i love it when a film has its guts out. when the practical effects are visceral and slimy and slightly janky and clearly made by human hands, when green screen is used as a canvas for art rather than a substitute for reality, when the sets look like theatre pieces, when the lighting is unashamedly unrealistic because fuck it - it comes from the same place as the music, when the acting is messy and unfettered by irony, when you can feel the presence of the crew just offscreen pouring in months of hard work and late nights and sweat and love. when a film stops trying to be realistic and lets itself be raw and weird and INTERESTING

today i found out that when monarch butterflies migrate south for the winter, all the ones that go across the middle of lake superior suddenly stop going south and go west for five miles and then continue south. which really freaked scientists out cos like What is in the Middle of Lake Superior what do Butterflies know that We Dont Is This The End Times etc. anyway turns out about a hundred million years ago there was a mountain there and the butterflies still think they gotta fly around it. classic butterflies

i see my mother in everything i do