dangling on the cliff of fame
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More fascinated by Katy’s hands than the fact that she asked “Who are they?” tbh.
Anjelica Huston by Annie Leibovitz
This is the first time I’ve ever liked an Annie Leibovitz photo.
stare at him for a minute and try not to smile.
I’m not precisely chirpy, but I am the sort of person who is fine, I’m just fine, everything’s fine. — Nora Ephron
I think you should see The Hundred-Foot Journey because it is “one of those movies” that reminds us (or at least some of us? many of us?) how willing we are to accept and embrace and be moved by a [mostly] fantastical story that’s grounded not in our actual reality but the reality of similar movies that have come before it and because even though as each character appears onscreen for the first time you can see the entirety of their narrative path bursting from their chests you enjoy the experience up until everything you predicted to happen happens and because it’s a nice way to spend two hours in air conditioning and because watching old people fall in love will never not be sweet and because Helen Mirren is an actress you can’t take your eyes off of even when her French accent is not-so-great and because most scenes are bookended by gorgeous shots of the southern French countryside and because listening to people discuss the importance of food in an almost spiritual way is generally groan-inducing until you see shots of the food being prepared and think, “Oh man I would love to eat some of that food right now,” and though I have heard similar things about Chef (“it’s so delightful and conflict-free and pleasant and satisfying!”) I have not seen Chef so I am recommending this instead.