I could tell you “I’m Thinking of Ending Things” was made by someone out of their mind. It’s a critique as common as it is vacuous. The film is aggressively obtuse and entirely disinterested in explaining itself, so I have no idea whether I ‘got’ it. But to dismiss the film as deranged nonsense is…
Watching Trigonometry as a polyamorous person
Trigonometry, the BBC polyamory drama, not the mathematical concept, was always going to mean a lot to me regardless of its overall quality. But as surprisingly powerful as representation can be, a show must be more than just the words ‘relationships with more than two people are a thing’ on the screen for 40ish minutes…
Their Echoes
Everyday there’s someone new who doesn’t know. Everyday there’s someone new who needs to be told old news. Everyday there’s someone new I have to tell, you died. And yet every day I decide the wear your ring. The fine but fragile golden thing around my finger. Makes a mighty manacle for something so small. …
My search for the decade’s best film
I keep a running list of movies I consider so good that any flaws they have don’t matter. So, picking my favourite movie of the decade should be easy, right? I just need to choose the ‘Best’ movie on the list. Trouble is that just the list starting at 2010 is 27 movies long. So,…
The Return of Bojack Horseman
Coming into this season, Bojack Horseman was my favourite show. Gorgeous and hilarious all while being an intricately constructed picture of depression that resonated with me so personally, it was instrumental in my understanding of my mental health. With that said, the news series 6 would be the last, was news I welcomed. Because I…
Untitled
When I was younger I used to have these little plastic cut outs for drawing around. I’d do them all the time, almost compulsively, but there would always be more. I’d spend hours and never run out. Then I realised, I’d never be done, I’d never accomplish anything because there would always be more and…
Emmi review
Lovers is a concept album by Emmi, the story of a relationship across six songs. It’s exciting for two reasons; first, more Emmi and second, this kind of storytelling is new for the artist. Do the songs stand on their own? And do they make for a compelling narrative? Individually, we have a diverse set…
Synesthetist
Ringing red lips, resounding around the room. Aniseed accent, lingering for me to lick off long after. Trembling taste. And you smell blindingly bright. While your pheromones take lightest flight on softest feathers. And in a million more ways than I can convey. You impress yourself upon me. But I can’t say. Because the…
The Goddess of Spring
I first saw Cordelia the summer after someone tore out my heart on New Year’s Eve. Too much fog for specifics, but her glow cut through it all. Ivory skin and a wreath of gold leaf for hair. She’d not seen me before but said she’d have to try harder to. Her cyan eye left…
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