life in the hive puckered up my night

Perfectly aware of its goofiness, in an attempt to compromise any perception that it's one of your well-intentioned yet two-dimensional prestige prison dramas that touch on racial injustice. Does an irable job of showing the absurdity and cruelty of the death penalty. In the hands of someone like, say, David Fincher, this would be buttoned-up, serious, and dull as fuck. With Clint, however, we get a ride on Speed Zoo. Would take the latter every single time.
As cozy and easygoing as an afternoon nap on a sunny day, with plenty of touching and tender observations. First, it made me think about the right way to be "opinionated" and "authentic," especially in the presence of a group of new people in which allegiances and cliques can easily be formed. The Professor endears himself to the grandfather, looking for another game of Go, but his hard-to-please attitude annoys most of the other characters. The young husband is clearly…