i walked into cinema club, 15 minutes fashionably late to this screening, wiping the garlic sauce from falafel off my lips, tears in my eyes from a heated conversation from an unnamed lover.

i had to take the metal cuck chain in the corner, a full house tonight. the laughs filled the room from the first moment. the obvious prop arm…the editing…the physical comedy. 

narratively insane. visually right up my alley. the lack of dialogue or spoken words until eartha…