WARNING: I, like most critics, know very little about the facts. But if they get to spout off their unsolicited opinions, why can't I?
Hi Hollywood, Liberals, and Silver Lake Hipsters,
I just watched Bohemian Rhapsody. And I loved it. I'm sorry. I did. It gave me chills and made my heart race to such an extent that I was compelled to write this blog at midnight because it couldn't wait. It couldn't wait because it reminded me what it meant to be an artist and I had almost forgotten.
I know. It's not cool of me to like it. It's definitely not intellectual. I should be wallowing in the horrors of life after watching Beautiful Boy or beating my chest in outrage after watching those Republicans f*$k shit up in Vice. I should be talking about how clever The Favourite was or pulling out my reading glasses to watch Roma. But I'm over it. This is SHOW BUSINESS and sometimes I just want a damn show.