Never Cry <PERSON>
Watching this over a couple of days while primarily looking after cats in the empty days of Christmas, as the weather goes fucking weird and everything feels faded and intense. The inescapable feeling that I had definitely watched this as a child while absolutely being sure I had not. The recognition of a scene or two from some VHS trailer that was bonded with my DNA from a million glimpses, long ago. The expectation of these actors in a generic mode, upturned and yet also met. 369
A constant shifting of familiarity and strangeness. Both calmer and angrier than I expected. Filled with love and pissy rebellion as only a film born of flower children can be. Just a wholly weird vibe umbrella. Merry Christmas, you filthy animals. 352