Last night I took my daughter for a walk so she could say goodnight to the neighborhood stray cats, and that one thirty minute period of my life was more meaningful and valuable than every minute of Kevin O'Leary's life put together
I’m very disappointed that Emily Wilson falls into the trap so many fans of a written work fall into: judging the adaptation for what they wish it were rather than for what it is. At no point does she try to understand the intentions of Nolan, she’s just frustrated that she didn’t get the adaptation she had imagined.