sorry, baby (2025) strikes such an incredible balance to me. first of all it’s funny. it’s directed beautifully, you can feel the winter air as you watch it. it’s meandering and expansive. it’s honest. something I found remarkable was the way it intentionally restrained from extracting maximum amounts of anger or shock or bitterness or even sadness out of its audience- something so many films around trauma often aim to do. add salt to wound. instead it gently validates those exact feelings and says- it’s ok if you feel them. it’s ok if you feel crushingly lost or lonely with them in your head. love yourself and love your best friend and keep going















