Swear to god, some guys are terrified that girls are faking common interests to impress them and act really hostile towards anyone they even SUSPECT of doing such a thing
but then they turn around and fake a whole friendship in the hopes of getting sex out of girls, and get mad at them when it doesn’t work
and they super do not see the irony in that
David Edelstein reviews The Grand Budapest Hotel—the latest from Wes Anderson:
Composition and color isn’t incidental—it’s the whole deal. The mountainside Grand Budapest is a miniature—a dollhouse—reached by model train. Inside, it expands. It’s immense. The choreography of staff and guests is busy and militaristic in its precision. The colors are intense: pink walls, crimson carpets, staff waistcoats of electric magenta. Anderson can make you dream of a design for living on a higher, more beautiful plane.
I can’t wait to see this next week with my bestie!