Tonight we saw Pan's Labyrinth with all the hipsters and dripsters.
It was amazing but about as traumatizing as the worst Japanese horror film I've ever seen.
I couldn't believe it, I was expecting more fantasy but instead I got graphic, abhorrent violence.
A wonderful and morbidly beautiful movie, though; it definitely put everyone in the theater on an emotional... ski lift.
A black diamond run with the ten-minute long ride to the top that requires a transfer half way up the mountain.
And you eat it hard in a drift a third of the way down, lose a glove and a pole and get to the bottom of the hill in shattered pieces...
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Wow. You've totally just inspired me to go see this trainwreck of a movie. How do you do it?
Pranziamo domani, la mia amica? Ho molto fame per la insalata! Mmmm.
Dov'é la crichera? Mi dispiace che tu non ami la lingua.
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