For My Birthday...

My prof showed us All That Heaven Allows. Do I thank him? Do I hit him? Hard to say. I guess there are deeper things going on here (so says Fassbinder, at least), but I just couldn't get past my own aggravation at everything. The man, the woman, the kids, the story, everything.

But besides the music, one thing made it all worthwhile.



Thanks, Agnes. May you always impress with your fiery locks and fabulous scarves.