Life itself is the ultimate unreliable narrator

7am on a Sunday, just pulled an all nighter for various reasons I can't and shouldn't go into right now, but holly pineapple .. what in the name of God did I just watch? And why did it take me so long to actually decide to see it ?
I feel all the feels. All of them at once. The absolute urge to speak to that special someone, the need to have a special someone to share this with, the desire to propulse my genome further through children.. and the absolute necessity to contact that girl and ask her to give me back my copy of '' la chaîne d'amour '' because that is a book I need to read to my children and my children's children, if my life ever stretches that far.

Nom de dieu.
Ce qui est ironique c'est que le film n'est peut-être pas aussi bouleversant et époustouflant que ça, il l'est sans doute pour moi que parce que je l'ai digéré avec le stock enzymatique qu'est mon expérience humaine propre, ce qui fait que cette sorte de revue est tout à fait '' unreliable '' au prochain qui prêtera attention à mes écrits.