Monday, November 30, 2020
Sunday, November 29, 2020
Saturday, November 28, 2020
Bulbous
Friday, November 27, 2020
Adventures of a Dentist
Thursday, November 26, 2020
Q Planes
Wednesday, November 25, 2020
Primal
Tuesday, November 24, 2020
Ace in the Hole
Monday, November 23, 2020
Sunday, November 22, 2020
Saturday, November 21, 2020
Nautical
Discontinuous duration
existential insulation
churned eclectic salutary
bashful scrumptious bumbleberries
stoically embrace the course
vaccines have been strictly endorsed
chaotically the virus spreads
perhaps prepared to swiftly ebb
uncredited the frontlines surge
impacts essential multiverse
immersive daring health and safety
risky rapt romantic stately
timelines ineffective plodding
cut some slack they’re not despotting
patience virtuous at ease
through rational clever degrees.
Friday, November 20, 2020
David and Lisa
Thursday, November 19, 2020
Shampoo
Freewheelin' exploits extemporaneously philandering seek abundant finances to facilitate commerce.
He's a local success and highly sought after, the rich and famous attuned to his ingenious hairstyling, he hopes to open his own salon, his skill set lacking desired vocabularies (not writing about myself).
Alternative dialects suit him well as he wanders to and fro, and his natural way with words leads to manifold indiscretions.
His partner has no idea and neither do the love interests of his contacts, who happen to be the jealous type, even if they applaud sportspersonship.
He's reached an age however that culturally suggests he settle down, and a choice must therefore be made in accordance with upheld tradition.
Yet even though he's established he does lack ze boundless wealth, which leads to sophisticated complications, that can't be put back on the shelf.
I thought things would be rather simple in my youth, you find someone then you marry them, and then focus on work afterwards, never having to worry about your relationship's status, both partners committed to conjugal ideals.
But sundry exceptions open up while aging which are by no means crystal clear, and relationships seem inordinately complicated and confusing and rather laborious.
George (Warren Beatty) flies far and wide in a sphere unaccustomed to stock impulse, and does well or at least never lands and generally avoids shocking turbulence.
Many of the peeps he encounters are happy to actively engage, and see no point in pursuing repercussions since they dismally spoil the fun.
As long as everyone doesn't see the harm in carefree amusement, it seems like a joyous state, in which one could passionately succeed, perhaps even levitate.
Perhaps at times it works and there's no need for grim presumption.
Before the embrace of traditional ideals, the characters within seem quite well off.
Wednesday, November 18, 2020
Make Way for Tomorrow
Tuesday, November 17, 2020
H😻lidate
Ne'er hath there been a more potent elevation of the single life, or the need to exonerate wisdom as it applies to relationships postmodern.
Sloane (Emma Roberts) can't find a compelling reason to once again seek a significant other, so she's consistently critiqued and patronized by her verbose bewildered family.
"There must be something wrong, you don't look happy, mistakes have been made," there's no end to the traditional censure of her freeform alternative lifestyle.
She grows weary of the pervasive counsel and decides to make a compromise, and searches for someone to date on social festive celebratory holidays.
She finds another who's none too fond of strict definitive attachments, and they begin dating on special days when families expect bilateral union (Luke Bracey as Jackson).
It seems they have both had their hopes crippled by brash arrogance, while attempting to cohesively bond, the results combative, stern, lugubrious.
They've both been concretely crushed.
And trust romantic means no longer.
Thus, they get to know each other slowly, one raunchy holiday after another, until they finally agree they've found something worth pursing at other times throughout the year.
A chance to vindicate the single life was lost in desire ensuing, a daring independent serenade left hollow and unrequited.
A series of films could have been made indeed wherein which neither Sloane nor Jackson found love, growing more and more unique as each narrative concluded in flux.
And friendship could have been upheld with sober carry-on longevity, a professional intermittent liaison boldly crafting mature respite.
As it stands, I think people will like it, it's full of sentiment I just don't get, not that the characters aren't amusing, nor the idea somewhat cool.
Perhaps longing for something less superficial prevented me from appreciating H😻lidate, for it briefly seemed debonair eccentric at the irritated outset.
A series about single professionals could work as well most certainly, one which discovers long-lasting meaning through endearing humorous friendship.
Different characters in every episode, different countries and walks of life.
Netflix is super international.
Testing limits across the globe.