I can actually see that? Not that I can articulate it, either, but I can see it. It hits complementary emotional notes. Different, but complementary.
(EEAAO broke my child's ability to speak for about half an hour, though. The eternal fraughtness of mother/child relationships as adulthood happens and all. Plus the "this is kind of movie about untreated/undertreated ADHD, too" aspects.)
Woo! My Old Ass streaming starts on Prime on November 7. They better put it out on physical media for me, though.
Which reminds me how annoying it is that my never-before-opened Blu-ray of Bottle Rocket had issues. (And I can't return it, as I bought it a while ago during last year's Criterion Collection sale.) We watched it last night. It's so much more Wes Anderson than I remembered it being. You see all the bones of who he would become as a director.
Saw
Anora
today. That was a delight. Looks like Sean Baker is 4 for 4 for me. I need to check out some of his earlier films.
Is it me, or are they not mentioning at all in the advertising that
Wicked
is a two-parter? Because I had no idea until "Part 1" came up in the title card. (Sadly that was not my only disappointment with the film.)