular film criticism is just a way to define yourself via your aesthetic preferences against an opposition group you made up in your head that is “forcing you to like” something

please pay me to write blogs evaluating a randomly selected product based on how it “holds up” versus my arbitrary expectations like “surprisingly watchable for an OLD MOVIE my annoying ROOMMATE liked “

it should go without saying, but I will not contextualize a film in relation to anything other than myself. and I will get a book deal out of it