When I woke up this morning, I thought that I’d be able to just bask in the post Spotlight wins Best Picture glow. But with the foolery that has transpired since last night with regards to #OscarsSoWhite.
Life is hitting Spagettit left and right as you’ll hear in various points during this podcast. When we are not wrestling with our raggedy lives we take time to chat about Shadowhunters, Kaney’s new album The Life of Pablo, American Crime (yes, again) and tell you exactly why we might not be watching the Oscars.
It seems strange to start my review of The Witch with how I felt by the end, but it seems as good a place as any. In fact, letting you know that I felt shook to my core and completely unable to deal is probably the kind of reassurance one would need when considering whether
At what point does being self-aware of a genre actually start to work against you? This was a question I pondered upon leaving my packed and pretty amped up screening of Deadpool. Surrounded by people who were raving about the film, I found myself in a weird place of feeling like I was giving the movie a bad grade, despite my immense like for the film.