Can ppl stop making vanilla films abt kink, I beg. What even was that.
Him: We both have to agree, that's important. So say you gonna do whatever I say
Her: What if I don't wanna
Him: Then Ima destroy your life as you know it. That's consent.
Smh.
Also, the hmu and costumes are abysmal in this. Making Nicole Kidman look ratty takes special skill and that's what they had.
I'm probably being a bit too salty tbh, but…
"I just felt this incurable longing for... something"
"But then there's nothing."
"Until now..."
This film so cool and hot like all the people in it, and then it goes and rips your heart out.
Even better on the rewatch.
Plus we need more bathtub death scenes generally, there just isn't enough bathtub deaths and this one is heart~shaped ♡_♡
Living in constant fear of
a) being this person
b) falling in love with this person (again)
c) dating a concert musician
She's a textbook charming manipulator and it is WILD how formulaic the rule book is. Like, it's almost comical.
Cancel culture is just another side of the art wank coin tbh. All those same people that'll flip flop once the tide changes are the ones that saw toxicity and idealised it unequivocally anyway, coz there was some profit…
