I was so struck by how much goddamn hope there was in this movie, it honestly was close to bringing me to tears.

The constant underlying state of despair felt these days gives so few chances for real hope, that being able to see that true and pure hope felt during the immediate post-war period, just for a brief moment, was almost as painful as it was heart-warming. A modern sensibility (and the cynical part of me) could consider this…

So many goddamn characters, so little time given to almost any of them, so many loose ends or neglected storylines? Robert Altman would be rolling in his grave

BUT despite this being so extremely painfully corny, cheesy, problematic, hetero, unrealistic, uncritical, unserious, disorganised, and frankly annoying in many parts,, I was still caught smiling at its many moments of stupidity cos "awwww so cuteeee tho 🥰"

Also now I can't stop thinking about if instead of Richard Curtis it was…

The pattern of this movie's release and the hype it's getting has been reminding me so much of Barbie last year. While of course it still bothers me that original works nowadays never get as much attention as those with the name recognition of pre-existing monoliths embedded in our popular culture, I am nevertheless glad that in the past couple years, the ones that have risen above the rest have not forgone their quality and clearly have some care behind…

On a day 5 years ago, Tyler Cornack was doomscrolling Twitter, when on his travels he came across the Bruno Powroznik classic OBJECTS THAT I HAVE SHOVED UP MY ARSE. A sudden and burning spark of creative inspiration hit him like a tidal wave. He had always dreamed of making a feature length film, but he had just never found the right idea - Until now. What immediately followed was a 7-hour Red Bull-fuelled writing binge that would put any…